Dough Page #7

Race and religion

is Irrelevant, Mr. Gotten.

If you're a dlckhead,

you're a dlckhead. Bye-bye.

I almost forgot.

- There you are.

- Thank you.

I didn't Inean what I said,

you know, about you people.

Yeah, and I don't think

you really bake with blood.

- What?

- Nothlng.

Hey, Nat.

Do you think I'll still be able

to bake without"? You know.

What you made In my kitchen

without any help was superb.

- Nat.

Questions, questions.

You're starting

to sound Ilka a Jew.

All'! I Still OI'! trial?

A priest. a rabbl,

and an Imam go Into a pub.

The priest says,

"Have a drink with ma.

The rabbl says,

"I don't mlnd lfl do.

The Imam says,

"I'd rather commit adultery...

...than allow alcohol

to pass my llps".

And the rabbi says, "OI, I

didn't know I had the chaice.

- Batter stlck to baking, Nat.

- Yeah.

Halal, In here?

We won't stand for It, Nat.

Your father will be

turning In his grave.

It's lust business.

Besides, It's his Idea-.

He's tripled my

profits overnight.

Yeah, If you don't like It here,

you can go elsewhere.

He's In charge while I'm away.

Can we get a couple of them...

mmaglc muffins as well?

- They don't do them anymore.

- Oh, yeah.

Come on, Grandpa,

we're going to miss our train.

Don't worry, lllr. Dayan.

I'll keep Ayyash out of trouble.

Yeah. Yeah.

Come on, Llvvy. Here you go.

- Let's go, Grandpa.

-Come on.

Joanne.

Come on,

we're gonna miss our train.

(music)

Come on.

Look at your trousers.

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