Character: Mr. Banks

- My portfolio - he began in the tone of a preacher - is always in the same place. Here. On a hanger. Who put him in office? - he bellowed.
- You yourself, my dear, last night when you got a tax receipt, ' said Mrs banks.
Mr. banks looked at her so hurt that she in the soul regretted his reactionist. It was better to say that she had brought a portfolio to the office!