(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.
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“She wants to get married, Eddie. She can’t marry you, can she?”
“It ain’t so free here either, Rodolpho, like you think.”
“I know lemons are green, for Christ’s sake, you see them in the store they’re green sometimes.”
“Maybe you should keep more here. Because maybe she thinks it comes so easy you’ll never get ahead of yourself.”
“Well, Marco, till he came here she was never out on the street twelve o’clock at night.”
“You mean to tell me that there’s no law that a guy which he ain’t right can go to work and marry a girl and-?”
“You have no recourse in the law, Eddie.”
“I knew where he was heading for, I knew where he was going to end.”
“I worked like a dog twenty years so a punk could have her, so that’s what I done.”
“I mean like me- I can’t cook, I can’t sing, I can’t make dresses, so I’m on the water front.”
“I don’t want to hit you, Eddie.”
“The guy ain’t right, Mr. Alfieri.”
“What do you say, Marco, we go to the bouts next Saturday night. You never seen a fight, did you?”
“I mean you ever think of oranges and lemons on a tree?”
“Come on, kid, put sump’m behind it, you can’t hurt me.”
“I take the blankets off my bed for him, and he takes and puts his dirty filthy hands on her like a goddam thief!”
“If he’s here to work, then he should work; if he’s here for a good time then he could fool around!”
“You wanna dance, Rodolpho?”
“...but through the years, there is too much love for the daughter, too much love for the niece. Do you understand what i’m saying to you?”
“The child has to grow up and go away, and the man has to learn to forget.”
“He’s a cook, too!; He sings, he cooks…”
“No, no, he didn’t hurt me. I was only surprised.”
“Mr. Alfieri, they’re laughin’ at him on the piers. I’m ashamed. Paper Doll they call him. Blondie now.”