Two weeks ago, I said it. "Let's go", I said, remember? But no, Mr. 'Plenty of Time' here has got to eat some more barley. I warned you, didn't I, I said there'd be trouble. Why I didn't listen to my mother, God rest her soul, I'll never know. Now look at this mess, the best spots will be taken already, IF we ever get there. And another thing...
Whaddya say, Edith, a little less beak and a little more wing there, okay?
How Do I?