You know, you just sit and eat. Heh.

Mrs. Hudson and I watch far too much telly.

In the course of the summer I had discovered a raft of pitch pine logs with the bark on, pinned together by the Irish when the railroad was built.

Pickled plums and radish

And there were a lot of them.

I am medicated.

Salted pork?

Oatmeal?

That's all we were allowed to use.

Some pickles, too.

In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.

My mama crazy.

He should eat oatmeal sometimes.

This is drugs, and this is your brain on drugs.

Streets and houses were drowned by the flood.

Osmosis

Reflect in fear and dread!

You drugged us?

But the Romans developed salting.

Feeling sentimental?

Put it in.

Soak it through.

My mama's a drunk.

You like?

No problem.

And we're going to walk in.

We were drugged last night.

I can't even become oatmeal.

Show me Who's next? Ma, you want me to cut my handle off or what?

He drugged us.

He eats, breathes and sleeps computers.

'Yes, but some crumbs must have got in as well,' the Hatter grumbled 'you shouldn't have put it in with the bread knife.'

After heavy meals, you prefer oatmeal.

Follow it.

If you want this marriage to work, you need to choose between spending time with me and working all the time.

It took me seven weeks to make it, I've got to cram my whole revision into one night!

I use the words that it is marinating in itself.

The issue was they didn't know where the Scud launchers were.

Chop the pickled cabbage finely.

Who's is going to drag it down there?

The salted pork is particularly good.

You marinate the meat in tequila for 2 and a half hours.

It seems we are a couple on medicine.

Everybody knows that the boat is leaking

Swamp thing