But it's soiled.

You're not a man of God! r

You're not a man of God!

I love these slacks.

Filthy. Filthy.

You get life for that, jerk!

Let's go surfiin'now You missed a spot, Dad.

Private Joker is promoted to squad leader. Sir, aye, aye, sir.

These are dirty.

And we're stepping it up.

I mean . . .

Is it dirty?

Your feet are dirty.

They are muddy.

The towels are dirty.

Now, I'm asking a very stupid question

I've got such a bad case of dust contamination...

Dirty

Famine.

The plate is dirty.

The plates are dirty.

Pollution can be controlled.

These trousers are dirty.

And it's a horribly painful death.

A piece of paper crawling with germs.

I, dirty old man.

I dreamed about a guy in a dirty red and green sweater.

Hen Wen got dirty.

Is that the mean yellow dog?

Are the shades of Pemberley to be thus polluted?

This is red, like TED. (Frequency sounds)

Well, you shouldn't have brought it.

If I take it, won't my hands be soiled?

Oh God!

And indeed failed is the one who covered it in sin.

and failed has he who seduces it.

And miserable is he who hath buried it.

And indeed he fails who corrupts his ownself (i.e. disobeys what Allah has ordered by rejecting the true Faith of Islamic Monotheism or by following polytheism, etc. or by doing every kind of evil wicked deeds).

Failing is he who corrupts it.

and he who suppresses it will be ruined.

And he is indeed a failure who stunteth it.

and those who corrupt their souls will certainly be deprived (of happiness).

And he will indeed fail who corrupts it.

and he who corrupts it is sure to fail.

and one who betrays it fails.