What's his name?

All right. ( mysterious theme playing ) ( ominous theme playing )

Off to bed, young man. Well, who is Mr. Straw?

We talked about this in the context of the, the wine experts.

In Hokkaido, they make horses of straw.

Drowning men clutch at straws.

A drowning man will catch at a straw.

Divine...

Wine.

...wine.

Is it the wine?

This wine is superior to that one in scent.

You cannot make bricks without straw.

You can't make bricks without straw.

Bricks can't be made without straw.

Beer?

This wine is inferior to that one in flavor.

This wine is inferior to that in its bouquet.

So this wine is very, very famous.

You sack of wine!

I prefer red wine to white.

I prefer red wine to white wine.

Do you prefer white wine or red wine?

Which do you like better, white wine or red wine?

Which do you prefer, white wine or red wine?

But memory is not.

I like white wine better than red wine.

Yes, why? How long ago?

White wine, please.

There's wine... red wine.

A glass of wine? Can I get you one?

I'll just get your wine for you.

Marie, some more wine, maybe?

Wine.

See you tonight. Uh, drink my wine.

That got my name on it, Tom?

Tom can't tell the difference between expensive wine and cheap wine.

Tom can't tell the difference between expensive wine and cheap wine.

He'll clutch at any straw.

And turned them into pastured fields of corn?

So He made them like the leftover devoured leaves of farms?

and He made them like green blades devoured.

Then He rendered them as stubble devoured.

And made them like an empty field of stalks (of which the corn has been eaten up by cattle).

Leaving them like chewed up leaves.