It's so stressful. Look!

My problem is I'm too nice.

Fieldstone Unit, operating out of Chonju.

I wear my coat to rags.

Extirpate. Extinguish.. Whoo, you see that?

He's a thief, isn't he?

You're a thief, aren't you?

You're thieves, aren't you?

She's a thief, isn't she?

They are thieves, aren't they?

A tattered flag which continues to flutter in the wind.

I've worn out my shoes.

Rust ate away the iron bar.

Hey, you fucking spilled it.

The building is rotten inside and out.

The Giants got clobbered yesterday.

Let's skip class.

Not with that motheaten coat.

What up with your car?

That's a fucking ripoff.

Goddamn son of a bitching shitass fucking trailer.

Clearly or darkly?

The thief ran away.

Vast, vivid landscapes are being gutted,

Oi, Turn around, you lunatic

I was on a dozen machines that were keeping me alive.

It's close to ten o'clock. It's about time we went to bed.

Take the Dimholt road.

Not a stitch on him.

No, no, I'll get that. I got it.

The buds began to open.

The buds began to burst.

Wherever G. Stanley Lazer was going to teach then that's where I was going to be.

I don't know, I don't know. I don't know!

And it's at the scale of the night sky.

Remember that merrygoround that we saw today?

You like me, right?

The thief was bound hand and foot.

Yeah, that's right. The tuna's running again.

I bet you were the best kid in the neighborhood at hideandseek, huh?

I'm sorry to give you the rush act, darling, but I've got five student volunteers wired to a console and only two psych majors to run the show.

A thief crept in through the window.

He has an enormous conceit.

He had grown senile recently.

There it is. All right. Now, when I give the signal, we're gonna jump!