Hey, Ha Ni.

You read the papers all the time about kids no older than my Jimmy.

I saw my mom putting presents in the socks.

This is a treadmill.

That's child abuse!

The best swimmers are oftenest drowned.

No, it's a rhyme.

Remember the children's house?

He is a naughty boy.

Tom is still a virgin.

Me! I am!

Needless to say, I'm still a virgin.

You're a virgin.

A fish out of water.

(Applause)

You lost..

What was that nursery rhyme all about?

Dream master. I think I remember the rhyme.

There's only Bieke Cuypers... on the child prostitution side.

Yuji, hung it up.

We're gonna get your cherry popped.

(Laughter) (Applause)

(FineBros) And what do you think of the guy that blackmailed her?

Where did you learn that rhyme?

Is it to do with children?

They got child pornography laws in this state, you know.

The pupils burst out laughing.

She majors in child psychology.

He truly is a prodigy.

Do you know why?

Ten little Indians! It's like the nursery rhyme.

It doesn't fit in your nursery rhyme.

Child psychologist. family therapist.

Look, I could have called the police ...and I could have called child welfare.

No, but there is a body called the Protection of Children...

I can wait. I solemnly vow to save myself for her.

They are both school children.

(Laughter)

The word prodigy was actually used on occasion.

I'm with the department of child and family services.

I can at least feel comforted by the fact that I'm not going in a virgin.

Right from loneliness to filling potholes in the street to alcoholism, and 32 children who stopped 16 child marriages in Rajasthan.

But here is a poem from Yeats. I'll just read you the last two lines.

Who's going to the festival?

I'm going to go with my mom and dad.