Interviewer: So. Tell me about your mother.Ezra: You're taping this, right?Interviewer: Audio only. Camera is faulty.Ezra: Okay, well for the benefit of the sight-impaired, I am now raising my… oh, dear… yes, it's my MIDDLE finger at Mr. Postgrad here.Interviewer: Mr. Mason...Ezra: Now I'm wiggling it.Interviewer: Terminating interview at 13:58 on 03/19/75.Ezra: Look at it wiggl--audio ends-

Bravo Sherlock. That's two lollipops I owe you.

Макнълти, Джо, серж.: айде деееее най-доброто лекарство за тия грижи е да ги удавиш, момчеМейсън, Е, мл. лейт.: тези няма как да ги удавя, пичМейсън, Е, мл. лейт.: гадовете знаят да плуват

No-hopers?” I say. “You know, you’re lucky I’m such a soulless shrew. Otherwise you might be at risk of quite possibly maybe hurting my feelings.