I donβt think our opinions on scooping tools will ever align.
I donβt think our opinions on scooping tools will ever align.
All I care about now is applying mud packs to the animals.
If you would kindly detach your dog from my cravat.
After all, to drop dead after a moderate licking by a small terrier⦠Most unseemly.
I'll squeeze my head as many times as it takes to win this trial!
(What was my objection, chopped liverΗ?)
βThe entrance to the abyss is barred to mere mortals like us, huh?β βOh well. That's what you call 'a swing and abyss'.β
I hope you're ready to slam on some desks, because we're gonna do some serious pressing here!
(ROFS? Rolling On the Floor... Starving?)
...Edgeworth is still as emotionally constipated as ever, I see.
It is not appropriate for a lowly servant to speak of the family cat.
Note to self: if you encounter suspicious evidence, think of Texas.
(By now, she's probably whipped me once for every year I've been alive...)
We wonβt rest until weβve inspected every suspicious-looking crook and nanny!
βBah! Do I detect pride in that statement? It's just hard for an honest, hard-working member of society like me to imagine...β βYes. Your imagination was always a bit limited, Winston.β
Please explain so that I might be shocked along with the rest of the court.
I hope you're ready to slam on some desks, because we're gonna do some serious pressing here!
I think I'll take βToiletsβ for $200, instead, Mr. Wright...
Just zip it, Mr. Justice.
βI was surprised alright! Especially when she threw me to the ground!β βOh dear! Iβm so sorry! I, I was just so happy to see you again thatβ¦ It just sort of slipped out.β (Maybe we could stick to more traditional displays of emotion in futureβ¦?)
Would either of you care for a quarter pound of roast beef?
I can feel her sexy beam piercing my heart when sheβs watching meΗ Seeeeeexy beam, I tell youΗ
I don't want your putty... Just leave me alone...
Ah, yes, yes. I see. His banana-scented bandana.
Don't talk to or about me.
If you insult me, you insult all of Bohemia! I vill have ze army come and shoot all of your stupid balloons out of ze sky! All of zem!
Do you put salt and pepper in your coffee, Trite?
There, did you hear that? This ten-year-old girl thinks you're handsome. Isn't that wonderful?
I donβt think our opinions on scooping tools will ever align.
And youβre showing this to me, the lunch lady, why? Thatβs like showing a fine honeyed ham to a detectiveΗ