Let Me Ask You A Question Alex.

Nice Day For A Funeral.

Oh-do Be Careful With That! That's My Buddha Hand Grenade. Twist The Head Twice And Throw It And Anyone Within Ten Yards Can Say Their Prayers.

Alan Blunt Got In Touch With Me And Asked Me To Put You Up Here For The Rest Of The Week, To Pretend That You're My Son. I Have To Say, You Don't Look Anything Like Me." "i Don't Look Anything Like Myself Either," Alex Said.

Show Holmes A Drop Of Water And He Would Deduce The Existence Of The Atlantic. Show It To Me And I Would Look For A Tap. That Was The Difference Between Us.

Whatever You Say, Old Boy. Just Look After Yourself. And Whatever You Do, Don't Swallow The Gum!