Well, then, you know, don't use a gun. Lay the place to waste like.
Look at that, Mrs Hudson. Quiet. Calm. Peaceful. Isn't it hateful?
Explanation:
Staring at the window
And leave Hermione? Are you mad? We wouldn’t last two days without her. Don’t tell her I said that.
— You've always run away from a fight.
— Have not.
— You have so.
— Have not.
— You have so, and you know it.
— Have not. Slander and calumny. I have only ever embraced that oldest and noblest of pirate traditions. I submit that here now that is what we all must do. We must fight to run away.
— There's a woman lying dead.
— Perfectly sound analysis, but I was hoping you'd go deeper.
I like you... again. There. You win. You can do your victory dance or slaughter a goat, or whatever it is you do when you're happy.
— Hey, Uncle Scar. When I'm king, what'll that make you?
— A monkey's uncle.
Did we just slip into some alternate dimension where I give a flying duckie about what you say and do?
