1. It seems today that all you see
Copy !req
2. Is violence in movies and sex on TV
Copy !req
3. But where are those
good old-fashioned values
Copy !req
4. On which we used to rely?
Copy !req
5. Lucky there's a family guy
Copy !req
6. Lucky there's a man who
positively can do
Copy !req
7. All the things that make us
Copy !req
8. Laugh and cry!
Copy !req
9. He's a family guy!
Copy !req
10. - Here you go, boys.
- Thanks, Horace.
Copy !req
11. So, I told my boss I'm not staying
in that stupid toy factory.
Copy !req
12. I'm gonna go places.
Copy !req
13. - Oh, that's cool.
Copy !req
14. - Here you go, boys.
- Thanks, Horace.
Copy !req
15. So, I told my boss I'm not staying
in that stupid toy factory.
Copy !req
16. I'm gonna go places.
Copy !req
17. - Oh, that's fly.
Copy !req
18. - Here you go, boys.
- Thanks, Horace.
Copy !req
19. So, I told my boss I'm not staying
in that stupid toy factory.
Copy !req
20. I'm gonna go places.
Copy !req
21. Oh, you are living La Vida Loca.
Copy !req
22. Well, it's late, I better head home.
Copy !req
23. What do you mean home? You guys live here.
Copy !req
24. Yeah. Here's to the Drunken Clam, boys.
Copy !req
25. Where they don't ask for proof of age
and neither do I.
Copy !req
26. Quagmire, you forgot to say, "Oh."
Copy !req
27. Oh, you sure. I... I think I did.
Copy !req
28. All right, well, just to be safe... Oh!
Copy !req
29. We interrupt this program
Copy !req
30. to bring you a special bulletin
on the approach of Hurricane Norman.
Copy !req
31. Here with an update
is Greg the Weathermime.
Copy !req
32. Okay, it's gonna be cold. Very cold.
Copy !req
33. And... And there's gonna be wind.
Copy !req
34. And people's parents
will throw fecal matter down on them
Copy !req
35. from the rooftops. How awful!
Copy !req
36. Oh. No. I'm sorry. That's rain.
Copy !req
37. Yes. It'll rain.
Copy !req
38. Remember, the number one cause of injury
Copy !req
39. during a hurricane is broken glass.
Copy !req
40. So, stay away from the windows.
Copy !req
41. And Peter, put those away.
Copy !req
42. Aw, come on Lois. Just one more song.
Copy !req
43. Mom, I'm afraid if I fall asleep,
Copy !req
44. the hurricane's gonna sneak up on me
and give me a vasectomy.
Copy !req
45. Relax, Chris. Nothing bad ever happens
when you're asleep.
Copy !req
46. In fact, sometimes,
good things can happen.
Copy !req
47. Oh, Jenny. Jenny...
Copy !req
48. Oh, yeah. Jenny, don't stop.
Copy !req
49. Oh, Richard Jeni, your HBO comedy specials
Copy !req
50. have brought pleasure to millions.
Copy !req
51. And what a sweet ass.
Copy !req
52. - Right this way, everyone.
- Bless you for helping us, Father.
Copy !req
53. It's God's wish, my dear.
Copy !req
54. All right.
Copy !req
55. Well, Hurricane Norman
is beginning to pound Quahog.
Copy !req
56. We now go live to Asian reporter,
Tricia Takanawa,
Copy !req
57. for a look at how locals are dealing
with the imminent disaster. Tricia?
Copy !req
58. Diane, I'm hearing...
Copy !req
59. Thank you, Tricia.
Copy !req
60. - Stay tuned for further...
Copy !req
61. - Oh, what a mess.
- Look at that!
Copy !req
62. Wow!
Copy !req
63. For the love of God...
Copy !req
64. - Oh, my God! Daddy!
- Oh, God.
Copy !req
65. Oh, God! Oh, God!
Copy !req
66. Gotcha!
Copy !req
67. See, kids? Natural disasters
have their lighter sides, too.
Copy !req
68. You just have to be creative.
Copy !req
69. Yeah, like my dead-rat marionette theatre.
Copy !req
70. "I'm so stressed.
Life sure is a human race. "
Copy !req
71. That's brilliant.
Copy !req
72. Oh, my. Look at all the damage.
Copy !req
73. Thank God, the Open Air
Debris Garden is still intact.
Copy !req
74. Peter, look. The Clam.
Copy !req
75. - This is horrible.
- You think this is horrible?
Copy !req
76. Try losin' a testicle in a knife fight
with your mother.
Copy !req
77. What about your bar?
Copy !req
78. It's not my bar anymore.
Copy !req
79. I sold the place. Let someone else
worry about hurricanes.
Copy !req
80. - Who'd buy a wrecked bar?
- The bar's not wrecked.
Copy !req
81. Oh, thank you, God.
Copy !req
82. - Don't mention it.
Copy !req
83. - Wait a minute. Something's different.
Copy !req
84. Evening, gents.
How about a nice warm lager?
Copy !req
85. - Help yourself to a packet of crisps.
- Or a ruddy nice plum pudding.
Copy !req
86. Holy crap! It's a gay bar.
Copy !req
87. They turned the Drunken Clam
into a British pub?
Copy !req
88. Oh, well, at least they still got
sports on TV.
Copy !req
89. The new bowler for summerset
is off-spinner, Heath,
Copy !req
90. who has a cover point, long-on,
Copy !req
91. square leg, deep extra cover
and two short legs.
Copy !req
92. What the hell is he talkin' about?
Copy !req
93. Oh, it's cricket. Marvelous game, really.
Copy !req
94. You see, the bowler hurls the ball
towards the batsman,
Copy !req
95. who tries to play away to fine leg.
Copy !req
96. He levels the score
by dashing between the creases,
Copy !req
97. provided the wicketkeeper
hasn't whipped his bails off, of course.
Copy !req
98. - Anybody get that?
- The only British idiom I know
Copy !req
99. is that "fag" means "cigarette".
Copy !req
100. Well, someone tell this cigarette
to shut up.
Copy !req
101. Hey, guys, there's no more
girlie magazines in the can!
Copy !req
102. All they got is this David Copperfield.
Copy !req
103. Wait, wait, wait.
Any pictures of his girlfriend?
Copy !req
104. - No! No pictures at all.
Copy !req
105. I think we should go.
Copy !req
106. Yes. This is a dark and evil place.
Copy !req
107. - I say, Carruthers.
- Hmm?
Copy !req
108. You know what's very, very funny?
Copy !req
109. A man dressed in women's clothing.
Copy !req
110. - Hmm. Yes, quite. Ripping good laugh.
- Yes.
Copy !req
111. Lois, the Drunken Clam's been taken over
Copy !req
112. by a bunch of lousy, limey,
tea-suckin' British bastards!
Copy !req
113. - Peter!
- Hello. Nigel Pinchley here.
Copy !req
114. I was just introducing myself
to your wife,
Copy !req
115. who, I must say,
is an absolutely gorgeous bit of crumpet.
Copy !req
116. - Holy crap, you're one of them.
- Peter.
Copy !req
117. Nigel and his daughter
are our new neighbors.
Copy !req
118. Yes, and I'm afraid I'm the limey bastard
who's purchased your bar.
Copy !req
119. Bit of an awkward moment, really.
Copy !req
120. Awkward moment?
I'll give you an awkward moment.
Copy !req
121. One time during sex,
I called Lois "Frank."
Copy !req
122. - Your move, Sherlock.
- Peter! Excuse us.
Copy !req
123. Why are you acting like this?
Copy !req
124. Nigel's charming. All British men are.
Copy !req
125. Yeah, right. That's what they said
about Benjamin Disraeli.
Copy !req
126. You don't even know who I am.
Copy !req
127. The British are a lovely people.
Not physically, of course, but inside.
Copy !req
128. And Nigel has
a very sweet little daughter.
Copy !req
129. Aw! Look at the little baby!
Copy !req
130. Ugh! What the devil is that ghastly noise?
Copy !req
131. It's me. Eliza Pinchley.
Copy !req
132. You wanna flower, little baby?
Copy !req
133. Excuse me,
what I think you mean to say is,
Copy !req
134. would I like a flower?
Copy !req
135. Heavens. You don't so much
speak the language
Copy !req
136. as chew it and spit it out.
Copy !req
137. Go on. What's wrong with the way I talk?
Copy !req
138. Everything.
Copy !req
139. Here's a shiny sixpence
if you keep your mouth shut and go away.
Copy !req
140. Eh.
Copy !req
141. Honey, I know
the Drunken Clam was your bar,
Copy !req
142. but maybe you and your friends can find
somewhere else to act like idiots.
Copy !req
143. Guess you're right.
Copy !req
144. You know why I married you, Lois?
Copy !req
145. It's not just the rack or the caboose.
Copy !req
146. It's that big sexy brain of yours.
Copy !req
147. All right. This place isn't bad.
Copy !req
148. Oh, yeah. Good music.
Real sports on the tube.
Copy !req
149. I've never seen
so many chicks in one place.
Copy !req
150. Hey, hey, check out
those two hotties.
Copy !req
151. They're so lonely,
they're practicin' kissin' each other.
Copy !req
152. I don't think they're practicing.
Copy !req
153. Oh... Oh!
Copy !req
154. Oh!
Copy !req
155. Oh.
Copy !req
156. So, you ladies ever been penetrated?
Copy !req
157. - Yup.
- Yup.
Copy !req
158. - Yup.
Mm-hmm.
Copy !req
159. Yeah, this sucks.
Copy !req
160. Nice choice for a hangout, Peter.
There's not even anywhere to sit down!
Copy !req
161. - Is that some kinda crack?
- What do you mean "crack"?
Copy !req
162. You saying I got a fat ass?
Copy !req
163. Fellas, fellas, what's become of us?
Copy !req
164. We never squabbled
before we lost the Clam.
Copy !req
165. Yeah, you're right.
It's those lousy fog breathers!
Copy !req
166. Damn British! First they took our bar,
now they're taking our friendship.
Copy !req
167. What's next, apple pie,
fast cars, and action films?
Copy !req
168. It was a glorious summer in Oxford
Copy !req
169. when I met Freddy Cavendish,
Copy !req
170. a most remarkable young man,
Copy !req
171. whose friendship
would change my life forever.
Copy !req
172. You are the anchor
that gives my spirit license to soar.
Copy !req
173. Our forefathers wouldn't have taken it
on the chin like this.
Copy !req
174. You're damn right.
Copy !req
175. I say we fight the British,
Copy !req
176. and drive them back
to whatever country they came from!
Copy !req
177. We gonna get 'em.
Copy !req
178. Stewie, look. It's an invitation
to little Eliza's birthday party!
Copy !req
179. You mean that horrid girl
who talks like a scullery maid?
Copy !req
180. I didn't realize she'd been born.
Copy !req
181. I assumed she'd simply congealed
in a gutter somewhere.
Copy !req
182. I'm gonna RSVP right now!
Copy !req
183. Splendid.
Copy !req
184. An entire afternoon
of her "ers," and "ars,"
Copy !req
185. and "'Alf a pound of ha'penny rice."
Copy !req
186. God, why can't the English
teach their children how to speak?
Copy !req
187. Why don't you teach her?
Unless you don't think you're up to it.
Copy !req
188. Yes, this is the part where I'm supposed
to say, "Oh, I am so up to it."
Copy !req
189. Well, I am!
Copy !req
190. I accept your challenge!
At the celebration of her birthday,
Copy !req
191. I shall pass that guttersnipe off
as a lady!
Copy !req
192. What are the stakes of this wager?
Copy !req
193. Why don't you shut up for about a week?
Copy !req
194. Very well. And if I win?
Copy !req
195. Well, I... I wasn't betting. Why don't you
just shut up for about a week?
Copy !req
196. You're on.
Copy !req
197. Minutemen, present arms! Load weapons!
Copy !req
198. Boom-shaka-laka-laka!
Copy !req
199. Boom-shaka-laka-laka!
Boom-shaka-laka-laka!
Copy !req
200. Fire!
Copy !req
201. I say! Throw the braggarts out!
Copy !req
202. Gentlemen, I'm afraid
I'm going to have to ask you to leave!
Copy !req
203. Don't tread on me!
Copy !req
204. Yeah, back off!
We kicked your ass in World War II,
Copy !req
205. and we can do it again!
Copy !req
206. Very well, then.
If you refuse to go peaceably,
Copy !req
207. I'm afraid we'll have to use
our superior linguistic skills
Copy !req
208. to convince you to leave.
Copy !req
209. Oh, yeah? Just try it!
Copy !req
210. Bye, now.
- Thanks.
Copy !req
211. - Sorry to bother you.
- Gosh. I never saw it that way before.
Copy !req
212. Wait a minute.
How the hell did they do that?
Copy !req
213. Well, we're not gonna let this stop us.
Copy !req
214. I've never been defeated, except once.
Copy !req
215. - Eric?
- Peter!
Copy !req
216. Oh, my God, I haven't seen you
since high school.
Copy !req
217. God! What are you doing these days?
Copy !req
218. - I'm the red guy.
- Oh, my God.
Copy !req
219. - What are you doing?
- I'm the green guy.
Copy !req
220. - No kidding?
- Yeah. Yeah.
Copy !req
221. - Hey, is that Stacy Beechum?
- Where?
Copy !req
222. Now, don't worry. These guys are trained
to stay perfectly still.
Copy !req
223. Check it out. Hey, Margaret Thatcher...
Copy !req
224. Ow! What the hell?
I thought you English guys never moved.
Copy !req
225. No. That's just our women.
Copy !req
226. Bloody hell! My lunch was in that hat!
Copy !req
227. Egg and chips with jam booties.
Copy !req
228. Welcome to the Quahog Beer Party!
Copy !req
229. I do feel a little guilty about pollutin'.
Copy !req
230. I felt guilty once,
but she woke up halfway through.
Copy !req
231. Peter, what are you doing?
Copy !req
232. Hey, it may taste like a warm cup
of tobacco chewers' spit,
Copy !req
233. but it's still beer, damn it.
Copy !req
234. Good point. Bottoms up!
Copy !req
235. Take that, you lousy Brits!
Copy !req
236. Peter, we waited up all night.
Where were you?
Copy !req
237. Where was I? Where were you?
Copy !req
238. - Out drinking. But I was back by 2:00.
- Oh, no!
Copy !req
239. Our top story, the Clam's Head Pub
has burned to the ground.
Copy !req
240. Our own Tricia Takanawa is on the scene.
Copy !req
241. Is Quahog in the grip
of a serial arsonist?
Copy !req
242. Police say no, but our producer says yes.
Copy !req
243. Here's an artist's depiction
of what the arsonist might look like.
Copy !req
244. Anyone with information
regarding this suspect
Copy !req
245. should contact Quahog police immediately.
Copy !req
246. One thing is certain,
the pain here is palpable.
Copy !req
247. For many,
this charred portrait of Elizabeth II
Copy !req
248. gives poignant new meaning to the phrase,
Copy !req
249. "Hey, check out that flaming queen."
Copy !req
250. In a late-breaking development,
the police have a new suspect.
Copy !req
251. We now go live
to Hispanic reporter, Maria...
Copy !req
252. - Jimenez.
- I know what it is.
Copy !req
253. Well, Tom, at this moment,
we're approaching the suspect's house.
Copy !req
254. This is better than Cops.
You know there's a fat drunk guy in there.
Copy !req
255. Hold it!
Freeze!
Copy !req
256. - There he is.
Copy !req
257. Hands up, Griffin! You're coming with us.
Copy !req
258. Hang on, hang on, I want to see
what they do with this jackass.
Copy !req
259. Hands up!
- Oh, my God! Peter, you didn't!
Copy !req
260. Hey, fatty's wife is a babe!
Copy !req
261. - That's it.
Copy !req
262. Well, Tom, it appears
the real arsonist is in custody,
Copy !req
263. thanks to an anonymous tip
to the authorities.
Copy !req
264. Good. Good.
Copy !req
265. Oh, the fat guy's struggling.
Copy !req
266. Hit him, you stupid pigs, hit him.
Use the...
Copy !req
267. This Quahog Minutemen flag was found
at the wreckage of the Clam's Head.
Copy !req
268. You are clearly guilty of arson,
so you are free to go...
Copy !req
269. straight to jail.
Now you got burned. No bail.
Copy !req
270. - Peter, tell me you didn't do this.
- Lois, I didn't do it.
Copy !req
271. You know you can trust me, right?
Copy !req
272. Come on, let's sit down
and talk about this.
Copy !req
273. I want to believe you, but...
Copy !req
274. Gotcha!
But seriously, you can trust me.
Copy !req
275. Oh, Lois, I'm so sorry
this terrible tragedy has befallen you.
Copy !req
276. Thank you, Nigel. You're very kind.
Copy !req
277. - Can I touch your bum once?
- What?
Copy !req
278. Now, I expect to see you
at Eliza's birthday bash,
Copy !req
279. and I won't take no for an answer,
Copy !req
280. unless the question is,
"Do you not like me?"
Copy !req
281. Get it? Double negative, you know?
Very good.
Copy !req
282. Hey, check out the new meat!
Copy !req
283. I like the fat one.
More cushion for the pushin'.
Copy !req
284. Thank you!
Copy !req
285. Hey, you and me
are gonna have a good time together.
Copy !req
286. Gosh, everybody's so nice here.
Copy !req
287. I mean, they're gonna be disappointed
when they find out I'm not gay, but wow!
Copy !req
288. Oh, my God. See that guy?
Copy !req
289. That's the most vicious killer
I ever put away.
Copy !req
290. His name's Steve Bellows.
Copy !req
291. He's so mean,
he once shot a man for snoring.
Copy !req
292. Where have I heard that before?
Copy !req
293. It's all here in this simulated
leather-bound edition
Copy !req
294. of Time-Life's Killers of Quahog.
Copy !req
295. Wow. They're all here.
Copy !req
296. John the Biter, the Berserk Hobo,
the Golden Autumn Day Strangler.
Copy !req
297. Maybe Steve won't remember you.
Copy !req
298. Well, well, Officer Swanson.
Copy !req
299. You and your friends are dead.
You're all dead!
Copy !req
300. Oh, good.
Copy !req
301. He thinks we're zombies.
He'll leave us alone.
Copy !req
302. No, no, no.
Copy !req
303. If you're ever going to be a lady,
you must learn to speak like one.
Copy !req
304. Now, try it again. "The life of the wife
is ended by the knife."
Copy !req
305. "The loif of the..."
Copy !req
306. No, no. Not "loif,"life!"Life!"
Copy !req
307. That's wha' I said! "Loif!"
Copy !req
308. Now, listen to me,
you tin-eared piece of baggage,
Copy !req
309. we've got five days left,
and I'll not lose my wager.
Copy !req
310. Now, repeat after me.
Copy !req
311. "Hello, Mother.
Have you hidden my hatchet?"
Copy !req
312. "'Ello, Mother,
'ave you hidden my 'atchet?"
Copy !req
313. God, no! It's an "H" sound, you moron.
H! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
Copy !req
314. - Ew, your breath smells like kitty litter.
- I was curious!
Copy !req
315. Our husbands couldn't have done this.
Copy !req
316. Yeah. Cleveland can't even light
the damn hibachi on the fourth of July.
Copy !req
317. Excuse me. Do you know
where I can find Nigel Pinchley?
Copy !req
318. I'm from Quahog Insurance.
I have a cheque for him.
Copy !req
319. Five million dollars?
Copy !req
320. Yeah, lucky fellow took out a huge policy
the day before the fire.
Copy !req
321. Doesn't that strike you
as a little suspicious?
Copy !req
322. No, not really. In fact,
it seems to happen all the time.
Copy !req
323. - Oh, no. Here comes Steve!
- I haven't forgot about you boys.
Copy !req
324. Saturday night at midnight.
You're dead. All of you are dead.
Copy !req
325. Midnight on Saturday? Thank God!
We can still be in the talent show.
Copy !req
326. From the top, boys.
A-five, six, seven, eight.
Copy !req
327. Ugh!
Copy !req
328. Once again, here is how it should sound.
"How do you do?"
Copy !req
329. And here's how you sound.
Copy !req
330. - Now try it again.
Copy !req
331. - How do you do?
- What did you say?
Copy !req
332. "The life of the wife
is ended by the knife. "
Copy !req
333. I think she's got it.
I think she's got it!
Copy !req
334. The life of the wife is ended by the knife
Copy !req
335. By George, she's got it!
By George, she's got it!
Copy !req
336. Now, what ends her wretched life?
Copy !req
337. The knife, the knife!
Copy !req
338. And where's that bloody knife?
Copy !req
339. In the wife, in the wife!
Copy !req
340. The life of the wife is ended by the knife
Copy !req
341. Bravo, Eliza!
Copy !req
342. The life of the wife is ended by the knife
Copy !req
343. Hello. So nice to see you.
Copy !req
344. There he is. All right.
We need to search the house for evidence,
Copy !req
345. but one of us is gonna
have to distract Nigel.
Copy !req
346. Oh, no, no, no. I couldn't.
Copy !req
347. What about Loretta?
Nigel looks like he's down with the swirl.
Copy !req
348. There you are, Lois.
Copy !req
349. Shall I give you the grand tour,
and show you my...
Copy !req
350. Private quarters?
Copy !req
351. - I'd love to.
- I must say, you look absolutely...
Copy !req
352. Mm... Mm...
Copy !req
353. Oh, don't be shy, my lambie lamb.
Copy !req
354. This is my study, where I...
Study things that arouse my interest.
Copy !req
355. Oh, good. The girls are in place.
Copy !req
356. Oh, Nigel. Since Peter's been gone,
I've been searching for someone new.
Copy !req
357. You know, someone with a sense
of danger and adventure.
Copy !req
358. I once played a game of cricket
without shin guards.
Copy !req
359. Oh, I love a reckless man.
Copy !req
360. One time, I went up to this bloke's flat,
rang the bell and ran like Sebastian Coe.
Copy !req
361. More! Tell me more!
Copy !req
362. I burned down my pub
for the insurance money,
Copy !req
363. - and framed your husband.
- Aha!
Copy !req
364. I knew it! And what's more,
I have witnesses. Bonnie.
Copy !req
365. Loretta?
Copy !req
366. Demond Wilson from Sanford and Son?
What are you doing here?
Copy !req
367. I know. I'm surprised I'm alive, too.
Copy !req
368. Sorry, love.
Better luck next time.
Copy !req
369. Mr. Pinchley, I heard everything.
Copy !req
370. And what you've done is a textbook
example of insurance... Fra-ud?
Copy !req
371. Oh, bloody hell.
Copy !req
372. What the devil were you doing
in the closet, anyway?
Copy !req
373. I came with Demond.
Copy !req
374. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Eliza Pinchley.
Copy !req
375. Psst. You. Dogbert. Down here.
Get a front-row seat for this one.
Copy !req
376. How kind of you all to come.
Copy !req
377. Oh, magnificent!
Copy !req
378. I say, old sport, why don't you
pull your face from your own loins,
Copy !req
379. and bury it into some humble pie?
Copy !req
380. Oh, bloody 'ell! I've gone and wet meself.
Copy !req
381. Don't give me that smug look. Fine!
Copy !req
382. Well, you have extra-sensitive hearing.
Hear this.
Copy !req
383. - I'm telling.
- Hey... No! I said "vacuum!"
Copy !req
384. Hurry, Peter. Steve's gonna be here
in five minutes.
Copy !req
385. Oh, crap. We're dead.
Copy !req
386. This is the end, boys.
Copy !req
387. Looks like our next stop
is a corner booth in a bar in heaven.
Copy !req
388. Peter, Nigel confessed. You're free!
Copy !req
389. You hear that, guys? We're free!
Copy !req
390. Freedom!
Copy !req
391. Get ready to die! Oh.
Copy !req
392. Huh.
Copy !req
393. I wonder what this feels like.
Copy !req
394. Ow! That hurts!
Copy !req
395. My God, is that what I've been doin'
to people? I belong here.
Copy !req
396. Ah, Horace, I never thought
I'd see you or the Clam again.
Copy !req
397. Ah! Florida stunk.
Copy !req
398. Alligator mounted me
when I wasn't lookin'.
Copy !req
399. Laid eggs in my lower intestine.
Copy !req
400. But you're all thirsty.
I'll bore you another time.
Copy !req
401. Here's to our wives.
Copy !req
402. They may not be as hot
as the women you see on TV,
Copy !req
403. or as entertaining.
Copy !req
404. But, um...
Copy !req
405. You know, I don't know where I'm goin'
with this. But thanks, anyway.
Copy !req
406. I guess that lousy Nigel
learned his lesson.
Copy !req
407. Whatever he gets is too good for him.
Copy !req
408. Dear Stewie, I want you to know
that I blame my father's death
Copy !req
409. and my incarceration in this hellhole
entirely on your awful mother.
Copy !req
410. If it takes the rest of my life,
Copy !req
411. I shall see that she suffers
a slow and painful death. Eliza.
Copy !req
412. Excellent. Here, have a look.
Copy !req
413. Good. Good.
Copy !req