He will believe.

Serge Gorely: You’re going to drop some chlorphenamine into my tea, and then you’re going to rape me.

It seems…

It’s hard to live doing nothing…

“Hide, you bastards.”

Baby, could you do me a favor?

I’m with you!

When your wife started liking your friend (with those suspicious glances…)

The bandits will arrive, get offended, and become upset.

Maybe we should listen to some music?

This is either a lying police officer, a cat, or an old woman.