It's still there.

Excuse me. I think I've got a little something stuck in my...

There it is.

In my throat. Like a nut or a...

or a field mouse or something like that. I don't know.

Am I rambling? I'm a little nervous, if I'm being honest.

I...

Sir Lionel Frost, I presume.

Hi.

I don't believe it.

I mean, you can speak.

Yes. And, um, I write as well.

My penmanship isn't great, but, uh...

you know, opposable thumbs and...

fat fingers, you know?

How can you speak?

Good question. How can I speak?

Well, I watched at first. I listened.

I paid attention to a lot of things.

I learned, I stole books, newspapers here and there.