I want you to drive me to the Yacht Harbor.

She's my niece, and I asked her to fly here and be King Alexander's companion during his visit.

I've got to get you to tell me where to pick up his suitcases.

Miss Hathaway will have to drive me home.

That niece of yours sure took a shine to me.

Chucks, you can call me Gator Face if you want to.

And do you want me to contact your Swiss bank for the balance?

I was listening to the whole thing, and boy, that's a lot for me.

I shall remember your kindness when my people return me to the throne of Sibelius.

But to use her exact words, she said, uh, that don't cut no mustard with me.