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| Boy, I sure could use some berries for my wife who is sick at home. Hey, over by that creepy house, a berry tree! I'll just grab a couple. No harm done. | |
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| What in the name of Uncle Arthur are you doing?! Those are my berries! | |
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| I was just grabbing some for my wife. She's sick and... | |
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| This is private property. My crystal ball foretold that someone would come to steal my berries. I should put a curse on you. | |
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| Waitasecond, the weird hat, the dark clothes, the big house, the threat of curses. You're Jewish, aren't you? | |
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