I love the watch.

OK, I love you.

Love me or leave me.

Oh, yes, that would be lovely, your dear.

It's a piece of junk.

Get the jerk a cup of water.

The ocean is a state of mind.

That's one hell of a leather jacket.

You want a piece of junk, you go to a junkyard.

I would like a little iced cappuccino and maybe a peach danish and perhaps a little pepito sauce just on the side would be lovely.

He's a disgrace to the profession of retail electronics.

It's the Cadillac of watches.

No, of course not, Ma.

And you're afraid of the water.

It's all part of my ongoing curiosity and fascination with marine life and oceanography.

I'm missing Wheel of Fortune for this.

Why do you want one of those?

That is the Cadillac of underwater watches.

I'm going back to that den of thieves, and I'm getting every cent of my money back.

Get them the hell out of there, now!