 I have only one little lamb left. Ah, ah, in Manolini! I like it too! Magnificent! But Burrito need not know about it. Then, a sundown. I have a little chore for you. A chore? For me? Sof cigars, your favorites. What do you say? Are you coming? Ha, ha, ha. Wait, there is a flock of stupid sheep who think dead going. The date is a sundown. Isn't he beautiful? Yes, but with us he's going to be happy from now on. Well, Mary, you now. If there's anyone here who thinks that you too shouldn't get married, something you didn't eat. Is that it? Or something to send off?