"So you will go to Pankot Palace ... and find Sivalinga ... and bring back to us. Bring back to us. Bring back to us."
Lady: "BARRY! You remember me? I taught you in third grade! My oh my, how you've grown. Makes me feel right honored, knowing one of my students is a leading candidate for the Presidency. I just can't get over how much you've changed from that buck-toothed little rascal who was too busy staring out the window to remember his times tables . . ." Reporters: Obama:
You gonna get me my foty acres?!? What about my mule? I've been waiting for decades! Ize tiahd of waitin'! "