Roger:*entra con occhiali da sole arancioni e vestito indiano*

Brian: NO.

Roger: I have a Mercury...

Brian:NO

Roger: I have a Deacon....

Brian: BASTA.

Roger: Uh! Dearcury!

Roger: I have a May
I have a Taylor...

Brian: FERMATI CRISTOIDDIO.

Roger: Uh! Maylor!

Roger: I have a Maylor I have a Dearcury...

Brian: No.

Roger: UH! MAYLCURY!

*urla disperato*