Like Mr. Donely.

Neither do I, monsieur.

Our congratulations, Mr Deeds.

And that was that the Internet loves Mister Splashy Pants.

Now, that's most interesting to me, mr. Leyden.

I resent that, sir!

I'm just loving this, sir.

Did you care for the poem, Mr. Burns?

Congratulations, Master Wooley.

Mr. Sylvester, congratulations.

Mr. Mundson is allergic to messenger boys.

A very big hit, Mr. Hunter. Congratulations.

Mr. Krause likes music. You like music, honey?

Mr. Grey didn't enjoy his work.

You like music, Mr. Kringelein?

I don't like this, mr.

I like your rules, Mr. Rossi.

We all like Mr. Cates very much.

I'm beginning to like you, Mr Bond.

Allow me, sir, to congratulate you on behalf of the house.

Damn sporting of you, sir.

Listen partner, you may not like my nose, but I do.

It's not that I don't like you.

But I don't think I like you, Mr. Davis.

Had a lot of pride. I like that. Oh, I do too, sir.

Mr Hughson may not like gambling. Everyone likes to gamble, even you.

How do you want your bacon, Mr. Marlow?

I don't believe Mr. McKay cares much for horses.

Mr. Gantry, I just had to congratulate you.

I've never liked you, Mr. McCabe.

Oh, I do. I do. I like it very much, sir.

In fact, I don't like you, Mr. Norton. Goodbye, gentlemen.

I hope you enjoy the hat, Mr. Stovall.

No, I don't consort brutality, Mr. Bush.

Gentlemen, I'm toasting my favourite new perfume.

Well, I'd prefer to stand, if you don't mind, sir.

Who knows? She may get you back in his favour.

You probably wouldn't like that other place as much, senor.

Come along, you'll like monsieur Grammont.

I'm not interested in whether you like it or not, Mr Rash, just as long as you do as I tell you.

Do you like algerian coffee, mr. Leyden?

Alfred, I think Mr. Castleman would like a brandy.

Mr. Fabian, you're a fine young man.

Why, Mr. Benedict, this is a good surprise.

Mmhmm. In the beginning, I didn't like Mr. MacNamara... but he's been just marvy.