Just like your old...

Men are like babies.

Well, it looks like a pretty small farewell party.

Just like the county fair when I was a kid.

That it would be like a little grave.

It's about the size of an egg.

You're acting like a coward!

A burglar's nightmare.

And so it's sort of a mini well.

Well, it reminds me a little bit of surgery.

They're like children.

blood.

Stop treating me like a child. Well then, stop behaving like one.

Like a million little yellow bells.

Like the mountains, and the hills, deer, pine trees and the wind.

Like Miss Park Avenue here, matey?

You really talk like a child.

She was acting like a puppy.

Like our little band in the Underground during the War.

Just like a baby, all pink and powdered up.

Because he was a little man, Joe. Like you, a little man.

They're like tiny little flies and they fly around.

So, he was like a kid in a candy store.

Watch me like a bug under a glass, if they want to.

I ran as little Jimmy had run the other day.

Look at the smith, moaning like a rabbit drowning in piss.

Charming. Just like an English country hotel.

No. So many new children came in today. Haven't you met her?

Pastors are like on 24 hours a day call. They're like doctors.

Kiss me the way you used to, Mother when I was very little.

They behaved just like the children.

Yeah, they're like kids, you know.

The 20 arrondissements of Paris are these little neighborhoods.

Now he'd play with a miss like a cat with a mouse

The kind you probably made yourself when you were a child.

She's like an ornery heifer sometimes, hard to hold down.

In social aspect of his life he was just like a child, he was not at all matured.

And that bed, like a gilded rowboat.

Let's stay close like when you were wee.

This whole week at Okinawa's been weird, Padre, just like dry runs no shooting from the shore, no kamikazes.

I was the guinea pig., I'm telling you, this was, like talk about a tourist attraction.

The birds' home is in the forest, the fish's home is in the river, the bees' home is in the flowers, and the little children's is in China. We love our motherland from the time we're little, as the birds love the forest, the fish love the river, and the bees love the flowers.

You walked out on me. No goodbye, no nothing.

And I tell them I sleep like a baby I wake up crying every two hours.

As of this moment, you're six years old.