When you slap paint on like putty?

He was beating time.

We were playin' poker.

And so I'll pat them on the head and send them off to bed

Waves crashing against the coast.

Clap like a birdie. Clap like a birdie, step in time Clap like a birdie, step in time

Clap like a birdie... in time

He patted her bum.

You're going to make the music and the rhythm.

I know your touch. I know a slap from a slug!

I'll clap my hands and you go on dancing.

That wonderful blue water tumbling over the rocks.

So I'm going to start another beat for you, like this.

You were shooting, and who could bother you then?

And if we now beat up and down ...

What about these pictures?

and you see, Turbo's pretty intent on his flipper patting.

So, I was just asked to go and shoot this film called Elizabeth.

I wanted to document on film the 2008 presidential elections.

It was my whole self melting into Michaela's lap.

That's for those I'm trying to put across. I just stay in the background, where I belong.

And swat us away like flies, the way we swat away flies when we go into the rainforest and start logging it.

Did you ever get sandbagged at night because somebody got unfavorable publicity from your camera?

If I can just say, Please clap and create the sound of thunder.

And please try to create that through your clapping. Try. Just please try.

The sound that you hear are their heels... beating up and down against the tubs.

Clapa your hands

And you can see here that the flash of light has exactly the same effect.

So Disney can make a new 200 million movie that flops, and nobody calls the attorney general.

Whee! Film me! Film me!

I like it. Take the picture.

It's very complicated, but it turns out they flap their wings very quickly.

I'm not going to warn you again about those photographs, 11 down and 1 to go...

So it's taken me almost a year to gain access into these places.

The roof is sound... and the walls have withstood the Atlantic gales for two centuries.

He patted me on the shoulder.

You see, day and night, year in, year out... they listen to the pound and stir of the waves.

He tapped me on the shoulder.

Nothing doing, fellows. Skip it.

Otherwise it's God bless and goodbye.

If you really want a picture of me breaking an egg, you'll have to wait till I cream the butter and sugar.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder.

She patted her son on the shoulder.

One pitch with a hound is worth 10,000 words.

Clap your hands, slap your thighs, gimme some heat, man!