Lancet flukes aren't smart.

There is a willow grows aslant a brook that shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream.

It was a randomized control study published in The Lancet.

I submit that the intelligence of a lancet fluke is down there somewhere between petunia and carrot.

We got catfish, collard greens and I baked a hoecake.

Well, it's because its brain had been infected with a lancet fluke that was needed to get into the belly of a sheep or a cow in order to reproduce.

We must be willows. Slender, limber willows.

Willows.

Willows.

Who did I get involved with?

Pussy willow!

Gigliola.

Gigliola.

Giglio...

Luba, it's me!

She likes oranges.

Takayanagi. Yes, I know of him.

What willow trees?

Weeping willows?

Don't blame me... I have to...

Does she like oranges?

Orange juice, please.

Orange juice or champagne?

We sell orange juice.

Porto Velho

I'm off to Luba's.

Then make do without my help and go tell Madam Koji about your failure.

There is too much acid in this orange.

Tom drank some orange juice.

Mr. Takayanagi wants to see me?

We brought him back in the truck in a wicker trunk.

She sat in a wicker chair...

There's no need to get so upset...

We must be willows.

Bennet? That's who you are! You're their leader.

I think we'd better do something.

Turn out the light.

Yes, orange juice, please.

She squeezed the juice from many oranges.

I'd like an orange juice.

Tom drank his orange juice.

I want some orange juice.

The girl drinks orange juice.

I'm Takayanagi.

Revealed my feelings to Gigliola.