We must be willows. Slender, limber willows.

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

She sat in a wicker chair...

Isn't there a wicker trunk around here?

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.

And this is an English willow air diffuser, and that's softly moving that air current through the room.

There is too much acid in this orange.

Tom drank some orange juice.

Mr. Takayanagi wants to see me?

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.

Lancet flukes aren't smart.

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.

Hello, Luba. I'm back.

Hello, Luba. I am back.

Weeping willow, pillow. The first word.