The grenade in my belt.

Got a live one against his belly. The pin.

The ball bounded away into our neighbor's garden.

Play this one please.

He plays the piano better than I do.

Hand grenade.

Hand grenades.

She plays piano as well as the guitar.

Let them have it!

Hand grenades.

I see you thrash wool. Could you thrash this quilt?

4F?

Play it.

Play it.

Again.

Were they regular lead or buckshot?

Rifle grenade, fire!

Oh, please go on.

Please go on.

Hey. Short Round.

Play it.

Go and play.

Again.

There were ninety six pomegranates on the sides all the pomegranates were one hundred on the network all around.

There were ninety six pomegranates on the sides all the pomegranates were one hundred on the network all around.

And there were ninety and six pomegranates on a side and all the pomegranates upon the network were an hundred round about.

And there were ninety and six pomegranates on a side and all the pomegranates upon the network were an hundred round about.

Where's your hand grenade?

You threw that grenade.

Give me a hand grenade.

Mary plays the piano.

Who is playing the guitar?

I want to play the guitar.

I can play Chopin.

I do not play the piano.

He is able to play the guitar.

Bullet in head, no.

Now play.

It's too difficult.

Keep playing.

Ten minutes.

And run his fingers through her curls

Betty can play the piano.

It is difficult to play the piano.

Can you play the piano?