A. Did you know, Mr. B that your son is attempting to bring an outside party into this situation? Did you know that?
B. : No.
A. : He is, Mr. B
B. Who?
A. : A ni ga .
B. : A ni ga ?
A. : A ni ga cook.
B. : How?
A. : Your son has a very great talent. I don't think you are aware how great it is. That he is attempting to use that very talent against your will.
B. : He is a very willful boy.
A. : Indeed he is, Mr. B . A very willful boy. A rather naughty boy, if I may be so bold, sir.
B. : It's his mother. She, uh, interferes.
A. : Perhaps they need a good talking to, if you don't mind my saying so. Perhaps a bit more. My girls, sir, they didn't care for the *censored* at first. One of them actually stole a pack of matches, and tried to burn it down. But I "corrected" them sir. And when my wife tried to prevent me from doing my duty, I "corrected" her.