You've gotta stop all this snacking, Monterey!
Yeah! We could all have been caught on account of you!
[shaking salt over his snacks] Ah, you're exaggerating. I'm as fit as I ever was.
Uh-huh.
You mates are mistaking me muscularity for fat.
[He sits in a chair, which promptly collapses under his weight]
Uh-huh.





