Hello there, Spencer. I see you, you boy. Boy. I see you Spencer, with my eyes. You're the architect of my dreams, Spencer. You plan them and build them on blue paper and hand them to me. And then I dream them, Spencer. That's what you do for me. Thank you for that, Spencer, you prick. I'm a magician, Spencer. A furious magician. Avada kedavra, Spencer. To you, avada kedavra, to you, Spencer. You think you're something special, Spencer? Do you think you're something brand new? But you're old oats, Spencer. You're old, dry, stale, oats. Spencer. I'm a magician, Spencer. A furious magician. You're tall glass of water, aren't you Spencer? You boy, precious boy. I'm Ben Bernanke, Spencer, and I want your teeth for the Federal Reserve. I'm cutting interest rates in half, Spencer, and I need your teeth. I'll admit, Spencer, you're handsome, but have you done with it. You think you can mock me, Spencer? Do you? Do you think you can mock me? Do you think you can capture my essence and throw it back at me with humor and, and rhetorical devices? Well you can't, Spencer. You don't know what I'm capable of. I need your teeth for my Lonely Hearts club band, Spencer. Ben Bernanke. I'm a magician, Spencer. A furious magician. Are you proud of your country, Spencer? Are you proud of your country? I bet you are, you pretty little boy. Sitting up there in your high chair, demanding more applesauce. Well you've already got enough applesauce, Spencer. There's plenty of applesauce on your plate. I'm going to kiss you Spencer. On the lips. You sexy little rattlesnake. You naughty little baby boy. You rambunctious little infant. My mother tries to get me to go on dates, Spencer. Do you know what that's like? Do you know how humiliating that is, Spencer? You boy, Spencer. Spencer! Spencer. Oh my god! You tall drink of water, Spencer. I'm a magician, Spencer. A furious magician. I love you, Spencer. I'm gonna spank you silly.