Every time I come up here, the spirit soars! You can't help thinking what a wonderful place it would be to set up a machine gun! Give me a small sQuad of hand-picked men and I could defend this place indefinitely!
Never mind his GRIP, how's he GOING to protect Nora with a GRIP like that? Suppose some bloke, who was frustrated and lonely, suddenly leapt out on our Nora?
My GOODNESS, how frustrated and lonely can you GET?