I’m warning you now, boy: Any funny business. Any at all, and you won’t leave that cupboard of yours until Christmas.

You, boy, are asking for a world of hurt. Unfortunately, I can’t leave you alone here, since last time, you somehow managed to blow up the bathroom. Now get in.

He’ll not be going, I tell you! I won’t be paying for some crackpot old fool to teach him magic tricks!