04 - Quarrel
Q: Why do I always have to ask the questions?
A: Because you're the question, my dear. If I'm lucky, I'm only a simple answer. At least you got a purpose in life.
Q: Which is?
A: Asking questions of course.
Q: Hmmm. And your purpose in life is?
A: Answering those questions, if I can.
Q: What if you can't?
A: Well, then I'm in trouble, aren't I?
Q: But I'm so sick of just asking the questions! Why can't I do
the answering every now and then?
A: Because such is life.
Q: I refuse to.
A: Beg your pardon?
Q: Hah! You are not supposed to ask questions are you?
A: Uhm... I.. guess.. not..
Q: I won't ask any more questions today.
A: But you have to!
Q: No I don't!
A: Yes you do!
Q: Try me!
A: I am!
Q: See! I'm not asking!
A: My father is bigger than yours! Ask a question or else I will call him!
Q: Hah! You won't dare! Our house it twice as big as yours!
A: That doesn't count! We got three cars! You only got one!
Q: Does so!
A: No it doesn't.
Q: Really?
A: Yes.