[whistling]
- Number one, my friend!
Oh, yes.
[trills tongue]
- Your wife?
- FiancéeÜÜÜÜÜ
will be his wife.
- She can carry?
- She can carry, yes.
- Yeah, don'tÜÜÜÜ
don't worry about me.
No, I'm strong.
- Number one, my friend!
My friend.
[laughs]
- Number one.
Yeah.
— The Loneliest Planet