"No matter how strong / I'm gonna take you down / With one little stone / I'm gonna break you down"
Scene from Dinnertime for the Sons of Karincita and Tricky:
Tita: Come sit at the table, guys. Time for dinner.
Monchichi: What's for dinner?
Tita: You have a sandwich and your brother has some cut-up veggies and goodies.
Monchichi: A sandwich is not dinner.
Tita: No? Then what's dinner?
Monchichi: I want pasta and chicken* and broccoli . . . Please.
Tita: Yyyeah . . . How about the yummy sandwich your mom lovingly made for you?
Monchichi: Okay. Can I have a cookie after?
Tita: Sure. Just one.
Monchichi: How about two? The monkeys in the barrel want a cookie, too.
Tita: Eat your sandwich and we'll talk.
This kid could have a promising career as a diplomatic negotiator.
"Dinner at Eight" by Rufus Wainwright, though really the boys ate dinner at seven.
*I assume he means veggie "chicken".