OK, but can you actually buy one? Would you settle for one of the, wadda ya call 'em, recreations?
I’m fine, thanks. But if your house has a fireplace, I’d like to sit and talk sometimes in front of the fire in the winter.
Money can’t buy what I need the most. I want a child in my life again. Someone who needs a tickling of the feet. Or who likes tea parties and screaming contests and playing Authors. Find someone to run to me just one more time when my car pulls up out front.
Oh, I dunno. Maybe that’s not it either.
A time machine, please. I want to go back to, oh, about 1974 and find this guy and smack the living stupid out of him. Then by the year 2007 I’ll probably be able to repay you the cost of the time machine.