Birnam.

Don Birnam.

Don Birnam, he'd whisper.

Come here, Birnam.

Oh, that Don Birnam!

All right, Mr. Birnam.

Hello, Mr. Birnam.

Yes, Mr. Birnam?

Good. My name is Don Birnam.

Yes, Mr. Birnam.

Yeah, Mr. Birnam?

What kind of Birnam?

I've been waiting for Mr. Birnam.

The Bottle. A novel by Don Birnam.

I'm sorry, Mr. Birnam.

Mr. Birnam, this is the morning.

Goodbye, Mr. Birnam.

Okay, what do you want, Mr. Don Birnam, Esquire?

It's me, Mr. Birnam.

You're awfully pretty, Mr. Birnam.

Mr. Don Birnam, as I live and breathe.

Look who's here from New York, the Birnam brothers.

Mr. Birnam, all I got is a semiformal.

This Birnam fellow went to Cornell, didn't he?

The other Don Birnam. There are two of us, you know

Great, big pyramid of books, and a novel by Don Birnam.

Mr. Birnam, why don't you lay off the stuff for a while?

Mr. Birnam, you ought to go home. It's late.

Hello, Mr. Birnam. Happy to have you back with the organization.

This business is a formality. Don Birnam is dead already.

I don't want you to give your promise... to anybody but Don Birnam.

I know what goes on in this house. I know Mr. Don Birnam.