“A newt?" "I got better.”
“She turned me into a newt.... But I got better...”
“Sir Beldevere: What makes you think she's a witch? Peasant 3: Well, she turned me into a newt! Sir Beldevere: A newt? Peasant 3: [meekly after a long pause] ... I got better. Crowd: [shouts] Burn her anyway! ”
“Self-taught, are you?" Julian Castle asked Newt."Isn't everybody?" Newt inquired."Very good answer.”
“I got better.”
“There was a sharp crack of splintering paneling, and Newt swore colorfully in Latin.”