I find the doctors are very surprised when they realise I'm genned up about my condition.

He felt disquieted by the lack of interest the child had shown.

[M]ostly the moviegoer has to put up with clumsily contrived fist fights, musical brogues spoken as though the actor were coping with an excess of tobacco juice in his mouth, mugging that plays up all the trusted hokums that are supposed to make the Irish so humorous-sympathetic, and a script that tends to resolve its problems by having the cast embrace, fraternity-brother fashion, and break out into full-throated ballads.

I'll admit, I like how you kick it / Now you're talkin' baby, that's the ticket