(he’s got a British accent)

“What ten items would I bring to an island?” He rubs his chin.

“Well, I would probably take a bed.” He thinks for a second.

“This is bloody harder than I thought.” He chuckles.

“Uuuuuuuum, a weapon of some sort. Oh, and some food…and water.”

“What is that three? Okay. Um can I take a person with me?”

“Ok then I would bring my love. Whether she likes it or not.”

“I’m not going to a bloody deserted island by myself! I would go crazy!” He throws his head back and laughs.

“I would bring a book, a writing utensil, ummm. How bout a boat? Can I do that?”

“Several boats then.”