I know them. I know them both.

I know them.

I know them in a way. I don't think I know them very well.

I know, I fought them.

I know you understand them, but I don't know.

I know them well.

Yes. I know them.

How'll I know them?

I don't know them.

I know them all.

I know them all.

I know them all.

I don't know what's in them. I don't want to know what's in them.

I don't have them. You took them, I know.

I wouldn't know them both, but... I'd know one of them.

I don't know what's inside them until I open them.

Oh, do I know them?

I don't even know them.

I know all about them.

Because I know them well.

I collect them, you know.

I know them pretty well.

I don't even know them.

I know. I've tried them.

I know, I could barely utter them.

I know, I weighed them for her.

I can never find them. I don't know where I put them.

I don't know them. But I do know the man on Navarone!

I know, you haven't met them.

I know where to get them.

I just want them to know

You know them all, I suppose.

I don't want to know them.

I know them all so well.

I like them too, you know.

I want to know how I impact them.

I know that, I heard them say so.

I know, but I owe them a dinner.

I think I know what's best for them.

I don't really know many constellations, the ones I do know you probably know them too.

I feel them, but I don't know how to explain them to you.

I just don't know when I can finish them.

I better let them know that I found you.

Some of them are phonies, and I know which ones. How do I know?

What's their name? Maybe I know them.