Call me Mrs. Whatsit.
Mrs. who?
No, Mrs. Whatsit. Mrs. Who is... She's like a billion years older, and way more knowledgeable.
What can I do for you, Mrs... "Whatsit"?
I caught her stealing sheets. Guys, she's harmless.
You're seventeen. Come on. What do you know about harmless?
Have I ever been wrong?
One of these days, you might be, Charles Wallace.
Oh, I highly doubt that. He's one of the greatest minds in recent history. He's prodigious. But of course, we can't take any credit for our talents. It's how we use them that counts.