It will happen on a Saturday. You will be behind the wheel of your car, you are whistling. You do not see the crossroads. All of a sudden, a train will hit from your left and you will be crushed.
Nemo's mother: You're not funny! [turns to Harry] Nemo thinks he can predict the future.

I can.
Nemo's mother: No one can predict the future, no one knows what's going to happen!

I do.
Nemo's mother: [slaps his face] Well if you could, you'd know you were going to get that.

I knew you'd say that.