In the local bombed-out cafe, they gather round and they say: “What're we gonna do 'bout the !+$%$!# imperialistic Yankee big dog, huh? What're we gonna do? They come in here …I'm talkin' to you! Put down the beans! Listen, what're we gonna do?”
And what the America does... while these people are talking,...they very, very gradually build a Starbucks around them. They all become addicted to latte and they lose the will to rebel. And then they turn into Americans after a couple of weeks. (American accent) “Hi, I'm Irish. My grandmother was O'Flaherty. Did you know 'er?” I always say: "Yes, yes, I did... But then again everybody did."