"He'll never get the nomination. You know that, don't you?" my narrow-minded neighbor needled me.
"No, I don't know that. I know he's going to be our President. It's time."

"He'll never win the election. You know that, don't you?" the bigoted good-ole-boy badgered me.
"No, I don't know that. I know he's going to be our President. It's time."

"He'll never live to be inaugurated. You know that, don't you?" the grumpy old guy groused.
"No, I don't know that. I know he's going to be our President. It's time."