Lady Daley:
All this talk of Big Dick. I've had enough of it!
[Madame Desiree passes him on the stairs carrying a sword]
Capt. Desmond Fancey:
I wouldn't fancy a poke with that.
Madame Desiree:
What did you say?
Capt. Desmond Fancey:
Your blade, ma'am.
Madame Desiree:
I shouldn't worry
[pointing the blade at his crotch]
Madame Desiree:
You don't look as if you've got much to lose.
["Big" Dick is points his pistol at Madame Desiree]
Madame Desiree:
That Doesn't scare me. I've seen bigger ones in my time.
Dick Turpin:
That doesn't surprise me.
Reverend Flasher:
Ah, I see. Well, I'd like to use my organ again.
Capt. Desmond Fancey:
I beg your pardon?
Reverend Flasher:
The bellows are leaking and they do cost so much to repair them.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
