Hey, sweetcheeks?
You wanna make the beast with two backs?
Come on. Try me.
Whaddya say?
You wanna fight, brev?
Come on. Try me.
Drunkard
Hey, sweetcheeks?
(incomprehensible drunken mumbling)
(incomprehensible drunken mumbling)
(incomprehensible drunken mumbling)
(incomprehensible drunken mumbling)
(incomprehensible drunken mumbling)
(incomprehensible drunken mumbling)
Leave me be.
Leave me be.
Look. If you ain’t buyin' me a drink, then we got no business talkin’.
(grunts) For me? All right.
You’re not so bad.
Now bug off.
(scoffs) Wench.
(scoffs) Wench.
(scoffs) Stupid git.