Rhona: Hah! Not much of a Shot, are you, Flint?
Flint: You should know, Dinsmore.
Rhona: I should, after studying you for so long.
Flint: Then you finally admit your Obsession with me!
Rhona: And how many Men have you sent after me, just this week, Flint?
Flint: What did you expect? That I would come in Person? You overestimate your Importance.
Rhona: You’re a Pig, Flint.
Flint: Oh… don’t be stroppy, Dinsmore.
Rhona: Oh, don’t be such a Beard-Splitter.
Flint: Is that what you tell all the Lads at the Punch House?
Rhona: I would, but you always beat me to it.
Flint: Ape Leader!
Rhona: Dandy Prat.
Flint: Stop! I’m blushing.
Rhona: Oh, you make me Ill.