- Dick Turpin: Come on, we'll see Sam Morgan.
- Swiftnick: Who's he?
- Dick Turpin: He's a blacksmith. He made Bess a fine set of circular shoes didn't he girl, eh?
- [kisses his horse]
- Swiftnick: Circular?
- Dick Turpin: Yeah, so he can't be tracked. Don't know whether you're coming or going.
- Sir John Glutton: Have the villain whipped.
- Captain Nathan Spiker: I've had him whipped.
- Sir John Glutton: Then have him whipped again. Show a little innitiative. Don't you ever think yourself? Do I have to tell you everything?
- Sir John Glutton: Where's Gregory?
- Swiftnick: [pointing his pistol at Glutton] Oh eh, I gave him the rest of the day off.
- Sir John Glutton: Who the devil are you?
- Swiftnick: [pulls down his scarf] Swift Nick.
- Sir John Glutton: Swift Nick? What the devil sort of name is that?
- Dick Turpin: Spiker, if you shoot me, you'll be looking for a new master. And after what happened today, nobody will want you.
- Isaac Rag: My blessings on you, captain. And to you, young sparkler. May you have a bright and prosporous future. The both on ya.
- [laughs]