- Sir John Glutton: For the past nine years, my Godmother, to whom I have written with the most practilious regularity, had believed me to be married. Not only married, but with an heir. If she finds I am a bachelor, she won't leave me a farthing.
- Gooch: Then you must marry before her visit
- Sir John Glutton: She's coming tomorrow night. Where shall I find a wife before then? They don't grow on trees!
- Dick Turpin: Tab, where's Gooch?
- Tabitha: Indoors. He won't be coming in the barn, though...
- Dick Turpin: [slightly embarrassed in front of Swiftnick] Ehm, Tab, ehm, we're not going in the barn.
- Tabitha: [diseappointed] Oh, aren't we?
- Sir John Glutton: Shall we dine?
- Countess: Ah! He always did put his belly first. And look at him now!
- [prods Glutton's belly with her cane]
- Sir John Glutton: Sophonisba, you're like no other woman I've ever met...
- Swiftnick: [whispering to Tab] That's true!
- Dick Turpin: [disguised as Sophonisba] I bet you say that to all the young ladies.
- Sir John Glutton: No, no, on me honor.
- Dick Turpin: What about my honor, Sir John?
- Sir John Glutton: Save with me, Sophonisba!