- Sir John Glutton: How sharper than a serpents tooth it is to have a thankless child! William Shakespeare, Hamlet, you know.
- Jem Clayton: King Lear!
- Sir John Glutton: If I say it's Hamlet, then it's Hamlet! You presumptuous young puppy!
- Sir John Glutton: The body must be recovered, Jack.
- Jack Foxwell: Yes, Sir John.
- Sir John Glutton: And the young hostages disposed off.
- Jack Foxwell: Oh, no.
- Sir John Glutton: No, no, Jack, you mistake me, you mistake me entirely. The slate quaries for the boy... and the girl to me plantation in Jamaica as soon as can be arranged. Their little holiday is over, ain't it, Jack?
- Jem Clayton: Who are you?
- Swiftnick: Swiftnick.
- Jem Clayton: Swiftnick...
- [starts to sing]
- Jem Clayton: Bold Swiftnick once with Turpin rode ro rob the Dover mayor.
- Swiftnick: Hey! Did ya hear that, Lucy? I'm famous! Go on!
- Lucy: Swiftnick!
- Lucy: Fire! Fire! There's a fire in the east wing, Sir John!
- Sir John Glutton: Well, put it out, you unnecessary idiot!
- Swiftnick: Should've come to you, shouldn't I? Been a fool.
- Dick Turpin: Reckless, headstrong, but not a fool.