Billy Butcherson
[to Winifred, after finally freeing his mouth]
Wench! Trollop! You buck toothed, mop riding firefly from hell! [happily to Max] I've waited centuries to say that.
Max
Say what you want; just don't breathe on me!
Winifred Sanderson
Billy! I killed you once, I shall kill you again, you maggoty malfeasance! Hang on to your heads!


