Jessie
[the gang is holding Sprog] [pleading]
Please. Give me my baby.
Toecutter
Jessie, Jessie, Jessie. You've not got a sense of humor. You've got a pretty face, though. Awful pretty. Awful pretty. I suppose you don't need a sense of humor with a pretty face. The only trouble is though, Missy, if you should... [wiping his face roughly with his hand, then whispering] ...lose the face...
Jessie
Please don't hurt my baby.
Toecutter
...you've got NOTHING.
Jessie
What do you WANT from me?
Toecutter
Don't change the subject.

