"A kiss." "Just a kiss." "Come now, pretty." "You're lovely, so you are." " I want you." " No!" "Come." "You've nothing to fear." "Come to me now." "Come here, bitch!" "I said come here, bitch!" "I want you, you whining bitch!" "You abortion!" "God damn you!" "Follow you?" "I'd as soon follow the devil" "A piebald, Tom, 15 hands high." "Well worth the taking." "Talk of conscience to me?" "I have no more of that dull commodity than you have!" "You cannot say that I did not offer you the choice." "And this, sir, is the price you pay!" "Merry-making, sir?" "Who could be merry-making at this time of night?" "Aha' in such a place aha' such weather!" "Thy impudence is very great to talk of heaven or hell to me!" "Do you think that there's no other way to heaven but through Westminster Hall?" "Hold there, you!" " Leg!" "Seize the leg!" " Sure!" "Got it!" "His pistol!" "Boy!" "Hey!" "Now." "Hold it stable!" "Drink up, man, drink up." "Ha!" "We're a long time dead." "Stay with me." "Won't you please stay?" "Forever." "Young man." "You have been arraigned upon an indictment for robbery, on the King's highway, and have been found guilty after a full and candid trial." "From your youth, you might have expected to live many, many years." "But your engaging in vicious and immoral courses have at length brought you to this untimely end." "A day of this sort you cannot but have expected, and it hath now overtaken you." "It may be so in London, but the law's different in the country." "It's a bond, I tell you." "We owe it him." "He's been up there three months." "Why tonight?" "There's no moon." "No one to see us." "What do we gain by it?" "It could be you up there, lad." "The ladder's ready." "I've seen to that." "Keep your voice down, Joe." "Ah, we'd best away, then." "What does a dead man care?" "There's no peace for a dead man." "A dead man being in iron chains." "Digging a hole, though, in that place?" "Not me." "Play your card and stop your blabbing." "Not on consecrated ground." " Pox on ye, Gipsy!" " Give me your pledge now." " But they'll know it's us for sure!" " Your pledge." "Both of you." "" Shh!" "What in Jesus' name are you doing?" "If I have to find the spade, I must have light, must I not?" "They was working over there just yesterday!" "I'll not work in darkness, not here." "Joe, you go with him to the new grave, and hurry and don't you bloody fall in." "Oh, the spirits are strong round such places." "And a pledge is a pledge." "Now hurry, damn you." "Are you sure this isn't hallowed ground as well?" "Are you a baby?" "Stop your whining." "Here baby." "You take it." "' Joe!" "' Aye." " Spirits not got to you yet, then?" " Don't you tempt providence." "Providence ain't interested in the likes of me." "Or you." "That'll do." "That'll have to do." "That's deep enough." "Sooner we get out of here, the better." "Will, make sure the ladder's still down by the hedge." " Right." " Get that light going, Joe!" "What, and let the King's men know we're here?" " Fool." " I'm not going near that gibbet after midnight." "It's black as pitch." "I'd rather take my chances with a thousand evil spirits than with three of those bastard runners." "The ladder's there." "Well, I'm not going nowhere without no light." "Nor me." "Afraid your souls'll be snatched away?" "Ls that it?" "Climbing Tom's gibbet at this time of night's no idle fear, Gypo, and well you know it!" "With Tom up there to protect us?" "I'm not going without light." "All right, I'll give you alight." "Make sure your souls don't fly away." "But don't blame me if it's your bodies you lose." "Come on!" "Oh, no!" "He ain't no pretty picture, to be sure." "Let's get on with it." "There's nothing left of him." "You lay Tom to rest." "I'll bury the Bishop's remains." "Will?" "Get the sack open." "Tom will like it in there." "He'll be more comfortable." "Not much left of you, My Lord, is there now?" "Now, now, gentlemen." "No time for tears." "Let's get this top back on." "We don't want Tom to catch the chill, do we?"