“I warn you, I’ve been trained to kill since birth.”
“How long have you been training to be a prat?”
“I just don’t think chopping someone’s head off is cause for a celebration.”
“I don’t know what it said on your invitation, but on mine it said ‘celebration’.”
“So killing things mends a broken heart?”
“I’m starting to get the hang of this whole ‘deception’ lark.”
“Look on the bright side: you’ve still got me!”
“Is that supposed to cheer me up?”
“This whole place stinks of cleanliness.”
“You do know your wife is a troll?”
“You’ve got a suspicious air about you. Shifty.”
“Do not. Let go. Of the rope.”
“We can dress him up as a woman.”
“At least you’ve got your sense of humour back.”
“You are such a girl’s petticoat.”
“I may be a wimp, but at least I’m not a… dollop-head.”
“Are you saying I look like a toad?”
“You know what your problem is? All talk and no trousers.”
“Do you need your comfort blanket?”
“We are literally chasing shadows.”
“Why am I always the butt?”
“It’s a man throwing sticks in the air.”
“I’m just… checking for woodworms…”
“Why have you got stew in your hair?”
“How extremely clever and funny. There are no limits to your wit.”
“So there’s no chance we could have a hug?”
“Don’t think too hard —— I wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself.”
“Have you ever heard of the word ‘sorry’?”
“You’re threatening me with a spoon?”
“Is that actually a compliment?”
“Have you some sort of mental affliction?”
“I said distract them, not knock them out.”
“I thought you were going in for a hug.”
“Can’t you count sheep like everyone else?”
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