(yes, I know it needs a better title)
HH: I tell you, I can take any common trollop off the street and pass her off as a duchess.
ED: ’Ere! ’Oo wants to buy me flowers!
WMAT: But there are no flowers in your basket…
ED: ’At’s wut vey call a euphemivvum, guv’na.
FS:
Even her?
HH: Even her!
FS: You 100 pounds sure?
HH: Done!
HH:
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