Rob Roy
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I am but a bastard abroad,
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seeking my fortune
and the favours of great men,

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as big a whore as my mother ever was.
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I'm pregnant by you, Archie.
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Well.
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When it asks for its father's name,
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at least you'll have it to give.
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Mr Cunningham, it's me... Killearn.
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A word with you.
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Don't let him see me.
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You are a carbuncle
on this arse of a country.

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And if you ever inform against me
to His Lordship again,

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I'll squeeze the pus out of you
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with my bare hands.
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My, Archie,
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but you have a rare contempt in you.
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I gave you no leave
to call me familiar.

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Could I pay for the privilege?
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At a fair price.
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What are you gibbering about?
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Money, Archie. Money. What else?
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How much money?
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Let's talk inside over a dram.
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It's chill on the stairs.
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Say what you have to say.
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I am engaged within.
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Ah, you've Betty on her back.
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How much money?
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£1,000.
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£1,000.
What does £1,000 look like?

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Will we have enough ponies to carry it?
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Not coin. A note of credit
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drawn on His Lordship.
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- What interest, Rob?
- One fifth.

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And he gets £200 profit for three months?
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Aye. That's the price of cash,
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and we must plan the matter
to the last penny.


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