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[Spike and Whitey are falling
: Keep your legs straight when you hit the water!
[Whitey lands safely in the water, while Spike hits a cement stone
: I kept me legs straight, Spike.
[a power cord lands on Spike
: Whatever's going on, I assure you, I'm not involved. I'm just an innocent bystander. Spike
: Rita, Rita, Rita.
: Thought you could give us the slip?
[Slips and falls
: What are you looking at? Keep still! Come on, then! Right! Who have we got here? Whitey
: I believe he said his name was Millicent Bystander.
: Oh, I love a happy ending. Spike
: Oh, you've gone soft. I like unhappy endings, with lots of violence.
[the champagne bottle used to christen the Jammy Dodger II swings over and hits Spike; the cork pops and the bottle goes flying, taking Spike with it; offscreen crash
: Blimy, it's cold. Whitey
: That's why I wore me mittens. Spike
: Wha... Hitmen don't wear mittens! Take them off! You're embarrasing me! Whitey
: It's all right for you. You've got little hands. They don't freeze as much. Rita
: What are you, some kind of rat boomerang? Give me back my ruby! Roddy
: I haven't got your ruby!
[the ruby falls on his hand
: Okay. Well, now I've got your ruby.
[Talking about Spike's hands
: They're small but these are lethal weapons, these are. Whitey
: You got your mother's hands.
: All right, all right! It's time to bring out... the Persuader!
[takes out a nutcracker
: Your choice, mate. You can talk now, or you can talk later. Ain't that right, Persuader? Spike
: [through the nutcracker, in a much higher voice
] Yes, in a much higher voice.
: Any last requests? Roddy
: Yes. Could you fly, quite suddenly, off the boat, screaming like a girl? Spike
[Is jerked off the boat by a cord
: Bingo! Whitey
: Scrabble! Heh.
: Ohhh, Whitey! Whitey
: I saw an opportunity, and I took it.
: Are you sure about this, Spike? These things are dangerous. Spike
: Danger is my middle name! Whitey
: I thougth it was Lesley.
: Where are those idiots!
[talking to his tadpoles
: It's so hard to get good help these days, my boys.
[speaks baby talk
: Yes, that's right. Oh, come on out, my lovelies. Cheer your old Dad up. Poor Daddy, surrounded by filthy rats in this joy-less, sun-less void! But don't worry, Daddy will get rid of them all. They'll all be deady-weddy.
[Kisses tadpole tank. Whitey and Spike enter
: Did you find it?
[still in baby voice
: Huh? Toad
] Uh! Did you find it?
: Hey guys, I just had a tipoff. They're heading west, to Kensington. Spike
: Bingo! Whitey
: Scrabble! Spike
: Enough games! To the Ratmobiles!