- Anthony Raine: You insult me again, and you'll have to fight me.
- Rhodri Hughes: Very well. Your father was English.
- Davy: I bet you a penny I can make your breasts move without touching them.
- Bessy: All right then.
- Davy: [grabs Bessy's breasts vigorously] Oh well, it's only a penny...
- Sarah Jane: Well, Mr. Anthony, I can tell you that no man has dressed up in my underclothes since the day my late husband died.
- Mordecai Thomas: I take as my text the book of Genesis, chapter twenty-six. "And they blessed Rebecca, and said unto her, thou art our sister. Be thou the mother of thousands of millions, and let thy seed possess the gate of those which hate them". It is not revealed to us whether Abraham, Isaac and Jacob paid tolls to their enemies at the gate, but it is very sure that the gate was to them an oppression and an abomination.
- Sarah Hughes: You haven't got a hangover ?
- Rhodri Hughes: No.
- Sarah Hughes: What were you doing, out till four o'clock in the morning, if you weren't drinking ?
- Rhodri Hughes: Fornicating !
- Lord Sarn: Even Hughes, you have been found guilty of assault with a deadly weapon, in this instance a... sheep.
- Anthony Raine: Seeing as we are here, perhaps I could come in and say good evening to Rhiannon.
- Lord Sarn: No. If you want to say good evening to her, you will do it tomorrow morning.
- Lord Sarn: [to Anthony, who has just proposed to a hesitant Rhiannon] Pray do get on with it. What she needs is a good man on top of her.
- Anthony Raine: It seems to me we really do squeeze every last groat out of the farmers who use our roads.
- Lord Sarn: We do our best.
- Anthony Raine: Is it really necessary to have seven gates between St. Claire's and Pembroke?
- Lord Sarn: Lunch!
- Methodist preacher: So now let us pray for the deliverer raised up among us, so that the seed of Rebecca, Rebecca's daughters, shall indeed possess the gates of their enemies and lay them low!
- Capt. Marsden: [during the sermon in church] Clearly, Sir, he was inciting the farmers to insurrection.
- Lord Sarn: Incontinence, more likely. Damn methodists must have bladders like cast iron.