Mister Pump, go to Hobson's livery.
Tell him I want a fast horse, not one of his ropy old nags, something with a bit of fizz in his blood.
Extra fizz; very good, Mister Lipvig.
Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are when considering violence?
Violence and retribution.
I think I'm getting somewhere!
Are you the one who wants some extra fizz in his horse?
You must be from Hobson's Livery.
I am Hobson. And I've brought you ... Boris!
Let him go! Woohoo! YAAAAAAAAAAAH! Look out! Boris! BO-O-O-RI-I-IS! NO-O-O-O!
Boris. You -- have been a very naughty boy. And you know what happens, to naughty boys?
Oh, you seem to have the Boris touch. I don't suppose you'd care for a ride?
I hardly know you.
I'm rather banking on that.
Smooth answer, slick!