Rita:
[after Billy reopens the door]
You rotten. lying, crossed-eyed git. You're nothing else.
Billy Fisher:
[clearly not wanting her to come inside]
Hello, Rita. Sorry, I can't ask you in. We're havin' our chimney swept.
Rita:
They'll be havin' you swept before I finish.
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