Grandfather:
Well, you got me here so do your worst, but by God, I'll take one of you with me! I know your game. Get me into that tiled room and then out come the rubber hoses!
Police Inspector:
Oh, there's a fire, is there?
Grandfather:
You ugly, great brute. You have sadism stamped all over your bloated British kisser!
Police Inspector:
Eh?
Grandfather:
I'll go on hunger strike! I know your caper. The kidney punch and the rabbit clout. The third degree and the size twelve boot ankle tap.
Police Inspector:
What's he on about?
Grandfather:
I'm a soldier for the Republic! You'll need the mahogany truncheons on this boyo.
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