Actually that’s Good Jen, Then we don’t have to worry about getting pulled over by those pesky Mounties for a PUI. Peddling Under the You get it.

Dennis Moore:
Don’t worry, I’ve… I’ve brought you something.

Male Peasant: Medicine at last?

Dennis Moore:
No.

Male Peasant:
Food?

Dennis Moore:
No.

Male Peasant:
Some blankets perhaps… clothes… wood for the fire…

Dennis Moore:
No. Lupins!

Male Peasant:
(exploding) Oh Christ!

Dennis Moore:
(astonished) I thought you liked them.

Male Peasant:
I’m sick to bloody death of them.

Female Peasant:
So am I.

Male Peasant:
She’s bloody dying and all you bring us is lupins. All we’ve eaten mate for the last four bleeding weeks is lupin soup, roast lupin, steamed lupin, braised lupin in lupin sauce, lupin in the basket with sauted lupins, lupin meringue pie, lupin sorbet… we sit on lupins, we sleep in lupins, we feed the cat on lupins, we burn lupins, we even wear the bloody things!

Dennis Moore:
Looks very smart.

Male Peasant:
Oh shut up! We’re sick to death with the stench of them. (sound of a miaow and then a bump) Look. The cat’s just choked itself to death on them. (we see a dead cat with lupins coming out of its mouth) I don’t care if I never see another lupin till the day I die! Why don’t you go out and steal something useful!

Dennis Moore:
Like what?

Male Peasant:
Like gold and silver and clothes and wood and jewels and…

Dennis Moore:
Hang on, I’ll get a piece of paper

Let that be a warning to you all. You move at your peril, for I have two pistols here. I know one of them isn’t loaded any more, but the other one is, so that’s one of you dead for sure…or just about for sure anyway. It certainly wouldn’t be worth your while risking it because I’m a very good shot. I practice every day…well, not absolutely every day, but most days in the week. I expect I must practice, oh, at least four or five times a week…or more, really, but some weekends, like last weekend, there really wasn’t the time, so that brings the average down a bit. I should say it’s a solid four days’ practice a week…At least…I mean…I reckon I could hit that tree over there. Er…the one just behind that hillock. The little hillock, not the big one on the…you see the three trees over there? Well, the one furthest away on the right…”