Jamila Gavin

GADDARN. Do you know what I do to telltales? I cut out their tongues and nail them to their bedposts as a reminder of what they shouldn’t have done. I’d hate to do that to you – seeing as how your tongue is so pink. Now get out there and serve. And smile, Toby Gaddarn.

You never say no, and you never, ever tell a soul about anything you see in this house. Is that understood?

GADDARN. People like your smile. They like your pink tongue. They like how black your skin is from your head to your toes.

GADDARN. Toby Gaddarn. My own little

Where the hell were you?

OTIS shoots him a glance but carries on with the sale –

What I’m worried about is my wagon getting stuck in mud because it’s overloaded with brats.

OTIS. What I’m worried about is getting to The Black Dog in Frampton by nine o’clock.

OTIS. He’s grown but his brain hasn’t.

. On my son’s life, I swear it.