[Alex has just struck Dim on the legs]Dim: What did you do that for?Alex: For being a bastard with no manners, and not a dook of an idea how to comport yourself public-wise, O my brother.Dim: I dont like you should do what you done, and Im not your brother no more and wouldnt want to be.Alex: Watch that. Do watch that, O Dim, if to continue to be on live thou dost wish.Dim: Yarbles! Great bolshy yarblockos to you. Ill meet you with chain or nozh or britva anytime, not having you aiming tolchocks at me reasonless. Well, it stands to reason I wont have it.Alex: A nozh scrap any time you say.Dim: Doobidoob. A bit tired, maybe. Best not to say more. Bedways is rightways now, so best we go homeways and get a bit of spatchka. Right, right?