“Billy Butcherson: [to Winifred, after finally freeing his mouth] Wench! Trollop! You bucktoothed, mop-riding firefly from hell! [Winifred yells offensively] Billy Butcherson: [happily to Max] I've waited centuries to say that. Max: [disgusted] Say what you want; just don't breathe on me! Winifred…”Tagged: wench, trollop, maggoty, malfeasance, insults