Master's Wife: Okay that's it, party's over! Get out of my house!

Master: Now, pudding face.

Master's Wife: Shove it, Satan!

Sarah: Ooh. Thou mustn't speak to Master in such a manner.

Master: They call me Master.

Master's Wife: Wait 'til you see what I'm gonna call you. Now, tart-face, take your Clark bars and get out of my house!

Winifred Sanderson: Make us!
[the witches gather around her]

Master: Honeybunch.

Master's Wife: Ralph, sic 'em!

[the witches runs out of the house in fear]

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