Lodz: Samson, Samson. Your problem is you haven't learned to stay out of things that aren't your concern.
Samson: Everything that happens at this carnival's my business. That includes the boy.
Lodz: Stick to telling the rousties where to put their tents. That's where you talent lies, little man.
Samson: It ain't over, Lodz.
Jonesy: Lord knows what they stuck in that flat bread. You know one thing, I haven't seen a single stray dog around here.
Sofie throws up
Jonesy: That's right, get it all out.