Grim: Mr. Hobnobbins, I have come for thee!
Mr. Hobnobbins: What? Me hard of hearing. Come closer so I can smell you lots better.
Grim: (louder) I said, "Mr. Hobnobbins, I have come for thee!" Now, let's go. I've got a cab waiting outside.
Mr. Hobnobbins: (laughing)
(Grim gets captured in a net)