The Plague Dogs1982

[Rowf is eating a sheep he has just killed]

The Tod:
Have ye got no brains in yer head, yer great nit? As soon as me back's turned and you're bloody up and... could you not wait 'til I tell ya, ya great stupid...

Snitter:
What's the matter, Tod? What did he do?

The Tod:
What did he do? Kill out in the open, right on the shepherd's trod, clottin' the place up with blood? Do ye think 'e's blind? You're for it, hinny. Your arse will be inside out by mornin'. I'm not bidin' with you lot! Me, I'm goin'!

Snitter:
But, where are you going?

The Tod:
Oh, I'm just going to bark at the farmer's door! Maybe he'll let me shove me head up his gun! Save a lot o' bother, that will!

Snitter:
Tod! Tod, wait!

Rowf:
Let him go. Good riddance.