And you don't want them down here.
MANAGER
'E'd no business to ha' been left, you know.
RIGLEY
An' what man, dost think, wor goin' to sit him down on his hams an' wait for a chap as wouldna say "thank yer" for his cump'ny? 'E'd bin ready to fall out wi' a flicker o' the candle, so who dost think wor goin' ter stop when we knowed 'e on'y kep on so's to get shut on us.
MANAGER
Tha'rt quite right, Bill, quite right. But theer you are.
RIGLEY
An' if we'd stopped, what good would it ha' done—