GREGORY: Ha! Better to be flesh than fish...Your "sword" looks like a shrivelled salt cod!
Hey, pull out your tool! Here come men from the house of Montague!
SAMPSON: I have my naked sword out. Fight, I'll back you up.
GREGORY: How? By turning your back and running away?
SAMPSON: Don’t worry about me.
GREGORY: No. Really, I am worried about you!
SAMPSON: Let's not break the law by starting a fight. Let them start something.
GREGORY: I'll frown at them, and they can take it however they want.
SAMPSON: However they dare. I'll bite my thumb at them—they'll be dishonored if they let me get away with it.