Davy: I'm going to keep your father prisoner forever.
Will: You bastard! (stands up close to him)
Davy: And there's nothing you can do about it.
Will: I think I'll burn you with this hot tea, you scoundrel! (burns him)
Davy: Eep!
Will: Hurts, doesn't it?
Davy: Well, yeah. I mean, I think I'll live but ow!