Boudica (Owl): waiting in Dean's flat. Did you bring a weapon, Tonk — Magda? No, Polly. No item of any sort with a certain weaponlike quality? No, Polly. Anything, perhaps, with an edge? Oh, you mean this? Yes, Magda. Well, a woman can carry a knife, can’t she? It’s a sabre, Magda. You’re trying to hide it, but it’s a sabre. But I’m only using it like a knife, Polly. It’s three feet long, Magda. Size isn’t important, Polly. Nobody believes that.