Butcher Lady: If you're not a steak, you don't belong here.
Abigail Chase: I'm just trying to hide from my ex-husband.
Butcher Lady: Who, Baldie?
Abigail Chase: Yes.
Butcher Lady: Honey, stay as long as you like.
Abigail Chase: Huh, thank you.
Butcher Lady: You want something? ...Do you want something?
Shaw: Shut up.
Butcher Lady: I see why you left him.
In the market, running from Ian's men, Abigail jumps behind the counter of a meat counter and hides.