“Poor innocent baby, about to get fleeced. "Tut-tut, gorgeous. You know when you play poker with a man behind closed doors, there is only one acceptable currency.”
“Tut, tut, child!" said the Duchess. "Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it.”
“You know what I think of a guy who wags a finger at me and makes a tut-tut-tut noise? I think he's begging to lose a finger.”
“There is entirely too much tut-tutting in this realm, if you ask me.”
“Tut!' I said. 'What did you say?' 'I said "Tut!"' 'Say it once again, and I'll biff you where you stand. I've enough to endure without being tutted at.”
“You're thinking about something, my dear, and that makes you forget to talk. I can't tell you just now what the moral of that is, but I shall remember it in a bit.""Perhaps it hasn't one," Alice ventured to remark."Tut, tut, child!" said the Duchess. "Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it.”