Here’s a photograph of two shillings.
You gotta be careful, there’s a lot of work about, mate. Only two more days and I celebrate me fifty years without work.
Silence! Silence, Jim, when you speak to me!
Yes, they were all deaded.
But what’s Lurgi got to do with me and Pasteur and the other painters?
Whatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhat?
Ohhh, here we go again! I’m frightened to do it alone. Oh, if only there was another idiot.
Hello, dere.
The Quodge: bare knees covered with long underpants.
SCOTTISH VOICE: [SECOMBE]
What about the Naafi?
CRUN:
Naafi, what is Naafi?
SCOTTISH VOICE: An organisation working for the downfall of the British Army.
CRUN:
Have they succeeded?
SCOTTISH VOICE: Several times.
Stretch me scallybonkers and flatten me Doreen Lundies! It’s a Japanese mirror trick! We shall have to get out of here.
We shall be traveling by bagpipe.
Can I borrow your shoe? I want to read the paper.
Hand me that piano.
I’m a certified bingo player. Give me a bingo, and I can play Land of Hope and Glory!
Scrimson, scramson, and scree.
Sapristi nyockos! Yaka-baka-boo!
This is the BBC.
“A full prison is a happy one.” signed, the Home Secretary