'Ello, 'ello, 'ello - what’s all this, then?
It’s not the real Grail?
Oh, yes, definitely - “splunge” for me, too.
Are you sure you wouldn’t like some sherry?
Those are the rules, that’s the game, we’re all out of time, 'til next time, bye bye!
Yes. And, er, he never showed any inclination towards being a Scotsman before this happened?
What are you thinking, giving a *bomb *to a baby?
Don’t say the kid’s name, vic!
Oh see my brother’s clumsy colonel, and when he gets unhappy he breaks things. Like say, he don’t feel the army’s playing fair by him, he may start breaking things, colonel.
Well, what about those juniper bushes over there?
No. 1. The Larch.
I am not a Tudor person!
And of course, we point out that they bear full responsibility when we chop her up, and that we shall not submit to blackmail!
Gentlemen, we have to find something new to tax.
Oh, shove the abattoir, it’s not important.
We are struggling together!
Who are you who are so wise in the ways of science?
It’s certainly uncontaminated by cheese.
Always look on the bright side of life.
No chance, English bed-wetting types!