“My philosophy, like color television, is all there in black and white”
I don’t believe you. I think you’re an encyclopedia salesman.
*Girl: *(turning to Gaskell with bated breath) You are Sir Philip Sidney?
Gaskell: (warily) Possibly… but I may be Superintendent Gaskell of the Vice Squad.
I fart in your general direction.
Right. Now write it a hundred times before sunup, or I’ll cut your balls off.
Dennis, there’s some lovely filth down here!
How you gonna have a baby when you don’t have a womb?
Where’s the fetus gonna gestate, you gonna keep it in a box?
I’m taking this lot in in the name of Her Gracious Majesty Queen Elizabeth.
Oh, Dennis, forget about freedom. Now I’ve dropped my mud.
Curse you Dim, you are too clever for us naughty folk.
Fuck off! We’re the People’s Front of Judea.
The common enemy!
Our religion is the first Church to cater for the naughty type of person. If you’d like a bit of ‘love-your-neighbour’ - and who doesn’t now and again - then see Vera and Ciceley during the hymns.
'Tis a… er… 'tis a story of a man’s great love for his… fellow men.
Wait - do we jump on three, or is it one-two-three and then jump?
Oh, I am afraid our life must seem very dull and quiet compared to yours.
Black as the ace of spades!
Them and their smelly cooking!
Hello. Another little ego trip for the feminists.
Eee I was all hungry like!