Blond prostitute will indulge in any sexual activity for four quid a week. What does that mean?
It’s a bazooka.
Oh never mind… right … no time to lose.
You’re quite right, old cock. There has been a mistake.
I don’t much like the tone of your voice.
Oh, that’s typical. Talk talk talk. Natter natter natter!
Splunge!
One thing is for sure, the sheep is not a creature of the air.
Spammity Spam!
I don’t like Spam!
I told you to lay off the beans, you whore!
Are you saying ‘nee’ to that old woman?
(Actually spelled “Ni,” in the script)
Bring out yer dead!
No, I see. Well, never mind I’ll just take the ‘Lord Lieutenant in Nylons’ then, and these two copies of ‘Piggie Parade’. Thank you.
Here! Don’t you start doing a documentary on us, young man.
This is my wife Audrey. She smells a bit, but she’s got a heart of gold.
I wish to plead incompetence.
There is nothing quite as wonderful as money!
There is nothing quite as beautiful as cash!
Well I think TV’s killed real entertainment. In the old days we used to make our own fun. At Christmas parties I used to strike myself on the bead repeatedly with blunt instruments while crooning.
You’re a loony.