Well, take a letter, Brian. Dear Sir, I wish to protest…
I’m Brian, and so’s my wife!
I’m not prepared to pursue my line of inquiry.
She’s got huge… tracts o’ land!
Call the Church police.
The Bishop!!!
I may be an idiot, but I’m not stupid.
It’s a fair cop.
The Larch.
It’s only a bloody parking offence.
Hello and welcome to Paignton, because it’s from Paignton that we take you straight back to the studio.
All those people who don’t want to stay here and shoot themselves raise their arms.
Right!
Bloody Romans.
What’s all this then?
It’s a fair cop.
Look, they’ve started the credits.
I like a nice dance, you’re forced to!
Look, could I have egg, bacon, spam and sausage without the spam.
It’s not much of a cheese shop, is it, really?