This house is surrounded. I’m afraid I must not ask anyone to leave the room. No, I must ask nobody … no, I must ask everybody to… I must not ask anyone to leave the room. No one must be asked by me to leave the room. No, no one must ask the room to leave. I … I … ask the room shall by someone be left. Not. Ask nobody the room somebody leave shall I. Shall I leave the room? Everyone must leave the room… as it is… with them in it. Phew. Understand?
He’s not the Messiah!
There’s no pleasing some people.
Theresamanbehindyer?!
Ah, you’re not going to catch me with an old one like that.
I was here on Saturday, getting married to a blond girl, and I’d like to change please. I’d like to have this one instead please.
Hello. Here at the Institute Professor Charles Pasarell, Dr Peaches Bartkowicz and myself have been working on the theory originally postulated by the late Dr Kramer that the penguin is intrinsically more intelligent than the human being.
Sir Robin, the Not-quite-so-brave-as-Sir-Launcelot, who had nearly fought the Dragon of Agnor, who had nearly stood up to the vicious Chicken of Bristol and who had personally wet himself at the Battle of Badon Hill.
If this is Bolton, I shall return to the pet shop.
To boost the British economy I’d tax all foreigners living abroad.
How could you miss!?
What is your quest?
Go clean your armour.
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you and now for the fish - the fish down the trousers.
Come on you weed! You weed, do your worst! Come on, you puny little man.
- Well screw the Bible! Let’s get on with this bleeding trial, I’ve got a Gay Lib meeting at 6 o’clock. Superintendent Lufthansa will you please read the charge.
- Is a charge strictly necessary, m’lud?
- The press is here.
Are you rolling your own jelly babies in there?
Insert FISH SLAPPING DANCE here.
At least ours was committed–It wasn’t just a string of pussy jokes.
Oh, a wire. I’m on a wire, am I?
He’s bluffing. You’re mind’s gone, Jenkins. You’re rubbish.