Look. No one in the history of the world has ever been able to fly like that.
Oh, I’m alive! I’m alive! Hello birds! Hello trees! I’m alive!
Look! You said I was going to be a funny passenger.
That’s a strange expression, Bruce.
Of course you’re on a bloody wire.
If you do not give me correct answers, we have ways of making you answer!
Oh Lord, please don’t burn us,
Don’t grill or toast your flock,
Don’t put us on the barbecue,
Or simmer us in stock,
Don’t braise or bake or boil us,
Or stir-fry us in a wok…
The sodding hamster’s dead!
I’ve got ninety thousand pounds in my pajamas.
I’ve got forty thousand French francs in my fridge.
I’ve got lots of lovely lire.
Now the Deutschmark’s getting dearer,
And my dollar bills would buy the Brooklyn Bridge.
And somewhere, out in this bay, is the first underwater production of Measure for Measure.
‘SALAD DAYS (1971) DIRECTOR SAM PECKINPAH’
But now the men of the Derbyshire Light Infantry entertain us with a precision display of bad temper.
I would like to see John the Baptist’s impersonation of Graham Hill.
I want to cut his head off!
I’ll show you whether I’m on a wire or not. Gimme the 'oop.
He’s just ruined this sketch.
Er, she just fell on … on to the dagger.
Will you be quiet please.
Does it come with wafers?
Consult the Book of Armaments!