Black Adder
I don't care if he's been rogering the Duke
of York with a prize-winning leek! He shot my
pigeon!
Just because I give multiple orgasms to
furniture merely by sitting on it...
Chef
Chef [explaining why he won't
dance]:
All of my talent went into my hands. My feet
are just there to keep my legs from fraying at
the ends.
Good Neighbors
Margo:
I think you should see a doctor, Jerry. I
think you're in grave danger of becoming a
pervert.
Margo:
And I wish them well. And I hope it's the
total disaster it deserves to be.
Margo:
Don't get like Tom, Barbara, please.
Margo:
There is a maggot in English society, and
that maggot is Socialism. I do not intend to
suffer from it.
Margo:
See here, Tom. If anyone's going to call
Jerry a mess in this house, it is going to be
me.
Margo:
If one is to get fit, one is to get fit
properly.
Margo:
You're hardly one to talk, Tom. Your frame
borders on the corpulent.
Keeping up Appearances
Hyacinth, to Richard as he is choking:
Richard, I will not *have* you turning that color in front of Mrs. Lennox.
May to December
Zoe, muttering:
I'm a solicitor's wife. I will not knee him
in the groin until the guests have left.
Your granddaughter asked me what Zoe was. I
didn't know what to tell her.
Can't you pronounce concubine?
We played 5 games of chess!
Did you thrash her?
No, that's Thursdays.
Do you think I don't know that we won't grow
old together?
To the Manor Borne
England for the English as we used to
say about India.
