1. Oh, noble Prince, your secret note
of love has won my heart.
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2. The castle of my body is yours
by right of conquest.
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3. Come, let your tongue dive
into the moat of my mouth,
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4. and let your hands take possession
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5. of the ramparts of my plumpies,
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6. for I am yours, and yours alone!
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7. - And I'm yours!
- Ugh! Edmund!
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8. I thought you were your brother!
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9. - We need a big piece of wood.
- Yes.
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10. The Swiss are always cowards.
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11. My Lords, news!
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12. The Swiss have invaded France.
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13. Excellent!
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14. Wessex, while they're away,
take 10,000 troops and pillage Geneva.
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15. But the Swiss are our allies, My Lord.
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16. Oh, yes. Well, get them
to dress up as Germans, will you?
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17. Chiswick, remind me to send flowers
to the King of France
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18. in sympathy for the death of his son.
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19. - The one you had murdered, My Lord?
- Yes! That's the fellow.
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20. Father!
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21. - My Lord...
- Will you get away from me?
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22. Ah, Harry, the gentle art of diplomacy.
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23. But you know where real secret
of diplomacy lies? Don't you, my boy?
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24. Well, actually, I don't, Father,
but I would like to know.
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25. There.
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26. Are you sure? I can't imagine anything
of any real interest down there.
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27. Let me explain. What's that for?
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28. Well, a couple of things.
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29. Correct! And one of those things is...
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30. - Best not mentioned, really.
- Right!
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31. And the other is fornication!
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32. And without fornication,
there is no marriage,
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33. and without marriage,
there is no diplomacy.
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34. Oh, I see!
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35. Very good.
Come on, let me explain further.
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36. You see, my boy, I have decided
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37. to ally to a nation
most threatening to France.
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38. The answer, of course, is... Chiswick...
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39. Spain.
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40. And the best way to cement an alliance,
of course, is marriage.
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41. Therefore, I have decided that
you shall marry the Spanish Infanta!
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42. - Oh, congratulations, Your Majesty!
- Oh, thank you. Thank you.
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43. Actually, I don't think I can.
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44. What? Why not?
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45. Well, I am already engaged.
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46. What? Who to, boy?
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47. Princess Leia of Hungary
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48. and the Grand Duchess Ursula
of Brandenburg,
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49. and Queen Beowolfa of Iceland,
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50. and Countess Caroline of Luxembourg,
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51. Bertha of Flanders, Bertha of Brussels,
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52. Bernard of Saxe-Coburg,
and Jezebel of Estonia.
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53. No, no, no, sorry, that should be
Bertha of Saxe-Coburg
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54. and Jeremy of Estonia.
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55. Damn, damn, damn, damn!
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56. But if I haven't got a son to marry her,
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57. then the whole plan falls apart!
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58. - Your Majesty...
- Yes?
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59. You do have another son, My Lord.
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60. What?
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61. By God, of course!
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62. You're right. The slimy one...
What's his name?
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63. - Edmund, My Lord.
- Yes, Osmund.
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64. Osmund can marry the Infanta!
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65. Excellent!
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66. Then with the Spanish alliance,
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67. we can massacre both the Swiss
and the French...
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68. Huzzah!
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69. - ... by dividing their forces into two...
- Huzzah!
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70. Preferably their top halves
from their bottom!
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71. Huzzah!
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72. Ow.
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73. - 'Morning, My Lord.
- 'Morning, My Lord.
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74. 'Morning.
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75. My God, what's happened to your neck?
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76. Um... Well, well, well, well,
they're love bites, actually!
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77. Look more like dog bites to me.
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78. Well, yes, yes, she was,
a bit of an animal.
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79. - Really, My Lord.
- Oh, yes!
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80. - Fight to the death, eh!
- Oh, yes.
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81. Well, as my tutor, old Bubbleface,
used to say,
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82. "Make love and be merry,
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83. "for tomorrow you may catch
some disgusting skin disease."
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84. Actually, I'd be prepared to
swear they were dog bites.
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85. They are not dog bites!
She was very attractive.
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86. Yes, shiny coat, wet nose, clear eyes...
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87. No, Baldrick! It was a woman!
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88. Fair enough, My Lord.
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89. Right. Now that's sorted out.
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90. Percy, what are we up to today?
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91. Well, My Lord, first,
I thought that you and I
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92. might get out a couple of prisoners,
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93. and actually I think Baldrick
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94. they do look rather like dog bites.
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95. Yes, yes, all right, all right!
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96. They're dog bites!
They're dog bites!
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97. I've got bitten by a dog!
A woman pushed me off a rampart
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98. because she thought
I was so hideously ugly,
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99. and I got ravaged by a raving dog!
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100. - Does that satisfy you?
- Yes, My Lord, yes!
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101. Good! Excellent! Good! Right!
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102. Yes, Percy, you were saying?
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103. Right, My Lord.
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104. Well, I thought that we might...
So it wasn't a woman?
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105. No! It was a dog!
It was a dog!
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106. It was a bloody great dog!
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107. Right, My Lord.
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108. Of course, Harry gets all the women,
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109. - doesn't he?
- Yeah.
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110. Shut up! I never want to hear women
mentioned in my company again.
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111. - What about dogs?
- Or dogs...
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112. Shut up, Baldrick.
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113. I never want to see a woman again.
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114. If any woman wants to talk to me,
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115. you can warn her,
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116. the Black Adder is a venomous reptile,
and women are his prey.
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117. Enter!
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118. Unless you're a woman, in which case,
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119. prepare to be thrown out of the window!
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120. With your dog...
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121. My Lord, I bring a message.
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122. Yes, obviously, you're a messenger.
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123. You are engaged to be married
to the Infanta Maria of Spain.
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124. - What?
- My Lord, I bring a message.
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125. - You are engaged...
- Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
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126. Ah...
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127. Go on, get out. Get...
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128. Get out! Out, out, out!
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129. - Well, boys, did you hear that?
- Mmm.
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130. I am to marry the Infanta of Spain.
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131. - Yes, My Lord. Shall I go and tell her?
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132. "The Black Adder
Is a venomous reptile... ”
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133. No, no, no, no, no, no!
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134. This is no ordinary woman, Percy.
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135. This is a beautiful royal princess.
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136. Just imagine what
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137. Hmm?
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138. It's Spanish. It means,
"Welcome to our castle.
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139. "I hope you find the drains
to your satisfaction.”
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140. Well, here you are,
I've jotted it down for you.
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141. It should help to break
the ice with the Infanta.
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142. Oh, by the way, I don't think you know
the Countess Caroline of Luxembourg.
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143. No. How do you do, young lady?
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144. Well, good luck.
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145. Luxembourg, hah!
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146. My God, have you ever seen anyone
so obviously seething with jealousy?
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147. No, I haven't!
Seethe, seethe, seethe.
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148. If he goes on seething like that
much longer,
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149. he'll turn into a seethe.
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150. Baldrick, what are you talking about?
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151. - My Lord...
- Yes, what is it?
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152. You know, they do say that
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153. than the famous Stone of Galveston.
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154. Mmm! What?
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155. The famous Stone of Galveston, My Lord.
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156. And what's that, exactly?
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157. Well, it's a famous blue stone,
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158. and it comes from Galveston.
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159. I see. And what about it?
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160. Well, My Lord, the Infanta's eyes
are bluer than it, for a start.
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161. I see. And have you
ever seen this stone?
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162. No, not as such, My Lord,
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163. but I know a couple
of people who have,
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164. and they say it's
very, very blue indeed.
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165. And have these people
seen the Infanta's eyes?
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166. No, I shouldn't think so,
My Lord.
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167. - And neither have you, presumably.
- No, My Lord.
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168. So, what you're telling me, Percy,
is that something you have never seen
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169. is slightly less blue
than something else you have never seen.
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170. Yes, My Lord.
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171. Percy, in the end,
you are about as much use to me
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172. as an hole in the head, an affliction
with which you must be familiar,
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173. never actually having had a brain.
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174. - Hello.
- Hello.
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175. Here I am awaiting the arrival
of the most beautiful, ravishing...
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176. Hello!
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177. Look, leave me alone,
will you, I'm trying to talk to someone.
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178. While you're wittering away
like a pox-ridden...
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179. "You are the true love
of my life, my love, my love!"
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180. What? Percy,
is he a friend of yours?
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181. Someone you...
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182. "You are the only one for me.
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183. "I merely want to hug and kiss you!"
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184. Oh!
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185. "T am the Infanta!"
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186. What? No-one told me
you had a beard! Ha!
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187. - Must be Jeremy of Estonia!
- Ah...
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188. Well, absolutely...
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189. What?
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190. "I have waited
for this moment all of my life!"
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191. "Your nose is smaller
than I expected.”
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192. I have suffered
no similar disappointment.
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193. "My love, my love."
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194. Oh!
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195. "Your lips I like."
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196. It is the rest of your body
I wish to find out more about!
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197. I'll slit their gizzards!
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198. - My Lord, news...
- What?
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199. - The Spanish Infanta has arrived.
- Ah, good news!
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200. Soon we will have Spain in our grip.
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201. - My Lord, news...
- What?
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202. The King of France sends his greetings.
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203. Ah, good news!
My diplomacy triumphs.
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204. - My Lord, news...
- What?
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205. Lord Wessex is dead.
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206. Ah...
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207. This news is not so good.
Pardon, My Lord?
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208. I like it not.
Bring me some other news.
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209. - Pardon, My Lord?
- I like not this news!
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210. - Bring me some other news!
- Yes, My Lord!
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211. - My Lord, news...
- What?
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212. Lord Wessex is not dead.
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213. Ah, good news!
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214. Let there be joy and celebration,
let jubilation reign!
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215. - Yes, My Lord.
- Oh yes, and tell Osmund
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216. that to further strengthen ties
with Spain, he marries tomorrow.
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217. Yes, My Lord.
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218. Chiswick, fresh horses!
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219. Oh, my God! In 24 hours,
Tl be married to a walrus!
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220. But, My Lord,
you can't just lock her out, you know.
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221. Well, you may be right.
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222. That should hold her
for at least a minute!
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223. Wait a moment, My Lord.
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224. I think I may have a plan
to get you out of this marriage.
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225. Yes, but it's a stupid plan,
Percy, let's face it!
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226. Oh, well, yes, yes,
maybe you're right.
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227. But tell me what it is anyway.
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228. No, actually I don't
think I'll bother, My Lord.
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229. Oh, please, please tell me
what your plan is.
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230. Please tell me, please tell me.
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231. All right.
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233. and tell her that you've gone mad.
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234. She comes to the door,
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235. and you meet her
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237. And this is the cunning bit...
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238. Instead of saying, "Oink, oink,"
you say, "Moo."
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239. Then?
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240. Well, then she'll know
you're mad, and leave!
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241. Oh!
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242. You were right, Percy,
you shouldn't have bothered.
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243. - My Lord...
- What?
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245. Yes?
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246. Why not make her think
you prefer the company of men?
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247. - But I do, Baldrick, I do!
- No, no, My Lord. I mean...
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249. You don't mean
like the Earl of Doncaster.
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250. I mean just like
the Earl of Doncaster.
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251. That great radish?
That steaming great left-footer?
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252. The Earl of Doncaster, Baldrick,
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253. has been riding side-saddle
since he was 17.
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254. Mmm! And who would marry
the Earl of Doncaster?
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255. Well, no-one would...
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256. Brilliant! Of course!
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257. No-one would marry
the Earl of Doncaster!
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258. Except, perhaps,
the Duke of Beaufort.
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259. Well, what are we going to do?
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260. Well, first we've got to get you
looking right.
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261. - Right.
- Just need to drape something effeminate
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262. round your shoulders.
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263. Either of the Beaufort Twins should do.
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264. Right, perfect.
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265. Now all you need to do
is practise with Percy.
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266. Practise what?
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267. - Presentation, My Lord!
- Oh, I see.
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268. You stand over here,
and, My Lord, just there.
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269. Right. Now, Percy,
Lord Edmund is going to try
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270. and make himself attractive to you.
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271. - Attractive?
- Mmm.
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272. You know, like the Earl of Doncaster.
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273. Good lord! Well, fair enough.
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274. No, you act normal!
I'm the Earl of Doncaster!
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275. - Oh, I see.
- It's me...
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276. - Right.
- Right.
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277. Go!
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278. Oh, my God,
this is impossible! I can't do this!
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279. Never mind. I have a couple more things
that might help.
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280. Percy, Percy, what am I going to do?
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281. Well, perhaps we could try
and strike up a conversation.
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282. Ah, right. Um...
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283. Hello there!
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284. Uh, hello.
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285. - How are you?
- I'm fine.
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286. Have you heard?
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287. Prince Edmund's going to marry
the Spanish Infanta.
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288. No, he damn well isn't!
And anyone who...
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289. Do you hear me?
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290. Yes, that's the kind of thing.
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291. Look out, here she comes.
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292. 'Morning, Doncaster!
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293. Chiswick, take this
to the Queen of Naples.
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294. - What is it, My Lord?
- The King of Naples.
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295. Immediately, My Lord.
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296. Right. Quick, quick!
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297. Oh, my God!
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298. Ah, some lark
for the stag party, what?
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299. Um, yes, yes, that's right.
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300. I don't think you've met
the Grand Duchess Ursula of Brandenburg.
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301. No.
How do you do, Ursula?
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302. Actually, I wanted to have
a word with you
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303. about my speech at the wedding feast.
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304. I thought perhaps
I'd go for a fruit motif.
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305. - Yes...
- Something like...
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306. "It is with extrawberry pleasure
that we welcome you.
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307. "May you be the apple
of your husband's eye,
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308. "and may he, in turn,
cherries you..."
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309. - "Cherish," you see.
- Oh.
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310. "Even though it's an oranged marriage.”
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311. Good, eh?
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312. Brilliant. Quite, quite brilliant.
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313. Yes, I thought it was rather good.
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314. I'm hoping to squeeze in
a "banana” by the end of the day.
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315. - Okay, My Lord, this is it.
- Right...
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316. Oh, Mother, for Christ's sakes,
what do you want?
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317. Oh! Nothing, nothing...
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318. It's working. It's working.
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319. "Oh, I embrace and love you utterly.”
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320. What?
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321. "Oh, what a love this must be
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322. "that you dress as a Spanish man
to delight me!"
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323. Oh, Baldrick!
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324. "What love, what love, what love."
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325. Baldrick, you fool!
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326. Look at the two lovebirds!
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327. One lovebird and one love-elephant!
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328. It's almost as if
they were married already.
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329. What did you say?
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330. It's almost as if
you were married already!
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331. That's what I thought you said! Oh.
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332. - Boys...
- Yes, My Lord.
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334. Hyah!
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337. Yes, I know, but it's only
for a couple of days, isn't it?
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338. Yes, that's true.
Come on, hurry up, Father!
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340. We are gathered here,
O gracious Lord,
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two God-fearing Christians,
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343. Edmund, Duke of Edinburgh,
and Tally Applebottom.
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344. - Is that right?
- Yes, that's right.
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345. Whoever would have thought it?
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with passion, whisks away little Tally.
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347. Shut up!
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348. Come on, get on with it,
Father, will you?
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349. Yes... Yes, very well.
Are you Edmund, Duke of Edinburgh?
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350. No, I'm a bowl of soup!
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351. Come on, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up...
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352. And are you Miss Tally Applebottom?
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353. - Missus.
- Missus.
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360. But this is most unusual!
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361. Well, mind you, hasn't the Church
always dealt with the unusual?
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for example.
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joined together in holy matrimony.
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366. - No.
- No.
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367. - No.
- No.
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368. - No.
- Yes!
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- Mr Applebottom.
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371. No, I'm the husband of the bride.
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372. Oh, this is my husband, Thomas.
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373. Thomas, this is my fiance,
the Duke of Edinburgh.
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374. Prince Edmund, this is Thomas.
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375. Thomas, this is Father O'...
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376. Smith! I called about
the ducking-stool you found.
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379. a temporary arrangement
with your good lady.
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380. I only need her for
a very short stint...
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381. Get out!
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382. Look... Look, you stupid peasant,
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383. all I want to do is marry your wife!
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384. Get out of here!
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385. Oh!
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you know!
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387. No, that'll be the Earl of Doncaster.
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388. - "Well, this is nice."
- Oh, yes.
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389. "... to have a little talk about
a lady's things."
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390. - Just the two of us.
- Oh, yes, yes.
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391. "So tell me, Mrs Queen,
about Englishmen.”
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with animals,
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394. But, oh, when they do come
to the women, they only want one thing.
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395. "And what is that?"
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396. Well, it's a kind of pudding
made of bread and butter and raisins,
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398. "And what is the other thing?"
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399. Oh, well, custard!
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400. Crema!
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403. - No, no, no
- No?
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407. No, no, no, no, no. What is he like?
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that my stag party would be like this...
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you can take solace from one thing.
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your wife's a virgin.
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416. Or at least there are
no living witnesses to the contrary.
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417. If she wasn't,
we might still stand a chance.
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418. Officially, you've still
got to be a virgin.
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419. Right.
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420. What, My Lord?
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421. Oh!
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422. Oh, no.
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423. No.
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424. No!
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425. Yes! Yes! Yes!
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426. Please, My Lord,
I beg you to reconsider.
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427. Baldrick, if there was any other way,
you know I'd take it.
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428. But I'll die in there.
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429. Don't worry, we'll give you
a hero's funeral, bury you at sea,
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430. say you died in combat
with an enemy vessel.
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431. That's it. There we are.
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432. Go on, in you go.
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433. Little boy with big job to do.
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434. Come on, Percy, let's get the King.
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435. Infanta...
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436. Infanta...
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437. "Oh, Edmund, my love!"
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438. - My Lord, Your Majesty...
- What?
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439. I bring the gravest of news.
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440. What? Have the armies of the Rhine
been slaughtered to a man
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441. and their heads cut off,
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442. and melted cheese
poured down their nostrils
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443. in the traditional Swiss manner?
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444. No, My Lord.
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445. "Don't hold back,
please, my little one.”
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446. Do you bring me news
of the Russian royal family
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447. mistaken for bison
due to their excessive winter clothing,
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448. and hunted down, chopped to pieces
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449. and eaten as little sweets
by Mongolian bandits?
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450. No, My Lord.
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451. Well, what then?
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452. My Lord,
the Spanish Infanta is not a virgin.
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453. Oh, yes, I know that!
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454. Her uncle told me.
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455. "Again please!"
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456. We took 500 off the dowry because of it.
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457. But I thought that...
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458. Only one of you has to be a virgin!
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459. Anything else?
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460. Dearly beloved,
we are gathered together,
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461. here in the sight of our Lord,
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462. to witness the marriage
of two God-fearing Christians.
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463. Are you Edmund, Duke of Edinburgh?
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464. Yes, I am...
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465. And are you
Maria Escalosa Fiona Infanta?
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466. "Yes,
you stupid person, hurry up...
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467. "I wish to entwine him again
in my broad thighs."
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468. Marriage is an holy state,
conceived by God.
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469. If any man here knows just cause
why they may not be married...
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470. OA, dear Lord,
please help me now!
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471. let him speak now
or forever hold his peace.
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472. Now's your chance!
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473. So be it.
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474. Oh, thanks a lot!
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475. Come on, hurry up!
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476. Do you, Edmund Plantagenet,
take Maria Escalosa...
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477. Oh, do shut up!
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478. - Silencio!
- ... to be your lawful wedded wife,
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479. to have and to hold,
to cherish and to delight,
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480. to chastise and to beat until death?
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481. Until death do you part?
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482. Speak up, can't hear a thing back here!
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483. I do.
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484. Still can't hear!
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485. I do, I do, I do!
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486. Do you, Maria Escalosa Infanta...
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487. take Edmund Plantagenet
to be your lawful wedded husband?
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488. - "Yes! Yes! Yes!"
- Oh no!
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489. - I then pronounce you...
- Stop!
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490. Christ!
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491. I bring absolutely unbelievable news
that must halt the wedding.
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492. What? Have the Swiss and French
made sudden peace with each other
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493. at a mountain-pass rendezvous,
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494. then forged a clandestine alliance
with Spain,
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495. thus leaving us
without friends in Europe,
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496. unless by chance we make
an immediate pact with Hungary?
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497. - Yes.
- As I thought!
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498. Are there any Hungarian princesses
in the castle?
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499. Oh, yes, Father, I think I've got one.
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500. Yes. Princess Leia of Hungary.
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501. What's she like?
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502. Leia is, "Young and beautiful,
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503. "her eyes are like opals and her hair
a cascade of perfect chestnut.”
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504. Oh, well!
That sounds all right, doesn't it!
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505. "Excuse me, what is happening, please?”
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506. Call her into the court!
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507. And as for that great
Spanish dumpling there...
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508. Get her out of my sight at once,
or I'll eat her!
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509. "My love! Beside me! Beside me!”
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510. Sorry, what can I do. Politics!
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511. Come on, come on, come on!
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512. Where is she?
Where is she? Where is Princess Leia?
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513. Ah, good, good!
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514. Osmund, meet your new wife...
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515. Hello, Edmund.
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516. Hello...
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517. Are we getting married now?
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518. Yes, yes, I believe we are...
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519. Come on, then.
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520. Dearly beloved,
we are gathered here today...
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521. "... and so it came to pass
that the big bear
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522. "had to leave all his friends
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523. "and go to live in a land far away,
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524. "where the elves and the fairies
would look after him
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525. "until the day that he died.”
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526. Oh, that was lovely, Edmund.
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527. What a happy story.
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528. Isn't it time to put the light out?
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529. Yes, my dear, I think it is.
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530. It must be at least 6:00...
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531. The sound of hoof beats
cross the glade
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532. Good folk
lock up your son and daughter
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533. Beware
the deadly flashing blade
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534. Unless you want
to end up shorter
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535. Black Adder! Black Adder!
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536. He rides a pitch black steed
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537. Black Adder! Black Adder!
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538. He's very bad indeed
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539. Black, his gloves of finest mole
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540. Black, his codpiece made of metal
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541. His horse is blacker than a vole
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542. His pot is blacker than his kettle
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543. Black Adder! Black Adder!
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544. With many a cunning plan
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545. Black Adder! Black Adder!
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546. You horrid little man!
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547. Can I have
a drink of water, please?
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548. Yes, yes, yes, all right.
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