1. - Father... I must speak.
- Eh?
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2. I can be silent no longer.
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3. All day long, you mutter to yourself,
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4. gibber, dribble, moan,
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5. and bash your head against the wall
yelling, "I want to die!"
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6. Now, you may say I'm leaping
to conclusions, but...
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8. It's mother, isn't it?
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9. No, it's not!
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10. You're brooding over her death,
aren't you?
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11. Kate, for the final time,
your mother is not dead!
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12. She's run off with your Uncle Henry.
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13. Dear father, I know
you only say such things to comfort me.
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14. Your mother is alive and well
and living in Droitwich!
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now reached such extremes
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in my frail dotage.
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21. - But, Father, surely...
- Yes, Kate...
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22. I want you to become a prostitute.
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23. - Never, Father!
- Do you defy me?
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24. Oh, indeed I do!
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25. For it is better to die poor
than to live in shame and ignominy.
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26. No, it isn't!
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27. I am young and strong and clever.
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28. My nose is pretty.
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29. I'll find another way
to earn us a living.
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30. Oh, please, go on the game!
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31. It's a steady job.
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32. And you'd be working from home.
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33. Goodbye, Father.
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34. I shall go to London, disguise myself
as a boy and seek my fortune!
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35. Why walk all the way to London
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lying on your back?
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37. Oh! Very good shot, my lord.
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38. Thank you, Baldrick.
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39. Sorry I'm late.
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40. Oh, don't bother apologising.
I'm sorry you're alive.
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42. I'd like to see the Spaniard
who could make his way past me.
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43. Go to Spain, there are millions of them.
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45. Keep their hands off our women!
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46. Oh, God! Who is she this time?
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47. I don't know what you mean.
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49. Ah! And who is Jane?
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50. I am sworn to secrecy.
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51. Torture me, kill me,
you shall never know!
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52. Ow!
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53. Jane Harrington.
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54. - Aah.
- We are very much in love, my lord.
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55. - This is the Jane Harrington?
- Yes!
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56. Jane "Bury me
in a Y-shaped coffin" Harrington?
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57. I think, maybe there are
two Jane Harringtons.
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58. - No. Tall, blonde, elegant?
- Aye, that's right.
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59. Goes like a privy door
when the plague's in town?
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60. My lord!
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62. You'll get over her.
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63. I did.
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64. So did Baldrick, actually.
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65. Damn!
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about beards, apparently.
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68. Bad luck, Balders.
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69. Not to worry, my lord,
the arrow didn't in fact enter my body.
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70. Oh, good.
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71. No, by a thousand to one chance,
my willy got in the way.
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72. Extraordinary!
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73. Yeah, I'd only just put it there,
but now I will leave it there forever.
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74. Quite so, Baldrick.
It can be your lucky willy.
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75. Yes, my lord. Years from now,
I'll show it to my grandchildren.
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76. Baldrick, having the grandchildren
may now be out of the question.
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77. Poor old pea-brain, eh?
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78. Ha, never catch me falling in love.
That's for damn sure.
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79. Come in!
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80. Good day to you, Lord Blackadder!
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81. Ah. Good day to you.
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82. Boy.
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84. I'm an honest, hardworking lad,
but poor,
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85. and I must support my father
who is stark raving mad.
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86. Therefore, I come to London
to seek a servant's wage.
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87. Well, yes, indeed.
Unfortunately, I already have a servant.
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88. The word is that your servant
is the worst servant in London.
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89. Hmm, that's true.
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90. Baldrick, you're fired.
Be out of the house in 10 minutes.
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91. Well, young man,
you've got yourself a job.
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92. - What do they call you?
- Kate.
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96. - "Bob"?
- Yes.
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97. Well, Bob. Welcome on board.
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98. Sorry, Baldrick,
any reason you're still here?
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99. Er, I've got nowhere to go, my lord.
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100. Oh, surely you'll be allowed to starve
to death in one of the Royal Parks.
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101. I've been in your service
since I was two and a half, my lord.
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102. Well, that must be why
I'm so utterly sick of the sight of you.
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103. Couldn't I just stay here
and do the same job but for no wages?
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104. Well, you know where you'd have to live.
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105. - In the gutter?
- Yes.
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106. And you'd have to work
a bit harder, too.
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107. Of course, my lord.
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108. All right, go and get Bob's stuff in,
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109. and chuck your filthy muck
out into the street.
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110. God bless you, sweet master!
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111. Now, Bob. Oh... Bob, this is Percy,
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to be able to shake off.
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113. Ah! Hello there, Bob!
You young Roister Doister, you!
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for tricks and sports
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115. and all sorts of jolly,
rosy-cheeked caperings, eh?
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116. 'Course you do, and more besides,
I'll warrant, you young scamp!
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117. Thank you so much
for letting me stay, Lord Blackadder.
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118. Oh, not at all, Bob.
I'm looking forward to having you.
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119. Er, having another man about the house
instead of that animal, Baldrick.
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120. Excuse me,
I'm just going to the lavatory.
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121. How little he knows!
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126. Get lost, creep!
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127. Ha-ha! I like you, young Bob!
You've got balls!
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128. Nice try, Melchie,
but it's no use. I'm still bored!
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129. I'm very sorry, madam.
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130. Your royal father used to be very amused
by my impersonation of Columbus.
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131. Doesn't surprise me.
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132. He used to laugh at...
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133. You know, those people
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134. Ah, jesters, madam.
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135. No... Lepers.
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136. Where's Edmund, these days?
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137. Ah, well...
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138. The whisper
on the underground grapevine, ma'am,
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spending all his time
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141. Oh.
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143. Surely not, madam.
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144. You almost were a boy,
my little cherry pip.
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145. - What?
- Yeah!
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out of your mummy's tumkin,
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"It's a boy! It's a boy!"
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149. And then I said,
"A boy without a Winkle?"
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150. "God be praised, it's a miracle,
a boy without a Winkle!"
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151. And then, Sir Thomas More pointed out
that a boy without a Winkle is a girl.
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- Ah, yes.
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157. Well, Bob. We're a couple
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159. Ha!
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some really dirty songs and...
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pleasant company, young Bob.
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want nothing more than to be with you...
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169. What would you say, my lord,
if I were to say, "I love you"?
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174. If you said it to Baldrick,
I'd presume you were blind and...
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175. - If you said it to me, well...
- Yes, my lord.
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I'd naturally assume we were having a,
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the way we healthy fellows often do.
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178. And I'd probably grab you
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179. and then we'd probably slap each other's
thighs like jolly good chums,
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if we really did...
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184. Don't worry, Bob.
He used to try and kill me, too.
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185. Boy, am I glad to see you!
What do you want?
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if I might sleep on the roof, sir?
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if I lie in the gutter
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188. I'll be flushed into the Thames
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189. Yes. Certainly, Bald rick.
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192. Erm, good night, Baldrick.
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That's the problem.
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fancying boys then, have you?
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207. - Not "boys", a boy.
- Yes, well, let's not split hairs.
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and naturally you're worried.
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209. - Of course I'm worried.
- Well, of course you are.
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210. It isn't every day a man wakes up
to discover he's a screaming bender
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on God's clean earth than a weasel.
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212. - Ashamed of yourself?
- Not really, no.
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for us real men, eh?
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to do with leeches, would it?
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227. Well the bottom one wasn't.
I just sat down and squashed it.
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on the highest authority.
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Dr Hoffman of Stuttgart, isn't it?
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230. That's right. The great Hoffman.
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I'm a busy man.
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my codpiece before I go to bed!
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240. No, no, no, no! Don't be ridiculous.
This isn't the Dark Ages.
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Good day!
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250. Shut up, Baldrick. I don't eat
invertebrates for fun, you know.
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252. Oh, I don't hold with
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254. Baldrick, I'm long past
entrusting myself to some deranged druid
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as 1, Dunghill Mansions, Putney.
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257. That it be. That it be.
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261. The wise woman? The wise woman?
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262. Yes, the wise woman.
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269. - You do know her, then!
- No!
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what you'll be getting
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a bit more helpful.
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- 'Course.
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- Here.
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- No.
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276. Well, you can go in, anyway.
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277. Thank you, young crone.
Here is a purse of monies.
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278. Which I'm not going to give to you.
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279. Hail, Edmund, lord of adders black!
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280. Hello.
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281. Step no nearer,
for already I see thy bloody purpose.
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282. Thou plottest, Blackadder.
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283. Thou wouldst be King
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285. No, no, no.
No, it's far worse than that.
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287. Oh, well, I'd sleep with him
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290. Oh, I have to drug them first,
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thine ailment.
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296. Oh, good!
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- Never!
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- Hmm?
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305. Now, look here, Bob. I've got something
very important to say to you
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and I'll have to become...
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313. But we are friends, Bob,
of course, of course, of course,
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of course, of course...
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328. Oh, no, you haven't got
one of those birthmarks
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And now, I want to marry you, Bob.
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former favorite, Lord Blackadder.
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348. Oh, good!
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a girl called "Bob".
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for a girl, isn't it?
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Elizabeth, or Mary.
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I had three sisters,
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Donald, Eric and Basil.
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- That ain't my real name.
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- No.
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- Ah!
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- Oh, hello, stranger!
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Melchie, what do you think of all this?
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I must preface, madam,
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for any other woman than yourself.
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perfectly acceptable then.
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I would have cut it off.
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marry someone without a nose.
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very nice, would it?
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when she got a cold! Yuck!
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Baldrick.
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no actual girl-chums,
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we couldn't afford friends.
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with the manner of our courtship
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in its broadest possible sense.
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God made man in his own image.
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for Christians around the globe
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Baldrick.
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A dungball in a dress.
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405. Oh, God.
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406. Well, you're a little cutey to be hiding
yourself away all these years.
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407. Tell me, gorgeous, what's your name?
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408. He's called Baldrick!
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409. Bald rick...
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410. That's a pretty name.
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411. Edmund used to have a servant
called Baldrick.
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412. But anyway, away with such small talk.
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413. - Lady, a kiss!
- What?
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414. And so modest, too!
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415. Come on, you little tease.
You know you want to.
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416. - Give us a kiss!
- All right, if you say so.
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417. Dear! What an original perfume!
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418. That is our Baldrick.
He's wearing a dress.
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419. Anyway, what do you want?
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420. Well, there's been
some discussion around the court
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421. on the subject of who's
going to be your best man,
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422. and I thought it might be the moment
to bring the subject to a conclusion.
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423. Ah, yes, Percy. I would like you...
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424. Oh! I'm so proud!
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425. Please, let me finish. I would like you
to take this letter to Dover,
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426. where is recently docked the galleon
of my old school friend and adventurer,
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427. Lord Flashheart.
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428. He shall be my best man.
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429. - Lord Flashheart?
- Hmm.
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430. The best sword,
the best shot, the best sailor...
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431. And the best kisser in the kingdom.
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432. Even he! To Dover at once.
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433. Yes.
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434. Actually, I was going to suggest
Lord Flashheart for best man myself.
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435. Oh, really?
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436. Edmund, I can't believe
it's really happening.
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437. It is, my sweet.
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438. Before we go in,
I want you to meet my father.
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439. Oh, fine!
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440. Excuse me, could you move along, please?
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441. Look, I'm waiting for my father-in-law.
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442. Last thing I want is some scruffy old
beggar blocking the corridor,
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443. smelling of cabbage.
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444. I am your father-in-law.
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445. Oh, no!
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446. All right, how much do you want
to clear off?
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447. Edmund, how could you?
He's my father, my only living relative!
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448. Ten pounds should do the trick.
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449. - Father!
- All right, there we go.
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450. Edmund, you mustn't!
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451. Oh, don't worry. I'll get Baldrick
to beat him up after the ceremony.
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452. We'll get the money back.
Come on, we're late.
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453. Ah, Edmund.
Could we get on, do you think?
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454. I want to get to the reception
so I can get squiffy and seduce someone.
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455. Yes, erm, unfortunately,
my best man still has not arrived.
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456. Well, get another one!
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457. Well, there's no one else
I can really think of.
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458. Sorry, Percy?
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459. Nothing, my lord,
just clearing my throat.
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460. Good.
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461. Don't want you coughing
all the way through the ceremony.
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462. Oh, come on, Edmund.
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463. You must be able to think
of another best man!
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464. Well, I suppose
I could ask Percy. Percy!
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465. My lord!
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466. Can you think of another best man?
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467. Well, my lord,
one name does spring to mind.
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468. Yes, but I can't ask Baldrick.
He's a bridesmaid.
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469. Besides, I need a friend,
an equal, an old and trusty companion.
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470. I think there is one person
in the room who fits the description.
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471. Of course! Nursie!
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472. How do you fancy putting on a pair
of hose and being my best man?
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473. Edmund, don't be so naughty.
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474. You know perfectly well
who Percy is referring to.
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475. All right, I'm sorry.
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476. Melchett.
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477. All right, all right! Ashamed as I am
and contradiction in terms though it is,
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478. Percy, you can be the best man.
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479. Oh, my lord! Noble coz! What an honor!
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480. I brought along a ring...
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481. I really did think
old Flash would have turned up.
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482. It's me!
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483. Flash!
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484. Flash by name. Flash by nature!
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485. - Hooray!
- Hooray!
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486. Where have you been?
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487. Where haven't I been? Woof!
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488. But I'm here now! And...
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489. Who is that?
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490. I don't know, but he's in your place.
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491. Not for long!
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492. Hold that.
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493. Thanks, bridesmaid! Like the beard!
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494. Gives me something to hang on to!
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495. So, me ol' mate Eddie's
getting hitched, eh?
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496. What's the matter?
Can't stand the pace of the "in" crowd?
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497. Hi, Queenie, you look sexy!
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498. - Woof!
- Woof!
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499. But listen, wear your hair long.
I prefer it that way!
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500. I've got such a crush on him!
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501. And Melchie!
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502. - Still worshipping God?
- My lord.
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503. Last thing I heard,
he started worshipping me!
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504. Woof! Nursie...
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505. I like it, firm and fruity!
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506. Am I pleased to see you,
or did I just put a canoe in my pocket?
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507. Down, boy, down!
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508. And now, where's this amazing bird,
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509. the one who stopped my old pal Eddie
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510. doing exactly whatever he wants,
10 times a night?
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511. Ah, yes, erm, Flash.
Let me introduce my fiancée, Kate.
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512. Hi, baby!
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513. Ah! She's got a tongue
like an electric eel
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514. and she likes
the taste of a man's tonsils!
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515. You don't want to marry this jerk, baby.
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516. Meet me on my horse in eight seconds.
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517. I can't run in this frock.
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518. You see, I find I actually prefer
wearing boys' clothes.
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519. Weird! I always feel
more comfy in a dress!
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520. I've got a plan.
And it's as hot as my pants!
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521. What a man Flash is, eh?
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522. Things'll certainly liven round here
now he's back, won't they, Fla...
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523. Flash?
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524. So long, suckers! Next time you get
bored of your lives, give me a call!
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525. And I'll come round and kill you.
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526. Goodbye, Edmund!
And thanks for everything!
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527. Hooray!
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528. Erm...
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529. It is customary on these occasions
for the groom to marry the bridesmaid.
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530. I presume you intend to honor this?
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531. I do.
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