1. I must say it was jolly nice of you
to ask me to share your breakfast.
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2. It is said that civilised man seeks
out good and intelligent company.
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3. Through learned discourse, he may
rise above savage and closer to God.
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4. Yes, I've heard that.
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5. I like to start the day with a dickhead
to remind me I'm best.
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6. Beshrew me, Edmund! You're in good fooling.
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7. Don't say 'beshrew me',
Only stupid actors say that.
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8. Oh, how I would love to be an actor!
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9. I had great talent for it.
I was the man of a thousand faces.
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10. How'd you come to choose
the ugly mug you've got now?
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11. - Tush, my lord.
- Don't say 'tush' either.
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12. It's a short step from 'tush' to
'hey nonny' and then I'll call the police.
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13. God pats me on the head and says:
"Good boy, Edmund!"
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14. My aunt and uncle, Lord
and Lady Whiteadder
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15. the two most fanatical
puritans in England
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16. have invited themselves
to dinner here tonight.
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17. Aren't they the most frightful bores?
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18. They have one great
redeeming feature; Their wallets.
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19. More capacious than an elephant's
scrotum and as difficult to get into.
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20. At least until now, for tonight
they wish to discuss my inheritance.
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21. Hey nonny nonny, my lord! Good news!
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22. Baldrick!
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23. Why have you got cheese
tied to the end of your nose?
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24. To catch mice, my lord.
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25. I lie on the floor with my mouth open
and hope they scurry in.
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26. - And do they?
- Not yet, my lord.
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27. I'm not surprised. Your breath
comes straight from Satan's bottom.
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28. The only mouse you're going to catch
is one without a nose.
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29. That's a pity,
the nose is the best bit on a mouse.
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30. That would be luxury compared to
what Percy and I must eat tonight.
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31. We are entertaining
puritan vegetable folk, Balders.
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32. - And that means no meat.
- Then I shall make Turnip Surprise.
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33. - And the surprise is?
- There's nothing in it except turnip.
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34. So, the Turnip Surprise would be a turnip.
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35. Oh yeah...
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36. Get the door, Baldrick.
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37. If things go as planned,
congratulations are in order.
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38. Nice try, Percy. But
you're not getting a penny.
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39. Baldrick. I would advise you to make
your explanation phenomenally good.
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40. - You said: "Get the door".
- Not good enough. You're fired.
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41. But, my lord,
I've been in your family since 1532!
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42. So has syphilis. Now get out!
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43. By the way, there was a messenger outside.
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44. He says the Queen wants to see you;
Lord Melchett is very sick.
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45. - He's at Death's door.
- My old reinstated family retainer.
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46. Let's go and open it for him, then!
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47. Edmund! Quick! Melchett's dying.
We must do something!
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48. Yes, of course. Some sort of celebration.
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49. But let's wait until
he's actually snuffed it.
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50. Nursie's old methods
don't seem to be working.
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51. It all started last night
at about two o'clock.
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52. I was tucked into bed having
a scrummy dream about ponies
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53. when I was wakened by
a terrific banging from Lord Melchett.
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54. I never knew he had it in him.
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55. It's true! He was banging
on the castle gate, falling over...
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56. And singing a strange song about
a girl who possessed something...
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57. Oh, yes. It's a lovely old hymn.
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58. I think I know what's
wrong with Lord Melchett.
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59. And unfortunately, it isn't fatal.
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60. Hurry up and cure the horrible man.
I'm fed up with him moaning.
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61. And letting off such great
and fruit some flappy woof-woofs.
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62. One can't believe one's tiny nosy.
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63. The truth is,
Lord Melchett just can't take his ale.
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64. I may be a little delicate this morning,
but what I drank last night
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65. - would have floored a rhinoceros!
- If it was allergic to lemonade.
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66. It's Blackadder here
who can't take his ale.
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67. - Oh yeah?
- Yeah!
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68. This is so exciting! The
boys are getting tough.
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69. We all remember the embarrassment
of the visit of the King of Austria
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70. when Blackadder was found
naked at Hampton Court singing:
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71. "I'm Merlin the Happy Pig!"
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72. So what did you have last night?
A whole pint of potato juice?
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73. I had two flagons of claret
and a double helping of curried turtle!
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74. It's no holds barred with us at
the annual communion-wine tasting.
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75. For me and the boys,
every night is drinking night!
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76. - Says who?
- Says me!
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77. You should come and have a look
at the underside of my table.
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78. - Tonight!
- Tonight?
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79. Yeah! Come on, Melchy.
What are you scared of?
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80. All right, tonight. I'll be there.
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81. Hurray! And last one
under the table gets...
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82. Ten thousand florins from the loser.
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83. Right. Well, I'll get the beer in then.
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84. Nursie.
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85. - Do you know what I'm going to do?
- What?
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86. I'm going to find out
what happens at these boys' nights.
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87. - Good idea, poppet.
- And
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88. I'll wear a cloak with a cowl,
so no-one will recognise me.
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89. You're so clever today, you better
be careful your foot doesn't fall off.
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90. Does that happen
when you have lots of brilliant ideas?
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91. My brother had this brilliant idea
of cutting his toenails with a scythe,
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92. and his foot fell off.
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93. The person we're looking for is
an aggressive drunken lout
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94. with intelligence of a four year old
and sexual sophistication of a donkey.
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95. - Cardinal Wolsey...
- Baldrick!
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96. My lord?
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97. - Why?
- I got fed up with the all-mouse diet.
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98. Thought I'd try cat for variety.
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99. Good, well done.
Returning to the real world:
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100. do you have a knife?
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101. Good. I wish to quickly
send off some party invitations.
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102. I wish to write them in blood.
Your blood, to be precise.
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103. How much blood will you be requiring?
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104. Oh, nothing much. Just a small puddle.
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105. Will you want me to cut anything off?
An arm or a leg?
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106. Good lord, no. A little prick should do.
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107. Very well, my lord.
I am your bondsman and must obey.
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108. For God's sake! A
little prick on your finger.
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109. - I haven't got one there!
- Forget it.
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110. Thank you, my lord.
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111. Perce, how's this list going?
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112. I thought we could invite
my girlfriend, Gwendoline...
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113. - No chicks. Who else?
- That's as far as I'd got, actually.
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114. I'll dictate. First: Simon Partridge.
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115. Oh, not Farter's Parters,
also known as Mr Ostrich.
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116. - Even he...
- But he's a fearful oik!
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117. Takes one to know one, Perce.
Secondly: Sir Geoffrey Piddle.
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118. Here's-To-The-Health-Of
Cardinal-Chunder Piddle?
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119. Thirdly: Freddie Frobisher,
the Flatulent Hermit of Lindisfarne.
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120. Oh, paugh paugh!
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121. - That should do the trick.
- And Lord and Lady Whiteadder.
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122. Oh, yes.
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123. Oh, no.
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124. It does look a teeny bit
like trying to get out of it.
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125. No, Ma'am.
I just want to make it another night.
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126. - Certainly not!
- I beg your pardon?
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127. It's just one excuse after another.
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128. Next thing, he'll be trying
to get out of having his bath.
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129. - He isn't talking about baths, Nursie.
- Well, he should be.
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130. Soon he'll be saying
he doesn't want his nappy changed!
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131. Lord Blackadder doesn't wear a nappy.
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132. In that case, it's even more
important that he has a bath!
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133. I know why you want to get out of it.
I remember the last party.
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134. I found you face-down in a puddle,
wearing a pointy hat and singing.
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135. Yes, all right! Tonight it is.
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136. Oh, Edmund. I do love
it when you get cross.
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137. Sometimes I think of executing you
to see the expression on your face.
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138. Let's make sure you've got this.
We're having two parties here tonight.
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139. And they must be kept completely separate.
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140. Firstly, a total piss-up involving beer
throwing and wall-to-wall vomiting.
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141. To be held here in Baldrick's bedroom.
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142. Secondly, Percy will join me in here
for the gourmet turnip eating.
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143. - Is the Turnip Surprise ready?
- Yes, it is my lord.
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144. - Then what is so funny?
- Well, my lord,
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145. while Baldrick and I
were preparing the Turnip Surprise...
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146. We had a surprise!
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147. We came across a turnip
that was exactly the same shape...
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148. As a thingy!
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149. A thingy?
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150. A great big thingy! It was terrific.
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151. Size is no guarantee of quality, Baldrick.
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152. Horses are well endowed, but
it doesn't make them sensitive lovers.
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153. I trust you have removed
this hilarious item?
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154. Nothing stops an inheritance
like a thingy-shaped turnip.
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155. Absolutely, Edmund. But it was jolly funny!
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156. I found it particulary ironic, 'cause
I've got a thingy shaped like a turnip.
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157. I'm quite fun at parties! I hide in the
vegetable rack and scare children.
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158. Perhaps you've forgotten I'm having
a drinking competition tonight
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159. with Lord Melchett,
and ten thousand florins are at stake!
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160. - Oh dear!
- What do you mean?
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161. Firstly: You haven't
got ten thousand florins.
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162. And thirdly: One drop of the ale
and you fall flat on your face.
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163. That's nonsense. But
just in case it's true...
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164. - It is true.
- Yes, all right!
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165. The plan is: When I call for my
Incredibly Strong Ale
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166. you must pass me water
in an ale bottle. Got that?
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167. When you call for ale, I pass water.
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168. Percy, your job is to stay here
and suck up to my aunt.
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169. I think you can trust me
to know how to handle a woman.
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170. Right, here goes.
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171. Uncle! Aunt! Greetings!
How nice it is to see you.
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172. Wicked child! Don't lie.
Everyone hates us, and you know it.
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173. May I introduce my friend Lord Percy.
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174. Well, well, well, Eddy!
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175. You didn't tell me you had
such a good-looking aunt!
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176. Good morrow to thee, gorgeousness!
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177. I know what I like, and I like what I see.
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178. Be gone, Satan!
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179. I hope you had a pleasant inheritance...
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180. Did I say 'inheritance'? I meant journey.
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181. If you'd just like to
help yourself to a legacy... a chair.
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182. Chair? You have chairs in your house?
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183. Wicked child! Chairs
are an invention of Satan!
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184. In our home, Nathaniel sits on a spike.
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185. - And yourself?
- I sit on Nathaniel.
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186. Two spikes would be an extravagance.
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187. I will suffer comfort this once.
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188. We shall just have to stick forks
in our legs between courses.
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189. I trust you remember we eat no meat?
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190. Here we feast only
on God's lovely turnip, mashed.
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191. Mashed?!
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192. Wicked child! Mashing is
also the work of Beelzebub.
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193. For Satan saw God's blessed turnip,
and he envied it,
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194. and mashed it to spoil its sacred shape.
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195. I shall have my turnip as God intended.
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196. - Baldrick!
- My lord?
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197. Would you fetch my dear aunt a raw turnip?
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198. - We've only got the one that...
- Just do it. Thank you.
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199. Uncle, will you have your turnip
mashed, or as God intended?
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200. He will not answer you,
he has taken a vow of silence.
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201. I believe that silence is golden.
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202. Inheritance.
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203. Edmund! I trust
you have invited no other guests?
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204. Where there are other guests
there are people to fornicate with!
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205. Well, quite.
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206. I'll just go and tell them
to fornicate off. Lord Percy.
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207. Well, Lord Whiteadder, a vow of silence...
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208. That's quite an interesting thing.
Tell me about it.
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209. Happy Birthday to you!
Happy Birthday to you!
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210. Happy Birthday, Eddy-Baby.
Happy Birthday to you!
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211. It's not my birthday, Archdeacon!
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212. Well, get stuck in, boys.
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213. Stuck in! Way-hey! Get it?
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214. Well, it sounds a bit rude, doesn't it?
Stuck in!
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215. Sorry, back in a tick.
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216. A tick! Now that
sounds a bit rude, doesn't it?
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217. Sounds a bit like bum!
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218. Melchett!
Late I see, to avoid the early drinking.
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219. You really are a beginner.
You forgot your comedy breasts!
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220. Au contraire, Blackadder.
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221. Let's wait until
we get down to the serious drinking.
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222. No, it's this way. Here we are.
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223. - Good evening.
- Lads, this is Lord Melchett.
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224. - Give him a large one, will you?
- Large one! Way-hey! Get it?
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225. Yes, you do! Large one! Sounds a bit rude.
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226. You may find the conversation
a bit above your head at first.
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227. Well, down the hatch!
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228. - I heard there was a party on.
- No, there are two.
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229. - But I'm a friend of Lord Percy.
- You must be Gwendoline! Come in.
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230. - Thank you very much.
- It's in here.
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231. I'm sorry about that.
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232. Sorry, he's sick.
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233. Leprosy of the brain.
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234. Or he is trying to tell you
you're wearing a pair of Devil's dumplings.
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235. Oh my God. My earmuffs have fallen down!
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236. It's getting... Would you like a pair?
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237. Cold is God's way of telling us
to burn more catholics!
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238. - Which reminds me, Aunty...
- Don't call me "Aunty"!
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239. Aunt is a relative,
and relatives are evidence of sex,
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240. and sex is hardly a fitting subject
for the dinner table.
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241. - Or, indeed, any table.
- Except a table in a brothel.
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242. Oh dear.
It seems you have fallen off your chair.
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243. Oh my God!
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244. Your turnip, my Lady.
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245. Very good! Very good!
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246. It takes me right back
to our wedding night.
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247. We had raw turnips that night.
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248. - What was that?
- What was what?
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249. - That noise!
- Noise?
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250. - Did you hear a noise, Percy?
- No.
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251. Apart from that colossal drunken roar.
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252. Oh, that noise!
It's the catholics next door, I'm afraid.
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253. I'll just go and burn
them. Back in a minute.
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254. - Yes?
- I'm suffocating!
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255. Now take a deep breath.
And another. Better?
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256. - Yes.
- Good.
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257. Mind you, I'll say one thing for catholics.
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258. They do have natural rhythm!
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259. - I notice you're not drinking.
- I'm holding my own here.
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260. Way-hey! Holding my own!
Now that sounds incredibly rude.
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261. Yes, well.
I never went to university, of course.
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262. It doesn't explain
why you're not drinking with us.
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263. That's what I wanted to talk about.
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264. What do you say to the idea
of ten minutes silence
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265. to get some really serious drinking in?
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266. Yes, I said: "Please give me silence".
Not: "Drench me with dribble".
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267. - Here's a nice glass of cider.
- Only cider?
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268. I'm going to go and put some brandy in it!
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269. - How are we all going, then?
- Not well!
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270. Let us discuss your inheritance.
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271. - A little drink first?
- Wicked child!
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272. Drink is urine for the last leper in Hell!
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273. No, this is only water.
This is a house of simple purity.
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274. Great booze-up, Edmund!
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275. Do you know that man?
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276. No.
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277. - He called you Edmund?
- Oh, know him. Yes, I do.
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278. Then can you explain
what he meant by great booze-up?
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279. Yes, I can.
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280. My friend is a missionary,
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281. and on his last visit abroad
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282. brought back with him
the chief of a famous tribe.
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283. His name is Great Bu.
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284. He's been suffering from sleeping sickness.
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285. And he has obviously just woken
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286. - because you heard: "Great Bu's up".
- Well done, Edmund.
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287. I think I'd better go and visit him.
Perce, over to you.
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288. Yes. How about some sort of game?
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289. How about a couple of frames
of Shove-Piggy-Shove?
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290. You challenged me to
a drinking competition,
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291. and I haven't seen you touch a drop!
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292. You twist and turn like
a... twisty-turny thing.
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293. I say you're a weedy pigeon,
and you can call me Susan if it isn't so.
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294. All right! Baldrick, fetch my
Incredibly Strong Ale!
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295. Good God! Not Dr McGloo's Amber Enema?
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296. - A drink for schoolgirls.
- Not Strollop's Lobster Scrumpy?
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297. No! It is Blackadder's Bowel Basher.
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298. A brew guaranteed to knock
the backsides off a concrete elephant!
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299. - Naw! It is water.
- What!
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300. No, but seriously, Baldrick.
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301. You did call for
your Incredibly Strong Ale, my lord?
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302. That's a relief. I thought
I'd made a mistake.
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303. My God, he is right. It is water!
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304. Come on, lads. Let's give him a real drink.
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305. - Well, fine.
- Bums up!
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306. Way-hey! Bums!
Sounds a bit like bums, doesn't it?
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307. Drink, Blackadder. Drink!
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308. 42 seconds later.
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309. Percy, I've lost the bet.
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310. Edmund! Explain yourself.
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311. I can't. Not just like that.
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312. I'm a complicated person, you see.
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313. Sometimes I'm nice
and sometimes I'm nasty.
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314. And sometimes
I just like to sing little songs like:
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316. I mean, explain why
you are wearing a cardinal's hat,
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317. why you are grinning inanely,
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318. and why you have a feather
sticking out of your britches.
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319. I'm wearing a cardinal's hat
because I'm Cardinal Chunder.
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320. I have an ostrich feather up my bottom
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321. because Mr Ostrich put it there
to keep in the little pixies.
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322. And I'm grinning inanely
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323. because I think I've succeeded
in conning you and your husband
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324. out of a whopping great inheritance!
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325. Is that right?
May I remind you, cursed creature
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326. that your inheritance depends
upon your not drinking or gambling.
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327. Damn! Percy, the Devil
farts in my face once more.
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328. Not mentioning farts was also a condition.
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329. Shove off, you old trout!
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330. How dare you speak to my husband like that!
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331. Nathaniel, we're leaving!
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332. - And you...
- Yes?
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333. Has anyone told you
you're a giggling imbecile?
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334. - Oh, yes.
- Good!
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335. Good riddance, you old witch!
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336. She's forgotten her broomstick!
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337. Look... I just wanted to say thanks
for a splendid evening.
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338. Yes, first rate, all round.
Particularly your jester.
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339. By the way, I loved the turnip.
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340. Very funny.
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341. Exactly the same shape as a thingy!
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342. Good God!
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343. - Look who it is!
- Who is it?
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344. Well, it's a boys' party. She's a girl,
so she must be the stripper.
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345. Oh, no. Don't get too depressed, Edmund.
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346. I mean, money isn't everything.
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347. Think of clouds and daisies,
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348. and the lovely smiles
on little babies' faces.
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349. Be quiet, Percy.
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350. This way!
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351. Whoa! Another stripper!
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352. And a male stripper!
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353. Oh, yes. This is much more like it!
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354. And she's come dressed as the Queen!
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355. Sexy!
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356. Do you know who I am?
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357. Yes. I know who you are.
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358. - Who?
- You're Merlin the Happy Pig!
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359. Wrong, I'm afraid. I am
the Queen of England!
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360. I may have the body
of a weak and feeble woman,
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