1. Ready, march!
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3. Eyes right!
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4. Baldrick,
what are you doing out there?
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on this bullet, sir.
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6. - What are you carving?
- I'm carving "Baldrick", sir.
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7. Why?
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8. - It's a cunning plan, actually.
- Of course it is.
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with your name on it?
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bullet with my name on it,
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'cos I won't ever shoot myself.
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of there being two bullets
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are very small indeed.
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here that's "very small indeed".
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is so minute, Baldrick,
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cracked your head open,
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to cover a small water biscuit.
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21. Tally-ho, pip-pip,
and Bernard's your uncle.
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22. In English we say, "good morning".
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23. - Look what I got for you, sir.
- What?
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of "King & Country".
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25. Oh, damn inspiring stuff!
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26. The magazine that tells the tommies
the truth about the war.
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the greatest work of fiction
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In the French marriage service.
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29. Come, come, sir. Now, you can't
deny that this fine newspaper
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morale of the men.
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31. Certainly not,
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32. I just think that more
could be achieved
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real toilet paper.
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have against this magnificent mag?
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about as convincing
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defence lawyer.
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are all portrayed
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the size of Bournemouth.
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43. And look, sir, this also just
arrived for you this morning.
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44. Hmm, do you know what
this is, Lieutenant?
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45. - It's a good old service revolver.
- Wrong.
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service revolver,
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without asking for it.
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49. and I'm not talking about the
contents of Baldrick's apple crumble.
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because we didn't order
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ladders either.
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52. - New ladders?
- Yeah, came yesterday.
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and they were absolutely thrilled.
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54. - Isn't that right men?
- Yes, sir,
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since we burned the cats.
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an educated guess what it is.
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would find hard to do.
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education could go hang
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sing the school song very loud,
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from behind without blubbing.
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am a fully-rounded human being
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University of Life,
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School of Hard Knocks,
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from the Kindergarten
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Kicked Out of Me.
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lead me to deduce
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to go over the top.
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finally arrived for us
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British-style thrashing,
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trousers down?
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going to get killed, yes.
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Haig is about to make
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six inches closer to Berlin.
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Well let's make a start, eh?
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80. Up and over to glory, last one
in Berlin's a rotten egg.
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81. Give me your helmet,
Lieutenant.
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82. Yes, some sort of clever hat
camouflage might be in order.
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83. Permission to speak, sir.
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84. Granted, with a due sense
of exhaustion and dread.
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85. I have a cunning plan to get
us out of getting killed, sir.
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86. - Ah, yes, what is it?
- Cooking.
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87. I see.
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88. You know staff HQ is always on
the lookout for good cooks?
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89. Well, we go over there,
we cook 'em something,
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90. and we get out of the
trenches that way.
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91. - Baldrick, it's a brilliant plan.
- Is it?
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92. Yes, it's superb.
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93. Permission to write home
immediately, sir!
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94. This is the first brilliant plan
a Baldrick's ever had!
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95. For centuries we've tried,
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96. and they've always turned out
to be total pig swill.
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pleased as punch.
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98. Hmm, if only she were
as good-looking as punch, Baldrick.
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one slight flaw in the plan.
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in the entire world.
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who could boil a better egg than you.
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104. Your filet mignons in sauce Béarnaise
look like dog turds in glue.
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with rabbit droppings.
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109. And your cream custard has
the texture of cat's vomit.
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one of your meals in staff HQ,
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the greatest mass poisoning
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500 of her close friends around
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115. No, we'll have to think
of a better plan than that.
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while you chew it over?
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freshly shaved rat,
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in a puddle for a while.
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- Till it's drowned.
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under a hot light bulb,
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distance of the latrine,
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128. So that's sautéing.
And fricasséeing?
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just a slightly bigger rat.
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130. Well, call me old
Mr. Unadventurous,
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it a miss this once.
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132. Fair enough, sir.
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133. - More for the rest of us. Eh, sir?
- Absolutely, Private.
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134. Tally-ho, barf barf!
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135. Hello, the Savoy Grill.
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Yes, I'll be over in 40 minutes.
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139. Strangely enough, Baldrick,
it was Pope Gregory IX,
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140. inviting me for drinks aboard his
steam yacht "The Saucy Sue",
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141. currently wintering in Montego Bay
with the England cricket team
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142. and the Balinese
Goddess of Plenty.
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143. - Really?
- No, not really.
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General Melchett
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attractive new opportunities
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out for Britain.
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secret mission.
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152. - What's going on, Darling?
- Captain Blackadder to see you, sir.
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153. Ah, excellent.
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today, I think, please.
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about the other matter, sir,
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158. Ah, yes, the special mission.
At ease, Blackadder.
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159. Now, what I'm about to tell you
is absolutely tip-top-secret.
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160. - Is that clear?
- It is, sir.
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161. Now, I've compiled a list of
those with security clearance.
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- Yes, sir.
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164. It's top security, sir,
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captain needs to know.
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166. Nonsense!
Let's hear the list in full!
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for Mission Gainsborough,
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General C.H. Melchett.
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170. You and me, Darling, obviously.
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Haig's wife's friends,
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families' servants,
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tennis partners,
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called Bernard.
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178. So, it's maximum security,
is that clear?
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180. Only myself and the rest of the
English-speaking world is to know.
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has formulated
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ensure final victory in the field.
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us climbing out of our trenches
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towards the enemy, sir?
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know that, Blackadder?
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we used last time,
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times before that.
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191. And that is what is so
brilliant about it!
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totally off-guard!
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eighteen times before
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they'll expect us to do this time!
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one small problem.
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in the first ten seconds.
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is worried
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depressing the men a tadge.
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200. So he's looking to find
a way to cheer them up.
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201. Well, his resignation and suicide
would seem the obvious solution.
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202. Interesting thought.
Make a note of it, Darling.
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"King & Country".
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my favourite magazine...
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thoroughly absorbent.
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it would be right up your alley.
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plan is this:
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an especially stirring painting
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the men for the final push.
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is to labour night and day
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from amongst your men.
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the artistic talent
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colour-blind hedgehogs...
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a bit of a blow.
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the trenches immediately.
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- Mm-hm.
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if you've enjoyed,
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marvellous painting
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Bag Interior,
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hedgehog workshop of Sienna.
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you can find this man?
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that, having left the trenches,
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to post our man to Paris
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of the artistic atmosphere...
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a real masterpiece.
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but can you find the man?
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standing before you.
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It's coming, it's definitely coming.
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and a hand grenade
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are made of.
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242. They will be when
I've painted them
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Kaiser's backside.
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244. - Ah, now, now, this is interesting.
- What is?
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a bit of an impressionist.
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is of a man with no talent.
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"The Vomiting Cavalier"?
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supposed to be vomit.
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249. - It's dabs of light.
- No, it's vomit.
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250. - Yes, so, why did you choose that?
- You told me to, sir.
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252. Yeah, you told me to paint
whatever comes from within,
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in nursery art class
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my entire time
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to frighten Sarah Wallis.
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I was ever any good at.
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didn't keep it up.
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fact, I did, actually.
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I wouldn't show them to anyone,
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embarrassing daubs really,
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they give me pleasure.
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to you now as it happens,
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what they're worth.
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my hands cut off, I mean...
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about these before?
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want to blow one's own trumpet.
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you had a trumpet.
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my way out of the trenches.
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is paint something heroic
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simple-minded tommy.
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standing,
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over the body of a murdered nun,
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by a nasty old German.
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282. Excellent. I-I can see it now:
The Nun and the Hun.
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No time to lose.
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Baldrick and I will pose.
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art's greatest moment
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and told Leonardo da Vinci
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in the mud and be the nun.
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there, it's all wet.
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and get a broken nose.
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is it?
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The noble tommy?
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the body of the ravaged nun.
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before we started the picture.
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299. You know, the funny thing is,
my father was a nun.
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300. - No, he wasn't.
- He was so, sir.
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he was up in court,
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"Occupation?" he'd say, "None."
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your clothes on the stool.
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on the stool over there.
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"tackle out"?
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yes.
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realities of battle, George,
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that everyone notices
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have got their clothes on.
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fighting our battles au naturel.
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willing suspension of disbelief.
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anyone staring in disbelief
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the bloody thing... sharpish!
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it's a masterpiece.
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320. - But it completely covers my face.
- Exactly.
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will be here at any moment.
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leave the talking to me, all right?
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trench, as you know,
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is that clear?
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328. Yes, sir, absolutely.
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331. Excellent, at ease.
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332. Now, then, Blackadder,
where would you like me to sit?
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moustache today, nothing drastic.
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334. - We're here about the painting, sir.
- Oh, yes, of course.
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339. Absolutely top-hole sir, with a
ying and a yang and a yippetty-doo.
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340. Splendid!
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341. And your Uncle Bertie
sends his regards.
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have a week off in April.
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the boat race, do we?
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345. Certainly not.
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sir?
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you can't beat it.
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353. Baldrick, sir.
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354. Ah, tally-ho, yippety-dip,
and zing zang spillip.
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for the final chukka?
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know what he's talking about.
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to the big push?
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of the honest tommy.
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if you should falter,
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and I are behind you.
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miles behind you.
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at this artist of yours, Blackadder.
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- Thank you, sir.
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369. Yes, sir, I think I have.
None other than young George here.
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371. - Well, let's have a shufti then.
- It's simply called "War".
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and a stick of pineapple to me.
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open your mouth is anything
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when you open your paintbox,
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in phlegm!
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looking for at all, is it, Darling?
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381. - No, sir.
- No sir!
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It's Private Baldrick's.
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"My Family And Other Animals."
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sir, apart from this little thing.
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386. Ah, now that's more like it!
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really quite urgently, sir!
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George?
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It's totally inspiring!
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jump over the top
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sucks to you, Fritzie!"
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Blackadder?
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398. Of course I'm sure.
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399. - I'm afraid I don't believe you.
- How dare you, Darling?
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400. General, I can't let
that slur pass.
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401. What possible low, suspicious,
slanderous reason
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I didn't paint the picture?
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404. Three reasons,
as a matter of fact.
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405. - Firstly, you're in it.
- It's a self-portrait.
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406. Secondly, you told us
you couldn't paint.
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407. One doesn't like to
blow one's own trumpet.
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408. - Permission...
- Denied.
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409. And thirdly,
it's signed "George."
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410. Well spotted.
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411. But not signed George,
dedicated to George.
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412. King George.
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413. Gentlemen, The King.
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414. - The King!
- Where?
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415. Bravo, Blackadder,
I have absolutely
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our official regimental artist.
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417. You're a damn fine chap,
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418. not a pen-pushing, desk-sucking
blotter-jotter like Darling here.
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419. - Eh, Darling?
- No sir.
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420. No sir.
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421. Well, accompany us back
to HQ immediately.
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422. Ten shun!
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423. Permission to jolly well speak
right now, sir,
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424. otherwise I might just
burst like a bloody balloon!
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425. Later, George. Much later.
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426. Congratulations on your
new appointment, Blackadder.
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427. Thank you, sir.
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428. And may I say, Blackadder,
I am particularly pleased about it.
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429. - Are you?
- Oh, yes.
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430. Now that you are
our official war artist,
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431. we can give you the
full briefing.
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432. The fact is, Blackadder,
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433. that the King & Country cover
story was just a cover story!
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434. We want you, as our top painting
bard, to leave the trenches...
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435. Good.
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436. - ... tonight...
- Suits me.
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437. and go out into
No-Man's Land.
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438. - No-Man's Land.
- Yes.
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439. - Not Paris.
- No.
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440. We want you to come back
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441. with accurate drawings
of the enemy positions.
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442. You want me to sit in
No-Man's Land
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of the Germans?
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444. Precisely... good man!
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445. Well, it's a very
attractive proposition,
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446. but unfortunately,
not practical.
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447. You see, my medium is light.
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448. It'll be pitch-dark...
I won't be able to see a thing.
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449. Ah... that is a point.
I tell you what...
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450. We'll send up a
couple of flares.
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451. You'll be lit up like
a Christmas tree.
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452. Oh, excellent. Glad I checked.
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453. All right... total and utter quiet.
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454. So, for instance, if any of us
crawl over any barbed wire,
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456. Aaahhh!
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457. You just crawled over
some barbed wire, sir?
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458. No, Baldrick,
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459. I've just put my elbow
in a blob of ice cream.
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460. Well, that's all right.
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461. - Now, where the hell are we?
- It's a bit difficult to say.
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462. We appeared to have crawled into
an area marked with mushrooms.
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463. And what do those
symbols denote?
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464. That we're in a
field of mushrooms?
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465. That is a military map,
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466. It is unlikely to list
interesting flora and fungi.
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467. Look at the key and
you'll discover
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aren't for picking.
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469. Good Lord,
you're quite right, sir.
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470. It says "mine".
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471. So these mushrooms must belong
to the man who made the map.
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472. Either that, or we're in the
middle of a mine field.
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473. Oh, dear.
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474. So he owns the field as well?
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475. They're firing, sir,
they're firing!
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476. Yes, thank you, Lieutenant.
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477. If they hit me, you'll be sure
to point it out, won't you?
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478. Get on with your drawing
and let's get out of here.
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479. Surely we ought to
wait for the flare, sir,
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480. you see, my medium is light...
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481. Just use your imagination,
for heaven's sake!
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482. Wait a minute...
that's the answer.
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483. I can't believe
I've been so stupid!
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484. That is unusual,
'cos usually I'm the stupid one.
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485. Well, I'm not over-furnished
in the brain department.
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486. Well, on this occasion,
I've been stupidest of all.
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487. Oh, now, sir,
I will not have that.
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488. Baldrick and I will always be
more stupid than you.
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489. Isn't that right, Baldrick?
Stupid, stupid, stupid!
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490. Yeah... stupidy, stupidy,
stupidy!
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491. The stupidest stupids in the
whole history of stupidityness!
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492. Finished?
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493. I think the obvious
point is this...
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back to the dugout
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495. and do the painting from there.
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496. You do the most imaginative,
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497. most exciting possible drawing
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498. of German defences
from your imagination.
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499. I say, now,
that is a challenge.
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500. Quite.
Come on, let's get out of here.
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501. Oh, sir, just one thing...
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502. If we should happen to tread
on a mine, what do we do?
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503. Well, normal procedure,
Lieutenant,
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504. is to jump 200 feet into the air
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505. and scatter yourself
over a wide area.
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506. Are you sure this is what you saw,
Blackadder?
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507. Absolutely.
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508. There may have been
a few more armament factories
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509. and not quite as many elephants,
but that's generally it.
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510. Well, you know what this means.
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511. If it's true, sir, we'll have to
cancel the push.
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512. Exactly.
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513. - Damn!
- What a nuisance.
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514. Exactly what the enemy
would expect us to do,
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515. and therefore,
exactly what we shan't do!
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516. Ah. Now...
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517. If we attack where the
line is strongest,
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reconnaissance is a total shambles.
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519. This will lull him into a sense
of false security,
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520. and then next week
we can attack
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actually badly defended,
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523. since the Winchester
flower arranging team
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sore bottoms to one!
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525. Tell me... have you ever
visited the planet Earth, sir?
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526. So, best fighting
trousers on, Blackadder!
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527. Permission to shout "Bravo" at
an annoyingly loud volume, sir!
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528. - Permission granted.
- Bravo!
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529. That's the spirit!
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530. Just your kind of
caper, eh, Blackadder?
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531. Oh, yes.
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532. Good luck against
those elephants.
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533. Get me a chisel and some
marble, will you, Baldrick?
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535. No, I thought I'd get
my headstone done.
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536. What are you gonna put on it?
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537. Here lies Edmund Blackadder,
and he's bloody annoyed.
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538. We're going over, are we, sir?
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539. Yes, we are, unless I can think
of some brilliant plan.
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540. Would you like some rat au vin
to help you think?
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541. Rat au vin?
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542. Yeah, it's rat, and it's been...
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543. run over by a van.
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544. No thank you, Baldrick.
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545. Although it gives me an idea.
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546. Telephone, please.
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547. I suppose Blackadder
and his boys
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the top by now, sir.
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549. Yes. God, I wish I was
out there with them,
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550. dodging the bullets,
instead of having to sit here
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552. and eating these fillet mignons
with sauce Béarnaise.
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553. My thoughts exactly, sir.
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554. Damn this Chateau Lafitte.
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555. He's a very brave man,
Blackadder,
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556. and of course that lieutenant
of his, George.
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557. Cambridge man, you know.
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558. His uncle Bertie and I
used to break wind for our college.
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559. Slightly unusual taste,
this sauce Béarnaise.
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560. Yes, and to be quite frank,
these mignons are...
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561. are a little... well...
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562. - What?
- Well, dungy.
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563. What on earth's wrong
with our cook?
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564. Well, it's rather
strange story, sir.
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565. Oh? Tell, tell.
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566. Well, sir, I received a
phone call this afternoon
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567. from Pope Gregory IX
telling me that our cook
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568. had been selected for
the England cricket team
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569. and must set sail for the
West Indies immediately.
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570. Really?
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571. Barely a moment later,
the phone rang again.
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572. It was a trio of
wandering Italian chefs
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573. who happened to be in the area
offering their services.
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574. So I had the quartermaster
take them on at once.
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575. Oh? Jumping Jupiter!
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576. Are you sure these are real
raisins in this plum duff?
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577. Oh yes, I'm sure they are, sir.
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578. Everything will be all right
once the cream custard arrives.
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579. Jolly good fun, sir,
but dash it all,
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580. we appear to have
missed the big push!
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581. Oh, damn, so we have.
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582. One thing puzzles me,
Baldrick...
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583. How did you manage to get so much
custard out of such a small cat?
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