1. By the center, quick march!
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3. Eyes right!
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- No, thank you, erm...
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- Oh, thank you, sir.
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all this hanging about, sir!
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I strongly suspect that your
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something in the air?
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so looking forward to all these years.
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polished brass knobs on!
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in the shallow end.
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Tomorrow at dawn.
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See you later then. Bye.
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is nearly at an end.
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General Insanity Melchett
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I'm getting out of here.
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was bloomin' hell worth it, guv'nor.
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since Christmas, 1914
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than an asthmatic ant
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we'll break through.
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in 15 seconds.
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Oh, I joined up straight away, sir.
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Oh, what a day that was.
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recruiting office
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in the queue.
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only the week before
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off to hammer the Boche.
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Ypres, unfortunately.
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a parcel sausage end
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with the Aussies.
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the Trinity Tiddlers still alive.
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and not a jolly one.
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going over the top tomorrow!
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- Thank you, sir.
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- Captain B.
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if you've got a moment,
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with a magnificent entrance hall,
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"This is a large crisis."
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and a pair of underpants.
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I picked up in the Sudan.
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to Blighty before you can say "wooble."
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back to Blighty.
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but you never said "wooble."
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- Oh, wooble wooble.
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- London.
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- A small village on Mars,
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the capital city, Wooble.
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Ready for the off, eh?
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some exploding trousers.
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Have you gone barking mad?
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Cluck, cluck, gibber, gibber.
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to tell General Melchett
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110. I must return to England at once.
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- Beep.
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I'll be back as soon as I can.
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Baldrick, fix us some coffee, will you?
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less like mud this time.
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- Cos it is mud.
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your coffee since,
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- Hmm.
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makes all the difference.
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New Year's Eve, 1915,
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using sugar substitute.
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- Dandruff.
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some milk this time...
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- No...
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but I think I'll cancel the coffee.
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I'm afraid, sir.
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they'd be along directly, but, well...
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Okay. Okay.
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totally and utterly bonkerooni means.
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to do except sit and wait.
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like Birmingham Bertie
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You're Sitting On My Artichokes.
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might be rather more fun.
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where babies come from.
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there wasn't a war on, right?
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went away, right?
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of affairs to the other case of affairs?
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and his villainous empire-building.
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covers a quarter of the globe
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a small sausage factory in Tanganyika.
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be entirely absolved from blame
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called Archie Duke
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the Archduke of Austro-Hungary got shot.
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an ostrich involved, sir.
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not to have a war.
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I always loved history.
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Henry VIII and his six knives, all that.
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in order to prevent war in Europe,
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the French and the Russians on one side,
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on the other.
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two vast opposing armies,
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isn't it, sir?
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there was a tiny flaw in the plan.
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- It was bollocks.
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for nothing?
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I'll go prepare the ground.
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- George, how's the patient?
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I'm afraid, sir. I...
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Stir-fry crazy.
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on his head and stuffed
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in the Sudan.
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Dismissed.
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Didn't hear you come in.
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they tell me you've gone mad.
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Must be a breakdown of communication.
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with excitement, waiting for the off.
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a perfectly rational explanation.
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- Well, it's rather odd, sir.
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The Hero of Mboto Gorge mad?
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to see he's as sane as I am.
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we massacred the peace-loving pygmies
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and stole all their fruit?
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- Sir.
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- Three lumps.
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three lumps, Baldrick?
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to hear the news of the big push.
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the Hun that it takes more than
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to defeat the armies of King George!
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- Ah, cappuccino.
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you sprinkle on the top?
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- No, no.
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you've got out there, Blackadder.
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fine bodies of men.
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You'll pull through.
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the old Harrovians back in '96,
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through to their back line,
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and we bobbed and we wove
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wasn't armed with a heavy machine gun.
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- Sir.
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the Harrow Governors,"
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Now then, soldier,
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those Frenchies a damn good licking?
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261. Er, no, sir. It's the Germans
we shall be licking, sir.
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if he was glazed in honey.
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- Now then, soldier,
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- Certainly do, sir.
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- Certainly don't, sir.
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with beards, sir.
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Native cockney wit.
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but obviously there's no place
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with a dicky heart and a wooden bladder.
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if you want to accompany me back to HQ
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in the car.
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I wouldn't miss this show for anything.
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as a very excited person
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to be excited, sir.
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for coffee and cakes.
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with you today, Darling?
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Come on, Darling, we're leaving.
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you're not barking any more.
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Although quite clearly you are.
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and you didn't take it.
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to get stuck into the Boche!
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get stuck into the Boche!
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by machine gun fire
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- Shall I do my war poem?
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if I gave the honest answer?
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"No, I'd rather French kiss a skunk."
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War's a horrid thing"
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in the middle,
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I could go on all night.
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you couldn't!
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- I say, sir! That is spooky!
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I think I've got to get out of here!
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for old time's sake.
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and you ask him to get you out of here.
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it's pathetic!
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once, it was 20 years ago,
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you've got it!
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you've got it too, now, sir.
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One phone call and I'll be free.
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I'll call about 5:45.
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Well, I'll get packing.
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after the war.
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I'll come visit you.
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Oh, bravo! Yes.
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and come down and stay in the country,
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fill it with water
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professional soldier, and yet,
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soldiering at all.
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I did like it, back in the old days
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of a British campaign
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for heaven's sake?
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armed to the teeth
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anything as awful as this war.
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of ordering a pink gin,
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in Swahili,
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heavily armed Germans hove into view.
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going to be such fun, too.
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and everything.
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I ever felt really popular.
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and kissed me.
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First casualty of the war.
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was bayonet sacks full of straw.
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we all met up, didn't we?
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that wonderful Christmas truce.
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We could hear Silent Night
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clear air of no man's land.
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emerging out of the freezing night mist,
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and went to meet them.
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during one Christmas piss-up
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two-and-a-half years of war.
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388. Remember it? How could I forget it?
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389. I was never offside!
I could not believe that decision!
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390. And since then we've been stuck here
for three flipping years!
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391. We haven't moved!
All my friends are dead,
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392. my pet spider, Sammy.
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393. Katy the worm. Berty the bird.
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394. Everyone except Neville the fat hamster.
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395. I'm afraid Neville bought it, too.
I'm sorry.
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396. Neville gone, sir?
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397. Actually, not quite gone.
He's in the corner, bunging up the sink.
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398. Oh, no!
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399. It didn't have to happen, sir!
If it wasn't for this terrible war,
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400. Neville would still be here today,
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401. sniffling his little nose
and going, "Eek."
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402. On the other hand, if he hadn't died,
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403. I wouldn't have been able to insert
a curtain rod
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404. in his bottom and use him as a dish mop.
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405. Why can't we just stop, sir?
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406. Why can't we just say,
"No more killing, let's all go home?"
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407. Why would it be stupid
just to pack it in, sir, why?
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408. Now, now, now, look here,
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409. you just stop
that conchie talk right now, Private.
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410. It's absurd, it's Bolshevism,
and it wouldn't work, anyway.
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411. - Why not, sir?
- Why not?
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412. What do you mean?
Why wouldn't it work?
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413. It wouldn't work
because they're...
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414. Now, you just get on with
polishing those boots, all right?
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415. And let's have a bit less of that lip!
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416. I think I managed to crush
the mutiny there, sir.
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417. Well, to think, sir,
in just a few hours, we'll be off.
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418. Of course, not that I wouldn't
miss all this, sir. But, uh...
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419. I mean, we've had some good times.
We've had damnably good laughs, eh?
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420. Yes, can't think
of any specific ones myself.
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421. - Darling?
- Sir.
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422. No, no. Sit, sit, sit.
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423. - Can't sleep either, eh?
- Ah, no, sir.
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424. Thinking about the push, sir.
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425. Hoping the Boche will forget
to set their alarm clocks,
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426. oversleep, and still be in their pyjamas
when our boys turn up.
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427. Yes, yes.
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428. I've been thinking, too, Darling.
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429. - Sir?
- You know,
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430. over these last few yea rs,
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431. I've come to think of you
as a sort of son.
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432. Not a favorite son, of course.
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433. Lord, no! More a sort of illegitimate
backstairs sort of sprog, you know?
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434. A sort of spotty squirt
that nobody really likes.
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435. But, nonetheless,
still fruit of my overactive loins.
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436. Ah, thank you, sir.
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437. And I want to do
what's best for you, Darling,
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438. so I've given it a great deal of thought
and I want you to have this.
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439. A postal order for 10 shillings.
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440. No, sorry.
That's my godson's wedding present.
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441. Ah, here.
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442. Er, no, sir. This is a commission
for the front line, sir.
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443. Yes.
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444. I've been awfully selfish,
Darling, keeping you back here
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in the fun and games.
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446. This will let you get
to the front line immediately.
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447. But, sir, I don't want to.
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448. To leave me?
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449. I appreciate that, Darling,
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450. but damn it,
I'll just have to enter Berlin
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451. without someone to carry
my feathery hat.
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452. No, sir,
I don't want to go into battle...
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453. Without me? I know,
but I'm too old, Darling.
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454. I'm just going to have to
sit this one out
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with the half-time oranges
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456. and the fat, wheezy boys
with a note from matron,
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457. while you young bloods link arms
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458. and go together
for the glorious final scrum down.
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459. No, sir. You're...
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460. You're not listening, sir.
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461. I'm begging you. Please.
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462. For the sake of all the times
I've helped you
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463. with your dicky bows
and your dicky bladder...
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464. Please, don't make me...
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465. Make you go through the farewell
debagging ceremony in the mess.
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466. No, I've spared you that too,
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467. you touchingly sentimental young booby.
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468. No, no fuss, no bother.
The driver is already here.
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469. - But...
- No, no. Not a word, Kevin.
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470. I know what you want to say.
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471. I know.
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472. Goodbye, Kevin Darling.
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473. Goodbye, sir.
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474. It's stopped raining at last, sir,
begging your pardon.
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475. Looks like we might
have a nice day for it.
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476. - Yes, it's nearly morning.
- Good Lord, so it is.
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477. Right, time to make my call.
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478. Hello, Field Marshal
Sir Douglas Haig, please.
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479. Yes, it's urgent.
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480. - Haig.
- Hello, Sir Douglas!
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481. Who is this?
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482. Captain Blackadder, sir.
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483. Erstwhile of the 7945th
East African Rifles.
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484. - Good Lord. Blacky!
- Yes, sir!
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485. - Haven't seen you since...
- '92, sir. Mboto Gorge.
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486. By jingo, yes.
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487. We sure gave those pygmies
a good squashing.
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488. We certainly did, sir,
and do you remember...
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489. My God, yes.
You saved my damn life that day, Blacky.
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490. If it weren't for you,
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491. that pygmy woman with the sharpened
mango could have seriously...
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492. Well, exactly, sir.
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493. And do you remember then that you said
that if I was ever in real trouble,
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that I was to call you,
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495. and you'd do everything
you could to help me?
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496. Yes, yes, I do, and I stick by it.
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497. You know me,
not a man to change my mind.
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498. No, we've noticed that.
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499. So, what do you want? Spit it out, man.
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500. Well, you see, sir,
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501. it's the big push today,
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502. and I'm not all that keen
to go over the top.
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503. Oh, I see. Well...
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504. It was a viciously sharp slice
of mango, wasn't it, sir?
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505. Well, this is most irregular,
but, erm...
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506. All right. If I do fix it for you,
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507. I never want to hear from you again,
is that clear?
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508. Suits me, Dougie!
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509. Very well. Listen carefully, Blackadder.
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510. I won't repeat this.
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511. Put your underpants on your head
and stick two pencils up your nose.
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512. They'll think you're crazy
and send you home.
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513. Right, favor returned!
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514. I think the phrase
rhymes with clucking bell.
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515. Does that mean you'll be
going over the top now, sir?
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516. Field Marshal?
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517. Well, not...
Not quite, Blackadder! At least not yet.
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518. No, I just wanted to let you know
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519. that I've sent
a little surprise over for you.
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520. Sir!
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521. - Captain Darling.
- Captain Blackadder.
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522. Here to join us for the last waltz?
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523. Erm, yes.
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524. Tired of folding the General's pyjamas.
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525. Well, this is splendid, comradely news.
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526. Together, we'll fight
for King and country,
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527. and be sucking sausages
in Berlin by teatime.
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528. Yes, I hope their cafes
are well-stocked.
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529. Everyone seems determined to eat out
the moment they arrive.
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530. No, really, this is brave,
splendid and noble!
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- Yes, Lieutenant?
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532. I'm scared, sir.
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533. I'm scared too, sir.
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534. I mean, I'm the last of
the tiddlywinking leap-froggers
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535. from the golden summer of 1914.
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536. I don't want to die.
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537. Really, I'm not over keen
on dying at all, sir.
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538. How are you feeling, Darling?
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539. Erm, not all that good, Blackadder.
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540. Rather hoped
I'd get through the whole show,
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542. keep wicket for the Croydon gentlemen,
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543. marry Doris...
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544. Made a note in my diary
on the way here.
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545. It simply says, "Bugger."
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546. Well, quite.
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547. - Stand to!
- Right, let's move.
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548. Fix bayonets.
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549. Don't forget your stick, Lieutenant.
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550. Oh no, sir, wouldn't want to face
a machine gun without this!
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551. Listen. Our guns have stopped.
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552. - You don't think...
- Maybe the war's over.
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553. Maybe it's peace.
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554. Well, hurrah!
The big knobs have gone 'round the table
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555. and yanked the iron out of the fire!
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556. Thank God! We lived through it.
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557. The Great War, 1914 to 1917.
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558. - Hip hip!
- Hooray!
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559. I'm afraid not.
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560. The guns have stopped
because we're about to attack.
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561. Not even our generals
are mad enough to shell their own men.
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562. They think it's far more sporting
to let the Germans do it.
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563. So we are in fact going over.
This is, as they say, it.
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564. I'm afraid so, unless I can
think of something very quickly.
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565. Company, one pace forward.
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566. Oh, there's a nasty splinter
on that ladder, sir!
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567. A bloke could hurt himself on that.
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568. Stand ready.
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569. I have a plan, sir.
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570. Really, Baldrick?
A cunning and subtle one?
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571. Yes, sir.
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572. As cunning as a fox
who's just been appointed
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at Oxford University?
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574. Yes, sir.
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575. On the signal,
company will advance.
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576. Well, I'm afraid it'll have to wait.
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577. Whatever it was, I'm sure it was better
than my plan to get out of this
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579. I mean, who would have noticed
another madman around here?
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