1. Oh, God, bills, bills, bills!
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and a slightly effeminate hairdo.
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sometimes I feel like a pelican.
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an enormous bill in front of me.
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Let's see what's in the kitty, shall we?
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8. Ninepence! Oh, God,
what are we going to do?
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9. Don't worry, Mr B. I have a cunning plan
to solve the problem.
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11. that you tried to solve the problem
of your mother's low ceiling
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15. Then, you pay all your bills,
and on top of that,
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17. Baldrick, I could become a prostitute
and pay my bills,
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18. and everyone would want
to sleep with me,
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19. but I do consider certain professions
beneath me.
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a common thief should be idolised
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a horse between his legs.
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22. My favourite's the Shadow.
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23. What a man, they say he's halfway
to being the new Robin Hood.
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to giving it to the poor yet.
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27. Look, I've got a poster of him.
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28. Baldrick, I have no desire to get hung,
for wearing a silly hat.
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29. If I want to get rich quick,
all I have to do is go upstairs
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31. Ah! The bank's open.
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32. Good morning, sir.
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33. May I say how immensely rich
you're looking?
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34. Now, was there anything you wanted, sir?
Anything at all. Absolutely anything.
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35. Why, yes, old fellow.
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lend me a bit of cash?
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38. Cash?
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39. Yes, I'm rotten, stinking, stony,
stinking broke.
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the £5,000 that Parliament voted
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to drink yourself to death with?
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42. All gone, I'm afraid.
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43. You see, I've discovered
this terrifically fun new game.
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a table with your friends,
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as quickly as possible.
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49. - Do you know it?
- Vaguely, sir, yes.
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is that it's pretty damned expensive.
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could lend me a couple of hundred?
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58. I'm as poor as a church mouse
that's just had an enormous tax bill
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59. on the very day his wife ran off with
another mouse, taking all the cheese.
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60. What am I going to do?
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You can't borrow money,
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for drastic measures.
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67. If you can't make money,
you'll have to marry it.
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68. Marry? Never!
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69. I'm a gay bachelor, Blackadder!
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70. I'm a roarer, a rogerer,
a gorger and a puker.
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71. I can't marry. I'm young,
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72. - I'm firm-buttocked, I'm...
- Broke.
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73. Well, yes, I suppose so.
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74. And don't forget, sir,
that the modern church smiles on
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rogering is keenly encouraged.
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of the individual church-goer.
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80. Why, yes, tally-ho, then, Blackadder!
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81. Yes, you fix it up!
You know the kind of girls I like.
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82. They've got to be lovers,
laughers, dancers...
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83. - And bonkers.
- Well, that goes without saying.
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84. - Oh, God!
- Something wrong, Mr B?
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85. I can't find a single person
suitable to marry the Prince.
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86. Oh, please keep trying.
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87. I love a royal wedding.
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88. The excitement, the crowds,
the souvenir mugs,
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whether the bride's lost weight.
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90. Not likely with this lot, I'm afraid.
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91. If the Prince had stipulated
"must weigh a quarter of a tonne,"
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93. Of the 262 princesses in Europe,
165 are over 80. They're out.
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94. Forty-seven are under 10. They're out.
39 are mad.
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95. Well, they sound ideal.
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96. Well, they would be
if they hadn't all gotten married
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97. last week in Munich to the same horse.
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98. - Which leaves us with two.
- And what about them?
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99. Well, there's Grand Duchess
Sophia of Turin.
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100. - We'll never get her to marry him.
- Why not?
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103. Caroline of Brunswick is
the only available princess in Europe.
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104. And what's wrong with her?
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105. Get more coffee,
it's horrid, change it!
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106. Take me roughly from behind!
No, not like that, like this!
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107. Trousers off, tackle out!
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108. Walk the dog! Where's my present?
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109. All right, which one do you
want me to do first?
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110. No, that's what Caroline's like.
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the worst personality in Germany,
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some pretty stiff competition.
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116. Oh, unless, pass me the paper,
Baldrick, quickly.
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117. Baldrick, why has half
the front page been cut out?
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118. I don't know.
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119. - You do know, don't you?
- Yes.
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120. You've been cutting out the cuttings
about the elusive Shadow
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scrapbook, haven't you?
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122. Oh, I can't help it, Mr B!
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123. His life is so dark, and shadowy
and full of fear and trepidation.
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124. So is going to the toilet
in the middle of the night,
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128. You see,
it needn't necessarily be a princess.
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129. All the Prince wants
is someone pretty and rich.
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130. Oh, dear, that rules me out, then.
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131. Now, let me see.
"Beau Brummell in Purple Pants Probe".
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132. "King Talks To Tree.
Phew! What A Loony!"
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133. God, The Times has really
gone downhill recently.
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Miss Amy Hardwood,"
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flipping great wodges of cash."
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138. Honestly, Blackadder, I don't know why
I'm bothering to get dressed.
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139. As soon as I get to the
Naughty Hellfire Club
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for non-payment of debts.
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142. Yes, they pull your britches down
and push a large radish right up your...
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143. Yes, yes, yes, all right!
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145. - As a matter of fact, they do often...
- No, no!
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are over, sir.
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147. Well, hurrah for that!
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149. Her name is Amy, daughter of
the noted industrialist, Mr Hardwood.
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150. Oh, damn it, Blackadder!
You know I loathe industrialists!
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in their damn-your-eyes weskits.
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on a pair of trousers.
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these people are the future.
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owns half of Lancashire.
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156. His family's got more mills
than you've got brain cells.
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- Seven, sir.
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159. Yes, he has patented a machine
called the Ravelling Nancy.
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160. - Mmm-hmm. What does it do?
- It ravels cotton, sir.
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161. - What for?
- That, I cannot say, sir.
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who are quite happy to wear cotton.
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163. But have no idea how it works.
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165. Well, if she's going to be my bird,
she better be.
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169. Yes, yes, I think so, too.
All right, then. Well, take this down...
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to Miss Amy Hardwood.
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172. "Tally ho, my fine,
saucy young trollop, your luck's in!"
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you lucky tart!"
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et cetera, signed George."
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180. It's very moving, sir.
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just one tiny aspect of it?
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- The words.
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183. Oh, yes, I'll leave
the details to you, Blackadder.
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184. Just make sure she knows I'm all man,
with a bit of animal thrown in.
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185. Certainly, sir.
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the Prince of Wales,
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188. "The upturned tilt
of your tiny wee nosey"
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189. "smells as sweet as a great big posy."
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190. Fanciful stuff, of course,
madam, but, but from the heart.
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he must be an awful clever-clogs,
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the pixies gave it to me!
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Queen of all your sex..."
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but Prince George is a man of a passion.
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pretty cross myself sometimes.
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I've heard a teensy rumour
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200. that the Prince has the manners
of a boy cow's dingle-dangle.
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201. What do you have to say to that?
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202. Oh, that is a lie, madam.
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and just pretends to be bluff and crass
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pigletty type of creature.
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207. Oh, I'm so glad, because, you see,
I am a delicate, tiny thing myself,
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a little fluffy rabbit.
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209. So, I could never marry
a horrid heffalump,
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the lovely Prince?
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I think I probably ought to.
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216. Certainly, madam.
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217. Eh up! Who's this big girl's
blouse, then?
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218. Father, this is Mr Blackadder.
He's come a-wooing from the Prince.
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and charming daughter, sir.
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any pig, and that's saying summat.
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with a pair of scissors.
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and paint my bottom blue,
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and a pickled egg.
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and charm is perhaps more of a mystery.
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out of good looks and charm.
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Lady Hamilton, sir.
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237. I tell you, Baldrick,
I'm not looking forward to this evening,
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fluffy, bunny of a girl,
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half-German yob with a mad dad.
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- Have you ever been to Wales, Baldrick?
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242. Well, don't, it's a ghastly place.
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sinewy men roam the valleys
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their close-harmony singing.
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in your throat
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in Wales, Baldrick.
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for a fortnight.
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isn't considered a plus?
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together before the marriage.
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253. Well, isn't that a bit unfair on her?
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254. Well, it's not going to be
fair on him either,
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than a haddock's bathing costume.
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256. But, you know, Baldrick,
the world isn't fair.
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wouldn't happen, would they?
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258. All right,
so what's the plan?
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of German sausage?
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- Right!
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It is absolutely excellent, sir.
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270. "Lovely little dumpling,
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onto the balcony
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but let's give it a go.
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- Right.
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277. Oi, come on out here,
you rollicking, trolloping sauce bottle!
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278. - George?
- Woof! Woof!
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your gorgeous, little love bundle.
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be the snuggly-wuggliest
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283. Yuck!
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285. Um, nothing, there was just
a little fly in my throaty.
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287. Do you want a hanky-wanky to gob
the phlegmy-wemmy-woo-woo into?
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down there with you?
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whistling through the trees
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292. Oh, joy! Then come,
Prince Cuddly Kitten. Climb up my ivy!
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293. - Sausage time!
- There is someone down there with you!
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294. Oh, my God, yes! Yes, so there is,
a filthy intruder, spying on our love.
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screaming, Your Highness?
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- Oh!
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- Yes, sir.
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or I shall take off me belt
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that when I first met her
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who ate the dung,
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330. - And Auntie Dot and Uncle Ted.
- Yes, yes, all right. He was a pig poker
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the Duchess of Argyll, but...
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She was a milkmaid, and he was...
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Don't argue!
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we need never be poor or hungry again.
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now we're marrying quality,
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341. Oh, yes. We've been living
on lard butties for five years now.
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for drying dishes.
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- Aye.
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- Good day!
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poems that won my hearty-wearty?
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I'm afraidy-waidy. Goodbye.
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351. Nothing.
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352. Crisis, Baldrick, crisis!
No marriage, no money, more bills!
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356. Oh, sir, you're not gonna
become a highwayman, are you?
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357. No, I'm auditioning
for the part of Arnold the Bat
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359. Oh, that's all right, then.
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what irony is?
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361. Yeah, it's like goldy and bronzy,
only it's made of iron.
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Just saddle the Prince's horse.
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363. Well, I would if I could.
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in the Strand last night.
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366. What do you think you've been eating
for the last two months?
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367. Well, go up into the street,
and hire me a horse!
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368. Hire a horse? For ninepence?
On Jewish New Year in the rain?
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horse plague of old London Town?
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in its 15th week,
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Fetishists' Fair tomorrow?
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372. Right. Well, get this on, then.
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I'm a grown woman.
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tell you now, Papa.
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380. who's a famous whoopsy,
and Mother didn't die. I killed her!
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381. Well, never mind!
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382. Stand and deliver!
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383. Oh, no! Oh, no, no, no, no! Disaster!
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384. It's the Shadow! We're doomed! Doomed!
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385. Ah, good evening, Duke,
and the lovely Miss Cheapside.
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386. Your cash bags, please.
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387. There we are.
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388. You'll never get away with this,
you scoundrel.
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389. You'll be caught and damn well hung!
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390. - I think he looks pretty well...
- Madam, please!
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391. Not the jest about me
looking pretty well-hung already.
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392. - We have no time!
- Pity!
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393. - Now, sir, turn out your pockets.
- Never, sir!
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394. A man's pockets
are his own private kingdom.
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395. I'll protect them with my life!
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396. I see, got something
embarrassing in there, have you?
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397. Perhaps a particularly
repulsive handkerchief, eh?
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398. One of these fellows who has a big blow
and then doesn't change it for a week.
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399. Let's look, shall we?
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400. - Ah-ha!
- Highwayman, I also have a jewel.
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401. I fear, however,
that I have placed it here,
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402. beneath my petticoats, for protection.
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403. Well, in that case, madam,
I think I'll leave it.
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404. I'm not sure I fancy the idea of a jewel
that's been in someone's pants.
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405. A single kiss of those soft lips
is all I require.
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406. Never, sir! A man's soft lips
are his own private kingdom!
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407. I shall defend them with my life.
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408. I'm not talking to you, Grandad.
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409. Oh, I'm overcome. Take me with you
to live the life of the wild rogue,
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410. cuddling under haystacks and making love
in the branches of tall trees.
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411. Madam, sadly, I must decline.
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412. I fear my horse would collapse with you
on top of him, as well as me.
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413. I could try.
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414. No, Quicksilver, you couldn't.
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415. But that's not fair, then.
I've had you on my back for ten miles,
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416. and I haven't even gotten
a kiss out of it!
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417. Oh, all right. Very well, then!
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418. Muah!
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419. - All fair now?
- Not really, no.
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420. No pleasing some horses.
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421. Hi ho, Quicksilver!
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422. Papa, you did nothing
to defend my honor!
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423. Oh, shut your face,
you pregnant junkie fag-hag!
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424. Well, Baldrick, a good night's work,
I think. It's time to divide the loot,
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425. and I think it's only fair
that we should share it equally.
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426. Which I suppose is highwayman's talk
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427. for you get the cash,
I get the snotty hanky.
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428. No, no. We did this robbery together.
50, you get half the cash.
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429. Oh, thank you, Mr B!
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430. This robbery, on the other hand,
I'm doing alone.
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431. Hand it over, your money or your life!
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432. So, you see, all fair and above board.
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433. Fair enough.
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434. As long as I haven't been cheated,
I don't mind.
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435. Hands up!
I am the Shadow, and I never miss.
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436. Oh, no!
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437. You, the one that looks like a pig!
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438. He's talking to you, Baldrick.
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439. Skedaddle!
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440. So, who have we here?
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441. Oh, a well set-up fellow indeed.
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442. Sir, a kiss!
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443. Sorry, I'm not sure
I heard that correctly.
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444. Oh, dear, maybe your ears
need unblocking.
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445. Oh, I see, a kiss!
Oh, of course, of course, of course.
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446. And then perhaps a little light supper,
some dancing.
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447. Who knows where it might lead!
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448. - Good Lord! It's you!
- Of course!
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449. - But your voice, it's...
- Clever, isn't it?
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450. Does your father know you're out?
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451. - He had to go.
- You mean he's dead?
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452. - Yes, dead as that squirrel.
- Which squirrel?
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453. Oh, that squirrel!
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454. Of course, you killed him for ruining
your chances of marrying Prince George.
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455. I despise the Prince!
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456. Don't you know it's you I want?
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457. I want a real man,
a man who can sew on a button,
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458. a man who knows where
the towels are kept.
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459. And, yes, I crave
your fabulous, sinewy body.
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460. Well, you're only human.
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461. Here's the plan, Brown Eyes.
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462. You rob the Prince
of everything he's got,
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463. right down to the clothes
he's standing in,
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464. and I'll get my stash and meet you here,
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465. and then we'll run away
to the West Indies!
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466. Well, I don't know.
I'll have to think about it.
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467. I've thought about it.
It's a brilliant plan.
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468. See you here tomorrow!
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469. Right, I'm off.
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470. Oh, sir, but what about the danger?
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471. Look, the reward's going up day by day.
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472. Ha! I laugh in the face of danger.
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473. I drop ice cubes down the vest of fear.
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474. Things couldn't be better, Baldrick.
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475. She'll get me abroad and make me rich.
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476. Then I'll probably drop her
and get 200 concubines to share my bed.
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477. Won't they be rather prickly?
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478. Concubines, Baldrick. Not porcupines.
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479. I still can't believe
you're leaving me behind.
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480. Oh, don't you worry.
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481. When we're established
on our plantation in Barbados,
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482. I'll send for you.
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483. No more sad little London
for you, Baldus.
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484. From now on, you will stand out in life
as an individual!
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485. - Will I?
- Well, of course, you will.
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486. All the other slaves will be black.
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487. Oh, Blackadder!
Oh, what's all this I hear about you
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488. buying a bathing costume
and 40 gallons of coconut oil?
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489. - Are you going abroad, then, sir?
- Yes, I'm off.
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490. Oh, sir!
What a tragic end to all my dreams!
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491. And I'd always hoped
that you'd settle down and marry me
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492. and that together, we might await
that slither of tiny Adders!
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493. Mrs M,
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494. if we were
the last three humans on earth,
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495. I'd be trying to start
a family with Baldrick.
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496. Well, here I am,
all packed and ready to go.
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497. Darling!
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498. I'm so pleased to see you,
and I've got a little surprise for you.
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499. Close your eyes and open your mouth!
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500. Hand over the loot, goat brains!
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501. Oh, I always said the bedrock
of a good relationship
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502. is being able to laugh together.
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503. Good, well done.
So, which way to Barbados?
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504. You're not going to Barbados.
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505. Get away from that cart, Mr Slimey,
or I'll fill you so full of lead
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506. we can sharpen your head
and call you a pencil.
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507. This is turning into
a really rotten evening.
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508. Yes, well, you better make
the most of it, because it's your last.
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509. And it's a pity,
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510. because it's usually against
my principles to shoot dumb animals.
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511. Except squirrels.
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512. Yes! Bastards!
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513. I hate them, with their
long tails and stupid twitchy noses!
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514. I shall return at midnight
to collect the loot,
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515. when I'll fill you so full of holes,
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516. I could market you
as a new English cheese!
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517. Oh, God, what a way to die.
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518. Shot by a transvestite
on an unrealistic grassy knoll.
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519. - Morning, Mr B.
- Bald... Baldrick? Baldrick!
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520. Thank you for introducing me
to a genuinely new experience.
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521. What experience is that?
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522. Being pleased to see you!
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523. Now, what are you doing here,
you revolting animal?
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524. I've come for the Shadow's autograph.
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525. You know,
I'm a great fan of the Shadow's.
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526. Yes, yes, just untie me,
Baldrick, come on.
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527. What? Has he gone? Oh, what a pity.
I wanted him to autograph my new poster.
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528. - Look, his reward's gone up to £10,000.
- Good Lord!
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529. - £10,000?
- Yup.
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530. That gives me an idea. Baldrick!
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531. Take this cart-load of loot
back to the palace,
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532. and meet me back here at midnight
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533. with ten soldiers, a restless lynch mob
and a small, portable gallows.
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534. Ha, ha! Brekkers!
I could eat 14 trays of it this morning,
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535. and still have room
for a dolphin on toast.
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536. Any particular reason
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537. Well, what do you think, Blackadder?
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538. I'm in love! I'm in love!
I'm in love! I'm in love!
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539. Oh, Amy, bless all ten
of your tiny little pinkies.
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540. Oh, let's see what's in the paper.
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541. Oh, my God!
She's been arrested and hanged!
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542. Really?
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543. It turns out she was a highwayman!
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544. These modern girls!
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545. Apparently someone
tipped off the authorities
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546. and collected the £10,000 reward...
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547. What a greasy sneak!
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548. Oh, if only I could get my hands on him!
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549. You can't trust
anyone these days, sir.
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550. It says here that she had an accomplice.
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551. But they don't know who it was.
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552. Oh, Amy! Amy!
Amy!
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553. I shall never forget you!
Never ever! Never ever!
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554. Right, what's for breakfast?
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555. - Kedgeree.
- Great!
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556. Actually, come to
think of it, Blackadder,
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557. I didn't need to get married anyway.
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558. - I've got pots of money.
- Really?
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559. Mmm. The most extraordinary
thing happened.
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560. I was peckish
during the night,
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561. so I nipped downstairs
to the biscuit barrel.
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562. The biscuit barrel?
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563. And do you know
what I found inside?
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564. Ten thousand pounds
that I never knew I had!
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565. I've got so much money now,
I don't know what to do with it!
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566. - How about a game of cards, sir?
- Excellent idea!
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