1. Oh, Mr Blackadder...
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2. Leave me alone, Baldrick.
If I'd wanted to talk to a vegetable
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3. I'd have bought one at the market.
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4. - Don't you want this message?
- No, thank you.
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5. God, I'm wasted here.
It's no life for a man of noble blood
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6. being servant to a master
with the intellect of a jugged walrus
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8. I'm wasted too.
I've been thinking of bettering myself.
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9. Oh, really. How?
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10. I applied for the job of village idiot
of Kensington.
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11. Get anywhere?
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12. I got down to the last two.
But I failed the final interview.
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13. Oh. What went wrong?
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14. I turned up.
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was such an idiot he forgot to.
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16. I'm afraid my ambitions
stretch slightly further than
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18. I want to be remembered when I'm dead.
I want books written about me,
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20. And then, hundreds of years from now,
I want episodes from my life
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at half past 9:00
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22. by some great heroic actor of the age.
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23. Yeah, and I could be played
by some tiny tit in a beard.
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24. Quite. Now, what's this message?
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25. - I thought you didn't want it.
- I may do. It depends what it is.
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26. So you do want it?
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27. Well, I don't know, do I?
It depends what it is.
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28. I can't tell you unless you want to know
and you said you didn't want to know.
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29. Now I'm so confused
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30. I don't know where I live
or what my name is.
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31. Your name is of no importance
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32. and you live in the pipe
in the upstairs water-closet.
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33. Was the man who gave you this,
by any chance, a red-headed lunatic
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34. with a kilt and a claymore?
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35. Yeah, and the funny thing is,
he looked exactly like you.
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36. My mad cousin MacAdder.
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37. The most dangerous man
ever to wear a skirt in Europe.
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38. Yeah, he come in here
playing the bagpipes,
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39. then he made a haggis,
sang Auld Lang Syne,
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40. - and punched me in the face.
- Why?
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41. Cos I called him
a knock-kneed Scottish pillock.
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42. An unwise action, Baldrick,
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43. since Mad MacAdder
is a homicidal maniac.
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44. My mother told me to stand up
to homicidal maniacs.
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45. If this is the same mother
who confidently claimed
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46. you were a tall, handsome,
stallion of a man.
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47. I should treat her opinions
with extreme caution.
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48. I love my mum.
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49. And I love chops and sauce,
but I don't seek their advice.
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50. I hate it when MacAdder turns up.
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51. He's such a frog-eyed,
beetle-brewed basket-case.
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52. - He's the spitting image of you.
- No, he's not!
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53. We're about as similar as two completely
dissimilar things in a pod.
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54. What's the old tartan throw-back
banging on about this time?
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55. "Have come south for rebellion."
Oh, God. Surprise, surprise.
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56. "Staying with Miggins...
The time has come..."
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57. "Best sword in Scotland..."
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58. "Insurrection... Blood..."
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59. "Large bowl of porridge...
Rightful claim to throne..."
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60. He's mad. He's mad.
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61. He's madder than Mad Jack MacMad,
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62. the winner of last year's
Mister Madman competition.
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63. Ah! The walrus awakes.
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64. Ah-ha, Blackadder,
notice anything unusual?
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65. Yes, sir, it's 11:30 in the morning
and you're moving about.
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66. Is the bed on fire?
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67. Well, I wouldn't know,
I've been out all night.
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68. Guess what I've been doing?
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69. - Beagling, sir?
- Better even than that.
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70. Sink me, Blackadder,
if I haven't just had
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71. the most wonderful evening of my life.
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72. Tell me all, sir.
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73. Well, as you know, when I set out,
I looked divine.
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74. At the party, as I passed,
all eyes turned.
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- Well, that's right.
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76. And then these two ravishing beauties
came up to me and whispered in my ear
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77. that they loved me.
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78. And what happened after you woke up?
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79. This was no dream, Blackadder.
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80. Five minutes later I was in a coach,
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81. flying through the London night,
bound for the ladies' home.
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82. And which ladies' home is this?
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83. A home for the elderly or a home
for the mentally disadvantaged?
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84. No, no, no. This was Apsley House.
Do you know it?
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85. Yes, sir. It is the seat
of the Duke of Wellington.
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86. Those ladies, I fancy,
would be his nieces.
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87. Oh, so you fancy them too?
Well, I don't blame you. Bravo.
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88. Oh, I spent a night of ecstasy
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89. with a pair of Wellingtons
and I loved it.
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90. Sir, it may interest you to know
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let it be known that
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anyone who takes sexual advantage
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94. Yes, but Big Nose Wellington
is in Spain, fighting the French.
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95. He'll never know.
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96. On the contrary, sir.
Wellington triumphed six months ago.
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97. - I'm dead.
- It would seem so, sir.
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98. I haven't got a prayer,
have I, Blackadder?
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99. Against Throat Slasher Wellington,
the finest blade His Majesty commands?
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100. Not really, no.
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101. Then I shall flee.
How's your French, Blackadder?
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102. Parfait, monsieur. But I fear France
will not be far enough.
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103. Well, how's your Mongolian?
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104. But I fear Wellington is a close
personal friend of the chief Mongol.
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105. They were at Eton together.
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106. I'm doomed.
Doomed as the dodo.
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107. Oh, my God, he's here,
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108. Wellington's here already!
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109. Oh, Your Grace, forgive me.
I didn't know what I was doing.
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110. I was a mad, mad,
sexually overactive fool.
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111. Sir, it's Baldrick.
You're perfectly safe.
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112. Oh. Hurrah!
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113. Ah. Until 6:00 tonight.
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114. Hurrooh.
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115. From the Supreme Commander,
Allied Forces Europe.
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116. "Sir, prince or pauper, when a man soils
a Wellington he puts his foot in it."
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117. "This is not a joke."
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118. "I do not find my name remotely funny,
and people who do end up dead."
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119. "I challenge you to a duel tonight
at 1800 hours in which you will die."
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120. "Yours, with sincere apologies
for your impending violent slaughter,"
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121. "Arthur Wellesley,
Duke of Wellington."
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122. Sounds a nice, polite sort of bloke.
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123. Don't worry, sir, please.
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124. Just consider that life
is a valley of woe
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125. filled with pain, misery,
hunger and despair.
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126. Not for me it bloody isn't.
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127. As far as I'm concerned,
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128. life is a big palace full of food,
drink, and comfy sofas.
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129. - May I speak, sir?
- Certainly not, Baldrick!
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130. The Prince is about to die.
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131. The last thing he wants to do
in his final moments
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132. is exchange pleasantries
with a certified plum-duff.
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133. Easy, Blackadder,
let's hear him out.
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134. Very well, Bald rick.
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135. We shall hear you out,
then throw you out.
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136. Well, Your Majesty,
I have a cunning plan
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137. which could get you out of this problem.
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138. Don't listen to him, sir.
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139. It's a cruel proletarian trick
to raise your hopes.
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140. I shall have him shot the moment
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your breakfast.
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142. No, wait, Blackadder.
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143. Perhaps this disgusting,
degraded creature
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145. Well, if he is,
it's a very good disguise.
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send a lowly earthworm
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148. No.
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149. Well, it's the sort of thing
he might have done.
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150. Well, come on, Mr Spotty, speak.
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151. Well, Your Majesty, I just thought,
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has been in Europe for years.
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153. You don't know what he looks like.
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154. He don't know what you looks like.
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155. So why don't you get someone else
to fight the duel instead of you?
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156. But I'm the Prince Regent!
My portrait hangs on every wall!
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157. Answer that, Bald rick.
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158. Well, my cousin, Bert Baldrick,
Mr Gainsborough's butler's dogsbody,
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all portraits look the same these days,
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to a romantic ideal,
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of the idiosyncratic facial qualities
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163. Your cousin Bert obviously has
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than you do, Baldrick.
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165. No! He's right, damn him!
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166. Anybody could fight the duel
and Wellers would never know.
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167. All the same, sir, Baldrick's plan
does seem to hinge on finding someone
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168. willing to commit suicide
on your behalf.
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169. Yes, but he would be
fabulously rewarded.
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170. - Money, titles, castles...
- A coffin.
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171. That's right, I thought maybe
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would fancy the job.
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173. What a splendid idea!
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174. Excuse me, Your Highness.
Trouble with the staff.
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175. Baldrick, does it have to be this way?
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with me cutting you into long strips
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walked over a very sharp cattle-grid
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179. Mr Blackadder, you was only just saying
in the kitchen
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181. And here the Prince
is offering you the lot.
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182. But, tiny, tiny brain,
the Iron Duke will kill me.
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183. To even think about taking him on
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some kind of homicidal maniac
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185. who was fantastically good at fighting,
like MacAdder...
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186. Like MacAdder...
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187. MacAdder could fight the duel for me!
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188. My apologies, sir.
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189. I was just having a word
with my insurance people.
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190. Obviously I would be delighted
to die on your behalf.
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191. God's toenails, Blackadder,
I'm most damnably grateful.
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the suicide policy.
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196. which states that the policy holder
must wear a big red wig
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in the combat zone.
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198. Small print, eh?
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199. Ah, Mrs Miggins. Am I to gather from
your look of pie-eyed exhaustion
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hanging off the walls
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has presented his credentials?
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202. Oh, yes, indeed, sir.
You've just missed him.
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203. - I hope he's been practising
with his claymore.
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204. Oh, I should say so!
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that's just climbed Ben Nevis.
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of the infant Samuel at prayer?
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with the tip of his mighty weapon
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210. Yes, exquisite.
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there was a whirlwind of steel,
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212. and within a minute three men lay dead
and I had a lovely new set of gnashers.
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to discuss an extremely cunning plan.
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the clan of MacAdder
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217. Oh, lovely.
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into an attractive piece of furniture
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222. Your Highness? Your Highness!
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he's on his way here now.
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I love it.
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"The Prince And The Porpoise."
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232. Oh, yes! "The Prince and the Porpoise
and the Pauper."
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my own father wouldn't recognize me.
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with that, Blackadder.
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Your Highness.
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241. Your Highness, Your Highness.
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242. No, just "Your Highness," Your Highness.
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"Your Highness, Your Highness",
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245. Yes, let's just leave
that for now, shall we?
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247. Big Nose is here...
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248. But what? Who? Where? How?
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249. Don't even try to work it out, Baldrick.
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have exchanged coats
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Which one of us is Wellington?
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253. Wellington is the man at the door.
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254. Oh! And the porpoise?
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255. Hasn't arrived yet, sir.
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256. We'll just have to fill in
as best we can without it.
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258. Certainly, Your Highness, Your Highness.
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259. And you'd better get out too, Baldrick.
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260. Yes, Your Highness, Your Highness.
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261. Oh, God. If only they had
a brain cell between them.
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the Prince Regent, sir?
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264. You do.
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265. Congratulations, Highness, your bearing
is far nobler than I'd been informed.
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my boot in your throat,
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you were with the door!
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- I'm a Duke, not a Lord!
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a dago dancing class?
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thrash him for you?
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272. No, he's very new.
At the moment I'm sparing the rod.
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they've got a foot,
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and you don't have a leg to stand on.
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grows ever more eccentric
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"A small village in Lincolnshire,"
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280. "commanding spectacular views
of the Nene valley."
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281. I therefore pass my full account
of the war on to you,
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283. Ah, that's excellent. Thank you.
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284. "We won. Signed, Wellington."
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285. Well, that seems to sum it up very well.
Was there anything else?
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286. Two other trifling affairs, sir.
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287. The men had a whip-round
and got you this.
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288. Well, what I mean is, I had the men
roundly whipped until they got you this.
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engraved with the regimental crest
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of dead Frenchmen motif.
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And the other trifling thing?
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294. Oh, yes, of course. Mind like a sieve.
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295. Mmm. I cannot deny,
I'm looking forward to it.
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the finest armies,
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298. And what do we have for royalty?
A mad Kraut sausage sucker
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his own sausage to himself.
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300. - The sooner you're dead the better.
- You're very kind.
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to catch up with the news of the war.
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from my general in the field.
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on the way out. Tea?
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305. Yes, immediately.
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the second front, my Lord.
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Napoleon is in North Africa.
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- Alaska, Your Highness.
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by coming via the North Pole.
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Your Grace,
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Trafalgar might be quite a good spot.
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Well, I'll mention it to Nelson.
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of killing you, Your Highness.
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that the Prince was a confounded moron.
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of yours again.
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319. How dare you sit in the presence
of your betters! Get up!
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320. - Oh, cripes, yes, I forgot.
- You speak when you're spoken to.
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across a gun carriage. Well?
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too long a soldier.
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that way in London society.
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been a hard hit.
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if I might be excused,
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333. I'm sorry about that, sir,
but one has to keep up the pretence.
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You carry on the good work.
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I ordered tea!
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aren't you?
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I'm disposed to beat you to death. Tea!
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and shouting at the lower orders?
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to win a campaign,
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inspired leadership and tactical ability
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347. No! It's all down to shouting.
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your army are appalling.
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but those are my conditions
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351. That is, until this evening,
when I shall kill you.
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352. - Who knows, maybe I shall kill you.
- Nonsense.
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my skin is as smooth as a baby's bottom.
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can say for my bottom.
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warn you that while duelling
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and regimental accent.
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357. That won't help you.
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to get the better of me.
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361. I'm not leaving this kitchen
until that man is out of the house.
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362. Oh, God!
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don't worry, I'll deal with this.
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364. Hello, Baldrick. I've brought your buns.
Where's Mr Blackadder?
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365. Oh, not upstairs still,
running about after that
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tadpole-brained smelly-boots?
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367. - I don't know who you mean.
- Prince George, Baldrick.
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to have his nose amputated
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370. - Well, that's what Mr Blackadder says.
- As a joke.
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about him last week?
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- Oh, you did.
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in the summer it's hot,"
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Prince George is a clot."
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I said Prince George is a lovely.
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to expect Mr MacAdder at 5:00.
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you're wanting,
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381. strange-woman-whom-I've-
never-seen-before, Mrs Miggins.
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- Yes, Your Highness?
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383. Is it true?
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384. Did you really write a poem
about how lovely I am?
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385. Yes, and Mr Blackadder loves you too.
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386. I must say I find that very touching.
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387. I do.
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388. I wish they wouldn't keep on doing that.
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389. Goodbye, sir.
And may the best man win, I.e. me.
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390. - Your tea, sir.
- You're late!
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391. Where the hell
have you been for it? India?
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392. - Or Ceylon?
- Or China?
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393. Don't bother to show me the way out.
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394. I don't want to die of old age
before I get to the front door.
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395. Ah! Miggins. So where's MacAdder?
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396. I thought he was
going to be here at 5:00.
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397. Yes, I'm sorry. He's just popped out.
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398. You look ever so similar to each other,
you know, it's quite eerie.
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399. Look, did you tell him
to be here or not?
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400. I did, I did. You just seem
keep missing each other.
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401. - I can't imagine why.
- I'll tell you why!
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402. It's because there's
no coffee shop in England
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403. big enough for two Blackadders.
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404. Ah! Good day, cousin MacAdder.
I trust you are well.
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405. Aye, well enough.
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406. - And Morag?
- She bides fine.
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407. And how stands that mighty army,
the clan MacAdder?
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408. They're both well.
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409. I'm so glad.
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410. I always thought that Jamie and Angus
were such fine boys.
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411. - Angus is a girl.
- Of course.
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412. So, tell me, cousin,
I hear you have a cunning plan.
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413. I do, I do.
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414. I want you to take the place
of the Prince Regent
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415. and kill the Duke of Wellington
in a duel.
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416. - Aye, and what's in it for me?
- Enough cash to buy the Outer Hebrides.
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417. - What do you think?
- Fourteen shillings and Sixpence?
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418. Well, it's tempting.
But I've got an even better plan.
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419. Why don't I pretend to be
the Duke of Wellington
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420. and kill the Prince of Wales in a duel?
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421. Then I could kill the King
and be crowned
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422. with the ancient stone bonnet
of MacAdder.
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423. And I shall wear the granite gown
and limestone bodice of MacMiggins,
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424. Queen of All the Herds.
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425. Look, for God's sake,
MacAdder, you're not Rob Roy.
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426. You're a top kipper salesman
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427. with a reputable firm
of Aberdeen fishmongers.
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428. Don't throw it all away.
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429. If you kill the Prince, they'll just
send the bailiffs round and arrest you.
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430. Oh blast, I forgot the bailiffs.
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431. So we can return
to our original plan then?
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432. No, I'm not interested.
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433. I'd rather go to bed
with the Loch Lomond monster.
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434. And, besides, I have to be back
in the office on Friday.
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435. I promised Mr MacNaulty
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436. I'd shift a particularly
difficult bloater for him.
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437. Forget the whole thing.
I'm off home with Miggsy.
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438. Yes, yes. Show me the glen
where the kipper roams free.
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439. And forget Morag forever.
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440. No, never. I must do right by Morag.
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441. We must return to Scotland and you must
fight her in the old Highland way,
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442. bare-breasted and each carrying
an eight pound baby.
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443. Yes! I love babies.
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444. You're a woman of spirit!
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445. I look forward to burying you
in the old Highland manner.
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446. Farewell, Blackadder,
you spineless goon.
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447. Oh, God! Fortune vomits
on my eiderdown once more.
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448. Ah, Blackadder.
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449. It has been a wild afternoon
full of strange omens.
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450. I dreamt that a large eagle
circled the room three times,
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451. and then got into bed with me
and took all the blankets.
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452. And then I saw that it wasn't
an eagle at all but a large black snake.
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453. Also, Duncan's horses did turn
and eat each other, as usual.
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454. Good portents for your duel,
do you think?
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455. Not very good, sir.
I'm afraid the duel is off.
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456. - Off?
- As in "sod." I'm not doing it.
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457. By thunder, here's a pretty game.
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458. You will stay, sir, and do duty
by your Prince or I shall...
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459. Or what, you port-brained twerp?
I've looked after you all my life.
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460. Even when we were babies
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461. I had to show you which bit
of your mother was serving the drinks.
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462. Oh, please, please,
you've got to help me.
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463. I don't want to die.
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464. I've got so much to give.
I want more time.
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465. A poignant plea, sir.
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466. Enough to melt the stoniest of hearts.
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467. But the answer, I'm afraid, must remain,
"You're going to die, fat pig."
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468. Oh, wait, wait!
I'll give you everything.
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469. - Everything?
- Everything!
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470. - The money, the castles, the jewellery?
- Yes.
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471. The highly artistic but also highly
illegal set of French lithographs?
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472. Everything.
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473. The amusing clock where the little man
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474. comes out and drops his trousers
every half hour?
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475. - Yes, yes, all right.
- Very well, I accept.
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476. A man may fight for many things,
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477. his country,
his principles, his friends,
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478. the glistening tear
on the cheek of a golden child.
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479. But personally I'd mud-wrestle
my own mother for a ton of cash,
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480. an amusing clock,
and a sack of French porn. You're on.
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481. Hurrah!
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482. Right, Baldrick. Here's the plan.
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483. When he offers me the swords,
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484. I kick him in the nuts
and you set fire to the building.
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485. In the confusion we claim a draw.
All right?
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486. Your Highness,
let's be about our business.
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487. Don't forget, Baldrick.
You... When I...
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488. Come, sir. Choose your stoker.
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489. What? Are we going
to tickle each other to death?
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490. No, sir. We fight with cannon.
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491. But I thought we were
fighting with swords.
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492. Swords? What do you think this is,
the Middle Ages?
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493. Only girls fight with swords these days.
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494. Stand by your gun, sir.
Hup two three! Hup two three!
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495. Wait a minute!
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496. Stand by cannon for loading procedure.
Stoke! Muzzle! Wrench!
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497. "Congratulations on choosing"
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498. "the Armstrong-Whitworth
four-pounder cannonette."
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499. "Please read instructions carefully"
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500. "and it should give you years
of trouble-free maiming."
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501. Check elevation!
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502. Chart trajectory!
Prime fuse! Aim!
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503. - Look. Wait a minute.
- Fire!
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504. Mr B!
Sir, please help me get his coat off.
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505. Leave it, Baldrick.
It doesn't matter.
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506. Yes, it does. Blood's hell to shift.
I want to get it in to soak.
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507. You die like a man, sir, in combat.
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508. You think so?
Damn it, we must build a better world.
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509. When will the killing end?
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510. You don't think
I too dream of peace?
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511. You don't think that I too yearn to end
this damn dirty job we call soldiering?
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512. Frankly, no. My final wish on this Earth
is that Baldrick be sold
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a Blackadder foundation to promote peace
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514. and to do research into the possibility
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515. of an automatic machine
for cleaning shoes.
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516. And so I charge...
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517. His Highness is dead.
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518. Actually, I'm not sure I am.
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519. Fortunately, that cigarillo box
you gave me
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the cannonball struck.
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521. I always said smoking was good for you.
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522. Honour is satisfied.
God clearly preserves you for greatness.
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523. His Highness is saved. Hurrah!
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524. Erm, no actually, it's me.
I'm His Highness.
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525. Well done, Bladders, glad you made it.
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526. What in the name of Bonaparte's balls
is this fellow doing now?
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527. No, I really am the Prince.
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528. It was all just larks,
and darn fine larks at that, I thought.
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529. I have never, in all my campaigns,
encountered such insolence!
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530. Your master survives an honorable duel
and you cheek him like a French whoopsy!
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531. I can contain myself no longer!
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532. I die. I hope men will say of me
that I did duty by my country.
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533. I think that's pretty unlikely, sir.
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534. If I was you, I'd try for something
a bit more realistic.
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535. - Like what?
- You hope that men will think of you
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537. All right, I'll hope that.
Toodle-oo, everyone.
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538. Kneel for His Majesty,
the King of England!
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539. Somebody told me my son was here.
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540. I wish him to marry this rose-bush.
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541. I want to make the wedding arrangements.
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542. Here I am, Daddy.
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543. This is the Iron Duke, Wellington,
commander of all your armed forces.
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544. Yes, I recognised the enormous conk.
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545. - He's a hero.
- A man of wit and discretion.
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546. Bravo.
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547. You know, my son,
for the first time in my life
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about you.
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549. People may say I'm stark raving mad
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after each sentence,
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551. but I believe that we two
can make Britain great,
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and I as King Penguin.
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553. Well, let's hope, eh?
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554. Wellington, will you come
and dine with us at the palace?
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555. - My family have a lot to thank you for.
- With great pleasure.
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557. but I think you have the makings
of a fine king.
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558. Oh, and Baldrick, clear away
that dead butler, will you?
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559. There's a new star in heaven tonight.
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560. A new freckle on the nose
of the giant pixie.
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561. Um, no, actually Baldrick, I'm not dead.
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562. You see,
I had a cigarillo-box too, look.
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563. Oh, damn, I must have
left it on the dresser.
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