Blackadder! What Time Is It? Three O'clock In The Afternoon, Your Highness.
Blackadder! What time is it?
Three o'clock in the afternoon, your Highness.
Oh, thank God for that. I thought I'd overslept.
-- George and Edmund : Ink and Incapability
eads) 'Medium sized insectivore with protruding nasal implement' .
..doesn't sound much like a bee to me... It's an aardvark!...
Some fellow said that I had the wit and sophistication of a donkey.
Oh, an absurd suggestion, sir. You're right. It is absurd....
I love you, Doctor Johnson. And I want to have your babies. -- Edmund : Ink and Incapability
Baldrick? Who gave you permission to turn into an Alsatian?
Oh God, it's a dream, isn't it. It's a bloody dream... -- Edmund : Ink and Incapability...
I've done 'B'. Really? How did you get on? Well - I had a bit of trouble with 'belching'.
..but I think I've got it sorted out in the end. (Burps) Oh no!...
Get out, Blackadder, and stop corking our juices. Certainly, your Highness.
I'll leave you to dribble in private. -- George and Edmund : Sense and Senility...
Sir, I have been unable to replace the dictionary. I am therefore leaving immediately for Nepal, where I intend to live as a goat.
-- Edmund to George : Ink and Incapability...
Edmund! Oh, Edmund, I've awaited your return! And thank God you did, for I was just thinking.
..'My God, I die in twelve hours. What I really need right now is a hug from a complete _prat_....
I have a cunning plan, sir. Hoorah! Well, that's that, then.
-- Baldrick and George : Ink and Incapability...