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• 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...
• They do say, Mrs M., that verbal insults hurt more than physical pain.
  They are of course wrong, as you will soon discover....
• George flouts a large cape and huge false moustache) Well, what do you think?
  ...Are you ill or something? -- George and Edmund : Sense and Senility...
• Oh, come on Mr.B., it's not as if we're all going to get murdered or anything the minute you leave, is it?
  ...Hope springs eternal, Baldrick. -- Baldrick and Edmund : Sense and Senility...
• When the revolution comes, count your change.
• Why, your very posture tells us, 'Here is a man of true greatness'.
  Either that, or, 'Here are my genitals. Please take them....
• Vice itself lost half its evil by losing all its grossness.
  -- Edmund Burke (1729-1797) -- Reflections on the Revolution in France, Vol. iii, p. 332...
• 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...