So, Doctor Johnson, sit ye down. Now, this book of yours, what's it about?
DJDoctor Johnson
It is a book about the English language, sir.
I see. And the hero's name is what?
DJDoctor Johnson
There's no hero.
No hero? Lucky I reminded you, then. Uh, call him George. 'George' is a nice name for a hero. Now, what about heroines?
DJDoctor Johnson
There is no heroine, sir, unless it is our mother tongue.
The mother's the heroine? Nice twist. So, how far have we got? Old Mother Tongue is in love with George the Hero. Now, what about murders? Mother Tongue doesn't get murdered, does she?
DJDoctor Johnson
No, she doesn't. No one gets murdered, or married, or in a tricky situation over a pound note!
Now, Doctor Johnson, I may be as thick as a whale omelette, but even I know a book's got to have a plot.
DJDoctor Johnson
Not this one, sir. It is a book that tells you what English words mean.
I know what English words mean. I speak English. You must be a bit of a thicko.
DJDoctor Johnson
Perhaps you would rather not be patron of my book if you can see no value in it whatsoever, sir.
Well, perhaps so, sir! Because it seems to me that my being patron of this complete cowpat of a book will set to seal, once and for all, my reputation as an utter turnip head!
DJDoctor Johnson
It is a reputation well-deserved, sir! Farewell!
SLord Shelley
Ho, sir, bring out the dictionary at once!
BLord Byron
Bring it out, sir, or in my passion, I shall kill everyone by giving them syphilis!
CLord Coleridge
Bring it out, sir, and also any opium plants you have in there with you!
DSDoctor Samuel Johnson
Bring it out, sir, or we shall break down the door!
Ah, good morning, Dr. Johnson, Lord Byron-
DJDoctor Johnson
Where is my dictionary?
And what dictionary would this be?
[Johnson, Byron, Shelley and Coleridge advance on Blackadder with swords drawn to the tune of an ominous drumbeat]
DJDoctor Johnson
[outraged] The one that has taken me eighteen hours of every day for the past ten years! My mother died, I hardly noticed. My father cut off his head and fried it in garlic in the hopes of attracting my attention; I scarcely looked up from my work! My wife brought armies of lovers to the house, who worked in droves so that she might bring up a huge family of bastards! I cared not!
[cornered] Am I to assume that my elaborate bluff has not worked?
DJDoctor Johnson
Dictionary!
Right, well, the truth is - now, don't get cross, don't over-react - the truth is: we burnt it.
DJDoctor Johnson
Then you die!
[Blackadder cowers as they were about to attack]
[enters with the same dictionary] Morning, everyone. Ah, Doctor Johnson. You know, this dictionary really is a cracking good read!
DJDoctor Johnson
[relieved] My dictionary... [to Blackadder] But you said you burnt it!
I think it's a splendid book, and I look forward to patronizing it enormously!
DJDoctor Johnson
Oh, thank you, sir. Well, I think I'm man enough to sacrifice the pleasure of killing to maintain the general good humour. There is to be no murder today, gentlemen. [they grumble] But retire to Mrs. Miggins'! I shall join you there later for a roister you shan't forget!
SBShelley, Byron and Coleridge
Hurrah! [leave]
DJDoctor Johnson
So, tell me, what words particularly interested you?
Oh, nothing. Anything, really.
DJDoctor Johnson
I see you've underlined a few. "Bloomers"? "Bottom"? "Burp"? [reads through the pages] "Fart"? "Fiddle"? "Fornicate"? Sir, I hope you are not using the first English dictionary to look up rude words!
I wouldn't be too hopeful. That's what all the others will be used for.
[to Blackadder] Sir, can I look up 'turnip'?
'Turnip' isn't a rude word, Baldrick.
DJDoctor Johnson
[reading Baldrick's 'novel'] "Once upon a time, there was a lovely little sausage called-" Sausage? Sausage?! Oh, blast your eyes! [crumples it up, throws it to the ground and storms out]
Oh, I didn't think it was that bad.
[checks the dictionary] I think you'll find he left 'sausage' out of his dictionary, Baldrick. [checks again] Oh, and 'aardvark'.