Yes. Brambles. So, one bush or two?
I beg your pardon?
God, it's just sex-sex-sex with you, isn't it?
What do you mean, I was just asking you to repeat the question!
No you weren't! You were accusing me of accusing you of having three pubic thatches!!
WHEN? When was this?
Just now you very well know, Lord Haw Haw! Honestly, I work my aching fingers to the bone to pep up your diet, and insert some jazz into your food!
(Deliberately) I beg your pardon!
There you go again!
No, no! I just didn't hear what you said very well.
Not true. Not true at all! You were accusing me of deliberately masturbating into your breakfast!
(Eddie looks agape, as Richie descends into paranoia)
Why are you doing this? Why? Wh-hy? Wh-h-h-hy? You're trying to send me mad, aren't you? Yes! You're trying to send me round the twist. Your're trying to make me lose the plot.
Oh, we've got a plot this year, have we? (audience laughs)
Very much so, young man. (starts corpsing) it's just-well-not-very well-fuck.
More from this episode
All quotes from this episode →More Bottom quotes · These quotes come from Wikiquote's Bottom pages and are available under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike License.