
Baldrick, believe me: eternity in the company of Beelzebub and all his hellish instruments of death will be a picnic compared to five minutes with me... and this pencil... if we can't replace this dictionary.
Mr. E. Blackadder
Fortune vomits on my eiderdown once more.

Baldrick, believe me: eternity in the company of Beelzebub and all his hellish instruments of death will be a picnic compared to five minutes with me... and this pencil... if we can't replace this dictionary.
Mr. E. Blackadder

Am I jumping the gun, Baldrick, or are the words "I have a cunning plan" marching with ill-deserved confidence in the direction of this conversation?
Mr. E. Blackadder

You mean they actually rehearse? I thought they just got drunk, stuck on a silly hat and trusted to luck.
Mr. E. Blackadder

Fortune vomits on my eiderdown once more.
Mr. E. Blackadder

I'm anaspeptic, phrasmotic, even compunctious to have caused you such pericombobulation.
Mr. E. Blackadder

I've got a plan so cunning you could put a tail on it and call it a weasel.
Mr. E. Blackadder

Well, in that case, sir, I hope you will not object if I also offer the Doctor my most enthusiastic contrafribblarities.
Mr. E. Blackadder

Baldrick, does it have to be this way - our valued friendship ending with me cutting you into long strips and telling the prince that you walked over a very sharp cattle grid in an extremely heavy hat?
Mr. E. Blackadder