Fawlty Towers

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I know nothing.

— Manuel

A small waiter in a white jacket holds a tray beside a tall hotelier in a tweed jacket at the reception desk of a pastel seaside hotel. — Original artwork

I know nothing.

Manuel

A tall, flustered hotelier in a waistcoat strides across a seaside hotel lobby, one hand raised in warning, as a small waiter peers from a doorway and the grey sea shows through the window. — Original artwork

Don't mention the war! I mentioned it once, but I think I got away with it.

Basil Fawlty

A man in a tweed jacket thrashes a battered old car with a leafy branch on a seaside hotel forecourt at dusk, leaves flying, a suitcase on the gravel. — Original artwork

I'm going to give you a damn good thrashing!

Basil Fawlty