"I've
no use for that sort of thing, as you know." -- 29.9 Kb
"Is
it him? Oh, no!" -- 29.4 Kb
"Of
all the gin joints in all the world, he had to choose this one." --
23.0 Kb
"Mr.
Moulterd, please keep it down!" "It's a job with you
about." -- 17.9 Kb
"It
smells of old priests!" -- 22.7 Kb
"Fend
him off, Mr. Rumbold!" -- 20.4 Kb
Mrs.
Slocombe in disguise. "Ooo-arrr." -- 15.0 Kb
"Well,
they're all 'appy." -- 23.5 Kb
"How
many workers are there?" "Well, I'm not sure--there's
quite a few." -- 20.3 Kb
"You've
taken your rightful place here at last." -- 22.1 Kb
"I'm
Rosiebelle, one of the dairy maids." -- 15.8 Kb
"Ratchett's
the name, catch-it's the game....I brung you a rabbit." -- 21.5 Kb
"Sometimes
I'm like this." -- 20.9 Kb
"I
thought she was Rosiebelle." -- 16.7 Kb
"Well,
we're twins.....I just found out I'm pregnant but I'm 'appy." -- 20.0
Kb
"Who's
the father?" -- 20.8 Kb
"It
be you, Jed. Are you 'appy?" -- 18.0 Kb
"I'm
flabbergasted." -- 20.0 Kb
"Tell
us a story about London." -- 16.0 Kb
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