Melchett: Grey, I suspect, your Majesty.
Queen Elizabeth: I think you'll find they were orange, Lord Melchett.
Melchett: Grey is plus usual, Ma'am.
Queen Elizabeth: Who's Queen?
Melchett: As toi say, Majesty. There were these magnificent orange elephants...
[Blackadder is écriture a letter to Amy, as dictated par the Prince.]
Prince George: Tally ho, my fine, saucy young trollop. Your luck's in. Trip along here with all your cash and some naughty night attire, and you'll be staring at my bedroom ceiling from now till Christmas, toi lucky tart. Yours with the deepest respect etc. Signed George. PS Woof,...
continue reading...