и так, каждый вечер
Basil Fawlty: Is something wrong?
German Guest: Will you please stop talking about the war?
Basil Fawlty: Me? You started it.
German Guest: We did not!
Basil Fawlty: Yes you did, you invaded Poland.
***
[Basil has suffered a blow to the head from a fire-extiguisher and is in the hospital]
Basil Fawlty: [to nurse] My God, you're ugly, aren't you?
Sister: I'll... I'll get the doctor.
Basil Fawlty: It's a plastic surgeon you need, not a doctor.
***
Mrs. Chase: [Manuel is checking the window for a draft that is disturbing Mrs. Chase's dog] We have to be careful, Mr Fawlty, he's not very strong.
Basil Fawlty: Indeed, yes. A rapid movement of air could damage him irreparably!
***
Sybil Fawlty: Are you still here Basil?
Basil Fawlty: No, I went a few minutes ago dear, but I expect I'll be back shortly.
***
[a guest has died and Polly has just knocked out Miss Tibbs]
Basil Fawlty: Oh spiffing. Absolutely spiffing. Well done. Two dead, Twenty-five to go.
***
Dr. Price: I don't understand. He's been dead for about ten hours.
Basil Fawlty: Yes, it's so final, isn't it?
Sybil Fawlty: Basil!
Basil Fawlty: Well wouldn't you say it was final dear? I'd say it was pretty *bloody* final...
Dr. Price: Do you mean to tell me you didn't realize this man was dead?
Basil Fawlty: People don't talk that much in the morning... Well look, I'm just delivering a tray, right? If the guest isn't singing "Oh What A Beautiful Morning," I don't immediately think, "Oh there's another snuffed it in the night." Another name in the Fawlty Towers Book of Remembrance. I mean this is a hotel, not the Burma Railway. I mean it does actually say "Hotel" outside, you know. Perhaps I should be more specific. What about "Hotel for people who have a better than fifty percent chance of making it through the night"?
German Guest: Will you please stop talking about the war?
Basil Fawlty: Me? You started it.
German Guest: We did not!
Basil Fawlty: Yes you did, you invaded Poland.
***
[Basil has suffered a blow to the head from a fire-extiguisher and is in the hospital]
Basil Fawlty: [to nurse] My God, you're ugly, aren't you?
Sister: I'll... I'll get the doctor.
Basil Fawlty: It's a plastic surgeon you need, not a doctor.
***
Mrs. Chase: [Manuel is checking the window for a draft that is disturbing Mrs. Chase's dog] We have to be careful, Mr Fawlty, he's not very strong.
Basil Fawlty: Indeed, yes. A rapid movement of air could damage him irreparably!
***
Sybil Fawlty: Are you still here Basil?
Basil Fawlty: No, I went a few minutes ago dear, but I expect I'll be back shortly.
***
[a guest has died and Polly has just knocked out Miss Tibbs]
Basil Fawlty: Oh spiffing. Absolutely spiffing. Well done. Two dead, Twenty-five to go.
***
Dr. Price: I don't understand. He's been dead for about ten hours.
Basil Fawlty: Yes, it's so final, isn't it?
Sybil Fawlty: Basil!
Basil Fawlty: Well wouldn't you say it was final dear? I'd say it was pretty *bloody* final...
Dr. Price: Do you mean to tell me you didn't realize this man was dead?
Basil Fawlty: People don't talk that much in the morning... Well look, I'm just delivering a tray, right? If the guest isn't singing "Oh What A Beautiful Morning," I don't immediately think, "Oh there's another snuffed it in the night." Another name in the Fawlty Towers Book of Remembrance. I mean this is a hotel, not the Burma Railway. I mean it does actually say "Hotel" outside, you know. Perhaps I should be more specific. What about "Hotel for people who have a better than fifty percent chance of making it through the night"?