Melchett: Grey, I suspect, your Majesty.
Queen Elizabeth: I think you'll find they were orange, Lord Melchett.
Melchett: Grey is più usual, Ma'am.
Queen Elizabeth: Who's Queen?
Melchett: As te say, Majesty. There were these magnificent arancia, arancio elephants...
[Blackadder is Scrivere a letter to Amy, as dictated da 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, te lucky tart. Yours with the deepest respect etc. Signed George. PS Woof,...
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