@pitchblacksteed Blackadder: Uh, bad news, my Lady; Rum is dead. [Nursie screws her face up
and starts to cry]
Percy: Do not despair, good woman. He died a hero’s death: giving his
life that his friends might live.
Blackadder: And that his enemies might have something to go with
their potatoes.
@TheMonologist Percy: I fear not.
Blackadder: Why not?
Percy: Because we’ll never get home. We’re doomed, doomed!
Condemned to a watery grave with a captain who’s legless-
Rum: Rubbish! I’ve hardly touched a drop!
Percy: -No, no. I mean you haven’t got any legs. 😆