My brother only said this once, but that was more than enough. I didn’t like a plan he made, and all he came back with was “What are you going to do about it? Scratch my eyes out?”
Now, where would he have come up with a bon mot like that?
- MICHAEL PALIN
- And now, the men of the Second Armoured Division regale us with their famous Close-Order Swanning About.
- MAJOR
- Squad! Camp it… up!
- SOLDIERS
- Ooh, get her! Whoops! I’ve got your number, ducky.
- You couldn’t afford me, dear–two–three.
- I’ll scratch your eyes out.
- Don’t come the Brigadier bit with us, dear. We all know where you’ve been, you military fairy.
- Whoops! Don’t look now, girls – the major’s just minced in with that dolly colour sergeant–two–three. Ooh-ho!
