Cornflower: Yes... but I'll get over it. *You* are ugly, and there's no cure for that.
[Constance holds up Sela the vixen]
Constance: And what about this traitor?
Abbot Mortimer: Oh, dear... yes, I suppose there must be some form of punishment, mustn't there?
Basil: Bury her up to her neck in red ants, then hang the wretch from the tower before you draw and quarter her? Or, we could let her go!
Constance: Are you crazy?
Basil: Not really, but Cluny is... I'm sure he will know how to deal with her!
Basil: My compliments to your boss... Cluny the Loony or whatever the dashed fellow's called!
[Cluny hits one of his hench-vermin; Basil walks in]
Basil: Officer striking an enlisted creature! Thumping bad form, old chap!
Cluny: Get him! Grab that hare! I want his head!
Basil: What's the matter? Own head not good enough? Haha! No! Lookit his face. Ugly-looking brute, aren't you? Haha! Haha!
I wuv Basil!
1 comment:
I do too. Nothing as funny as a cocky hare.
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