eddiemcfish:
Logs, Ma'am
eddiemcfish:
I'll never let you go until the day I die
eddiemcfish:
Pretty young gal
eddiemcfish:
you remember Dorothy and the Colonel
eddiemcfish:
Please Charles, let's not fall out
eddiemcfish:
Bunting, Ma'am
eddiemcfish:
I think Pierre has been finding it rather hot in here
eddiemcfish:
This is Miss Maple from the village
eddiemcfish:
The revolver's gone missing!
eddiemcfish:
I expect he cut a dashing figure in his younger days
eddiemcfish:
Very well sir, as you like
eddiemcfish:
Ah so ... this'll be the lounge
eddiemcfish:
Is that one F or two, sir?
eddiemcfish:
Elizabeth Hartley-Trumpington
eddiemcfish:
And the reason for your celibacy, Miss Mabel?
eddiemcfish:
Changing... so you were scantily clad?
eddiemcfish:
Bonjour, mon amigo!
eddiemcfish:
I ... was ... also... in ... my ... room
eddiemcfish:
Thank you, Miss Foxglove
eddiemcfish:
Keep an eye on him, Thompson
eddiemcfish:
I hope you weren't doing what I thought, Miss Maple
eddiemcfish:
I have Missus Bagshot's last words recorded, Sir.
eddiemcfish:
You've shot Constable Thomkins
eddiemcfish:
Am I? Who to?
eddiemcfish:
You bleedin' blew it!
eddiemcfish:
Just a slight fainting fit
