LC: 'Where is my Bible?!'
Blackadder: 'And what Bible would this be?'
LC: 'The one that has taken eighteen hours of reading every day for the last ten years. My mother died; I hardly noticed. My father cut off his head and fried it in garlic in the hope of attracting my attention; I scarcely looked up from my obsession.'
Blackadder: 'Right, well, the truth is, Lady - now, don't get cross, don't over-react - the truth is: we burnt it.'
LC: 'Then you die!'
Isaac Asimov (*entering room*): 'Morning, everyone. You know, this Bible really is a cracking good read. It's an absolutely splendid job!'
LC: 'My Bible! (to Edmund) But you said you burned it?!'
Isaac Asimov: 'I think it's a splendid book, and I look forward to patronising it enormously!'
LC: 'How so?'
Isaac Asimov: 'Because properly read, the Bible is the most potent force for Atheism ever conceived.'
LC: (*With fingers in ears*) 'Never heard that.'
Blackadder: 'Oh, I'm sorry, madam. I'm anus-peptic, phrasmotic, even compunctious to have caused you such pericombobulation.'
(It was 'Baldric' in the quote which reminded me of the "Blackadder The Third" episode 'Ink and Incapability'. And the BBC comedy series' character Baldrick is the most learned Professor of Literature & Theology, compared to this quoted retard)
Checkmate, Lady.
