Brian Hall credited as playing...
Terry
- [Terry is examining a piece of possibly-poisoned veal the cat had been chewing on]
- Terry: Right! Now, how's the cat?
- Basil Fawlty: [Incredulously] How's the c...? How's the cat? We're about to take the life of a public health inspector and you want to know "how's the cat"? IT'S GONE TO LONDON TO SEE THE QUEEN! What're we going to do?
- Polly: [bringing in the cat] He's fine!
- Terry: Great!
- Basil Fawlty: [leaping about hysterically] HOORAY! HOORAY! THE CAT LIVES! THE CAT LIVES! LONG LIVE THE CAT! What are we going to DO?
- Terry: Mr. Fawlty - if the cat is all right, that means that slice is all right.
- Mr. Carnegie: I couldn't help noticing you had some veal over here...
- Basil Fawlty: Veal?
- Sybil Fawlty: Yes, it's Dutch.
- Basil Fawlty: Well, it's not Dutch, actually. It's, uh, Norwegian.
- Sybil Fawlty: Norwegian?
- Basil Fawlty: Yes. Not the absolute apex, quite honestly.
- Sybil Fawlty: Terry, the veal is Dutch, isn't it?
- Terry: Norwegian, Mrs. Fawlty.
- Mr. Carnegie: I've been in this business 20 years, I've never heard of Norwegian veal.
- Basil Fawlty: Well, they've only just branched into it. You know, I don't think it's a winner, frankly, more of a veal substitute. It's got a lot of air pockets in it, that sort of thing.
- Polly: He must have escaped, Mr Fawlty, and come back.
- Basil Fawlty: Come back?
- Polly: They home.
- Basil Fawlty: Oh, I see. He's a homing rat, is he?
- Terry: Oh, yeah. Rats are amazing creatures, Mr. Fawlty. I read about one once. His owner had gone down to Penzance...
- Basil Fawlty: Yes, yes. I read about that. When the chef got filleted with his own carving knife?
- Basil Fawlty: Terry, this kitchen is filthy!
- Terry: Filthy Towers, eh?
- Basil Fawlty: Now, look...
- Terry: All kitchens are filthy, Mr. Fawlty. In fact, the better the kitchen, the filthier it is. Have you ever read George Orwell's experiences at Maxim's in Paris?
- Basil Fawlty: No, do you have a copy? I'll read it out in court.