Prunella Scales credited as playing...
Sybil Fawlty
- [Basil in hospital, having suffered a concussion, regain consciousness]
- Basil Fawlty: [to nurse, a little groggily] My God, you're ugly, aren't you?
- Sybil Fawlty: Basil?
- Sister: I'll... I'll get the doctor.
- Basil Fawlty: You need a plastic surgeon, dear, not a doctor.
- [Sybil asks Basil to get her blue bed-jacket from the drawers. He picks up a pink top]
- Basil Fawlty: This one?
- Sybil Fawlty: That's not blue.
- Basil Fawlty: Well, it's got blue things on it.
- Sybil Fawlty: They're flowers, and I didn't ask for the one with the flowers, did I?
- Basil Fawlty: No, you didn't, quite right. No, I only picked that one up to annoy you, actually.
- Sybil Fawlty: And DO try and find time to get the moose's head up.
- Basil Fawlty: Ohh...
- Sybil Fawlty: It's been sitting there for two weeks, Basil.
- Basil Fawlty: Yes, yes, yes.
- Sybil Fawlty: I don't know why you bought it.
- Basil Fawlty: It will lend the lobby a certain ambiance, Sybil. It has a touch of style about it.
- Sybil Fawlty: It's got a touch of mange about it.
- Basil Fawlty: That is not so.
- Sybil Fawlty: It's got things living in it, Basil. It's nasty.
- Basil Fawlty: It is not nasty. It is superb.
- Sybil Fawlty: I'm not going to argue with you, Basil, just get it up out of the way. I don't want to snag any more cardis on it.
- Sybil Fawlty: I am actually about to undergo an operation, Basil.
- Basil Fawlty: Oh, yes. How is the old toenail? Still growing in, hmm? Still burrowing its way down to the bone? Still macheteing its way through the nerve, aye? Nasty old nail!
- Sybil Fawlty: It's still hurting, if that's what you mean.
- Basil Fawlty: Well, it'll be out in the morning. Poor little devil. I wonder if they'd mount it for me, just for old time's sake.
- Sybil Fawlty: I'm sure it's worth asking. You could hang it on the wall next to the moose. They'd go rather well together.