I come here today to ask for your hand in marriage. Together we have a wonderful time together. We go for walks in the moonlight. We kiss with the passion under the stars. Then we come home, and count-a the takings from the till.
I am sorry that I am lit, but I had to wick curfully down the stroot because I have five fit of fuse wound round my log, and detonators dingling down my troosers.[announcing he has brought the explosives for the safe]
I always say, a little bit of what you fancy does you good.
Here is the Gestapo defusing-explosives handbook. It is by the late Professor von Flattenhead, who, as you will know, is buried in Munich, and Hamburg, and Bremen.[to von Smallhausen]
He’s a very bad pianist, but when my wife sings, nobody notices. The customers stuff cheese in their ears.[about LeClerc]
Fortunately, I have my stethoscope. We undertakers cannot be too careful. If we bury people before they are dead, they get very cross.
First I must inspect-a the troops. Then I inspect-a the room. Then I inspect-a you.[to(wooing) Edith]
Excuse me, may I say something? They shot him. You cannot have “Sadly Missed.”[rejecting a proposed inscription for René’s tombstone]
Do not worry, it is Michelle of the Resistance. She will repeat nothing.[to Maria]
Colonel, we are Germans! To have our uniforms made in London must be against the rules!
Before I was a window dresser I was employed in an art gallery. Occasionally I was allowed to touch up old masters.
A dog has just apprehended the Gestapo sausage. Arrest him!
