Absolutely Fabulous1992

Eddie:
[on the phone] Yes? Bonjour. Oui. Just put me... [to Saffron] Four bloody languages and they can't specialize in one. [back to the operator] Just put me through to Zermatt! Zermatt!

Saffie:
Who are you calling?

Eddie:
My Doctor Philip, darling. He's skiing in Switzerland. [into the phone] Hello? Hello, Philip? Yes, it's Edina... You know that foot of mine, darling? Yeah, I just bashed it on the door-frame. It's very painful. Huh? Huh?... Oh, God! [to Saffron] He just hit the grand slalom. I can't hear him from wind noise.

Patsy:
Eddie?

Eddie:
Oh, Pats, darling, how did it go?

Patsy:
[pointing to sticky face lifts on her face] Do these work?

Eddie:
For how old, sweetie?

Patsy:
Thirty five.

Eddie:
You might need a few more for thirty five, I think, darling.

Patsy:
How much more?

Saffie:
A bungee jump with the elastic tied to the back of your head should get that back into shape.

Eddie:
[on the phone] Yes, yes, yes, yes. Yes, yes, oh! Operation? Darling. Hospital, yes. Alright, alright, thank you. [hangs up] Did you catch that, darling? I've got to go to hospital.

Patsy:
Hospital, Eddie? I'll come with you.

Eddie:
Alright, I'm going to have to pack and order the ambulance and everything.

Saffie:
Why don't you take your car?

Eddie:
Because, sweetie, I do not pay huge insurance premiums, so I can just drive myself to hospital, alright? And not stay overnight, okay? Come on, Pats. Which one shall we go to? Cromwell? Heritage?

Patsy:
Champneys.

Eddie:
They've got a pool, don't they?