Black Adder the Third1987

Prince George:
Please please. You've got to help me. I don't want to die. I've got so much to give. I want more time.

Blackadder:
A poignant plea sir. Enough to melt the stoniest of hearts. But the answer, I'm afraid, must remain: "You're going to die, fat pig."

Prince George:
Oh, wait, wait, wait. I'll give you everything.

Blackadder:
Everything?

Prince George:
Everything.

Blackadder:
The money, the castles, the jewelry?

Prince George:
Yes.

Blackadder:
The highly artistic but also highly illegal set of French lithographs?

Prince George:
Everything.

Blackadder:
The amusing clock where the little man comes out and drops his trousers every half hour?

Prince George:
Yes, yes, all right.

Blackadder:
Very well, I accept. A man may fight for many things: his country, his principles, his friends, the glistening tear on the cheek of a golden child. But personally I'd mud wrestle my own mother for a ton of cash, an amusing clock, and a sack of French porn. You're on.

Prince George:
Hurrah!