Blackadder Goes Forth1989

Capt. Kevin Darling:
[Darling and Melchett are both eating a posh supper, which has actually been prepared by Baldrick] I suppose Blackadder and his boys will have gone over the top by now.

General Melchett:
Yes - God, I'd give anything to be out there with them, dodging the bullets instead of sitting here drinking this Chateau Lafite, and eating these filets mignons with sauce bearnaise! [By lucky chance, Baldrick has mentioned all of these foods earlier!]

Capt. Kevin Darling:
My thoughts exactly, sir. Damn this Chateau Lafite! [He takes a nice, big, satisfied sip]

General Melchett:
He's a very brave man, Blackadder, and, of course, that Lieutenant of his, George - Cambridge man, you know. His uncle Bertie and I used to break wind for our college. [He eats a filet mignon in sauce bearnaise] Slightly unusual taste, this sauce bearnaise.

Capt. Kevin Darling:
Yes, sir. [His face shows it tastes vile] And to be quite frank, sir, these mignons are a little, well...

General Melchett:
What?

Capt. Kevin Darling:
Well, dungy.

General Melchett:
What on earth's wrong with that cook?

Capt. Kevin Darling:
Well, sir, it's a rather strange story, sir.

General Melchett:
Well? Tell, tell.

Capt. Kevin Darling:
Well, sir, I received a phone call this morning from Pope Gregory IX, telling me that our cook had been selected for the English Cricket Team and must set sail for the West Indies immediately.

General Melchett:
Really?

Capt. Kevin Darling:
Barely a moment later, the phone rang again. It was a trio of wandering Italian chefs, who happened to be in the area, offering their services. So, I had the quarter-master take them on at once.

General Melchett:
[Melchett seems satisfied by this, and eats a bit of Plum Duff. He is repulsed by its taste and spits it out] Ah, Jumping Jerries! Are you sure these are real raisins in this Plum Duff?

Capt. Kevin Darling:
Oh, yes, I'm sure they are, sir. Everything will be all right once the cream custard arrives. [Which is really cat's vomit!]