Fawlty Towers1975

Mr. Hamilton:
[Arriving in the hotel] What a drive, huh? Everything on the wrong side of the road, the weather... Whaddaya get for livin' in a climate like this, green stamps? It's terrible!

Basil Fawlty:
[to Mrs. Hamilton, unaware she's the man's wife] Sorry about this.

Mr. Hamilton:
Took five hours from London. Couldn't find the freeway, had to take a little back street called the M5!

Basil Fawlty:
[Irate] Well, I'm sorry if it wasn't wide enough for you. A lot of the English cars have steering wheels.

Mr. Hamilton:
They do, do they? You wouldn't think there was room for them inside.

Basil Fawlty:
[to Mrs. Hamilton, discreetly holding his nose] See what I mean?

Mrs. Hamilton:
What?

Basil Fawlty:
Rubbish.

Mrs. Hamilton:
May I introduce my husband?