Keeping Up Appearances1990

Hyacinth:
[about Mr. Henderson, the frozen food magnate] They say he's a millionaire, and all from dead chickens. Of course, I'm not one to be impressed merely by money, but I just happen to know that he's looking for someone to work with him in a senior capacity, and of course my Richard would be ideally qualified.

Elizabeth:
For dead chickens? I can't see Richard being very happy with dead chickens.

Hyacinth:
Oh no, dear, I don't think he'd actually be handling them. No, Richard would wear a suit and do something executive.

Elizabeth:
*Can* one do anything executive with dead chickens?

Hyacinth:
Well, he's done it with the Council all these years.