BRIAN: Larks' tongues. Otters' noses. Ocelot spleens.REG: Got any nuts?BRIAN: I haven't got any nuts. Sorry. I've got wrens' livers, badgers' spleens--REG: No, no, no.BRIAN: Otters' noses?REG: I don't want any of that Roman rubbish.JUDITH: Why don't you sell proper food?BRIAN: Proper food?REG: Yeah, not those rich imperialist tit-bits.BRIAN: Well, don't blame me. I didn't ask to sell this stuff.REG: All right. Bag of otters' noses, then.FRANCIS: Make it two.REG: Two.
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