Blackadder

Blackadder:
Baldrick, I would like to say how much I will miss your honest, friendly companionship...

Baldrick:
[touched] Thank you, sir.

Blackadder:
... but as we both know, it would be an utter lie. I will therefore content myself with saying "Sod off, and if I ever meet you again, it'll be 20 billion years too soon!" [he leaves]

Baldrick:
Goodbye, you lazy, big-nosed, rubber-faced bastard! [Blackadder re-enters the room]

Blackadder:
I fear, Baldrick, that you will soon be eating those badly chosen words. I wouldn't bet a single groat that you could last five minutes without me.

Baldrick:
Oh, come on, Mr B.! It's not like we're gonna be murdered the second you leave, is it?

Blackadder:
Hope springs eternal, Baldrick!