Blackadder

Darling:
(to General Melchett on Blackadder) Damnation, sir! His insolence makes my blood boil! What's more, I don't trust him, sir. I think it would be best... if I went along to keep an eye on him.

Melchett:
What, spy on our own spy while he searches for their spies?(pause) Yes, why not? Sounds rather fun. Now, you'll need to go undercover...

Darling:
Of course, sir.

Melchett:
And you'll need some kind of wound- a convincing wound.

Darling:
Yes, sir.

Melchett:
Yes... (draws his revolver and shoots Daring in the foot; Darling falls over in pain)

Darling:
AAAAGH!

Melchett:
Yes- that looks quite convincing!