Blackadder

Blackadder:
[crouched beneath Hadrian's Wall] That's odd; the machine seems to be seeking out our DNA across time!

[Atop the wall, a Roman Blackadder and Baldrick stand at attention]

Centurion Blaccadicus:
Just brilliant!

Legionary Baldricus:
What, O Centurion?

Centurion Blaccadicus:
We're facing a horde of ginger maniacs, with wild goats nesting in their huge orange beards-or to put it another way, the Scots!-and how does our inspired leader Hadrian intend to keep out this vast army of lunatics!? By building a a three-foot high wall! [sarcastic] A terrifying obstacle! About as frightening as a little rabbit with the word "Boo!" painted on its nose! [Baldricus shudders]

Consul Georgius:
Oh come now, Centurion! I won't have that! This wall is a terrific defence mechanism! Surely you're not suggesting that a rabble of Scots could get the better of Roman soldiers!?

[Further conversation is halted by the arrival of General Melchicus]

Consul Georgius:
Ah, welcome General!

General Melchicus:
Splendid! Good to see you practicing your English, Georgius! [continues in Latin] However, important news- Rome is being attacked on all sides, and so far the Emperor's only response has been to poison his mother and marry his horse. The Senate is therefore withdrawing troops from Britain to defend our Imperial city.

Centurion Blaccadicus:
Did you hear that, Balders?

Legionary Baldricus:
I certainly did, Centurion!

Centurion Blaccadicus:
Back to Rome, at last!

General Melchicus:
[in Latin] BAAA!

Consul Georgius:
[looking beyond the wall] I say, this is interesting! There appears to be a large orange hedge moving towards us!

Centurion Blaccadicus:
That's not a hedge, Consul. That's the Scots!