Are You Being Served?, Season 10

Miss Brahms:
Think of the fun we could have, not having to come to work any more. I'd go to the pictures everyday and get up late.

Captain Peacock:
I'd play golf. Fancy just driving one down the middle.

Mr Humphries:
I'd spend all in day in my garden, tending it and trying out my gnomes in new positions.

Mrs Slocombe:
Mr Harman, as Captain Peacock isn't here, I feel it's up to me to tell you that I don't want you on the floor at this time of the morning.

Mr Harman:
My wife will be pleased to hear that. She's a very jealous woman.

Miss Brahms:
No no I should never give in to an Italian whopper!

Mr Humphries:
They do have rumours in the underworld!

Mr Humphries':
[After pawning watch to place a bet] I hope this horse wins. My mother gave me that watch when I became captain of the embroidery team.

Mrs Slocombe:
Hello pet, it's your mistress speaking. Now listen, I'm gonna be later than I thought. So why don't you lay down on that big comfy bed of yours and when I come home I'll tickle your tummy all over.

Mrs Slocombe:
Oh, I'm soo sorry Mr. Akbar! I must have misdialed. It's your neighbor Mrs. Slocombe... What do you mean, you leave your key under the mat?

Mrs Slocombe:
Oh my little pet, I'm ever so sorry, but I'll make it up to you when I get home. Why don't you open your little flap and play with your ball? [Listens] Mr. Akbar, how dare you!

Mrs Slocombe:
Would you like my pump up your proboscis?

Mr Harman:
Are you trying to put the wind up me?

Mr Humphries:
I was just repricing my stock. I've put the shirts up 95 pence and the gloves and ties 50 pence. And, if it's alright with you, I'd like to drop my pants and display my y-fronts.