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[Dotty enters with the detached receiver and a small shovel
: I've just come for me sardines.
[Gary yells in surprise, she gives a sarcastic yell back
: Well, I'm sorry, I thought there was no one here. Dotty
: I'm not here. I don't know where I am. Gary
: I'm from the agency.
[she tries to put the receiver down, but finds that the rest of the phone is missing
: Lost the phone now. Gary
: Squire, Squire, Hackem and Dudley. Dotty
: Never lost the phone before. Gary
: I'm Tramplemain. Dotty
: I know, I'll just put it up here in case anyone wants it, look!
[she hangs the receiver on a lampshade
: Oh, right, thanks. No, no, I just dropped in to go into a few things - well, to check some of the measurements - do one or two odd jobs. Dotty
: Now the plate's gone. Gary
: Oh, and a client: I'm showing a prospective tenant over the house. Brooke
: What's wrong with this door?
[Dotty begins looking under the sofa cushions for the plate
: She's thinking of renting it, her interest is definitely aroused! Brooke
: [bursting out of the bathroom
] That's not the bedroom!
[Dotty looks behind the sofa
: The bedroom? No, no, no, that's the downstairs bathroom and WC suite! And this is the housekeeper, Mrs. Crocket.
[he walks onto the sardines on the floor
: Sardines! Here, sardines! Brooke
: Oh, hi! Gary
: She's not really here. Dotty
: You *stepped* on 'em!
[she pounds Gary's feet with the shovel
: Brooke? Brooke
: Yes? Lloyd
: Are you in? Brooke
: In? Lloyd
: Are you there? Brooke
: What? Lloyd
: You're out. Okay. I'll call again.
[looking for Selsdon
: I'm sure he wouldn't. Not during a tech rehearsal. Dotty
: Half a chance, he would! Brooke
: Would what? Dotty
: [Gesturing drink in hand
] Glck! Glck! Glck!
: Now I've lost the newspaper!
: Sardines! Gary
: [to Brooke
] I'm sorry about this. Brooke
: [to Gary
] That's all right. We don't want the television, do we? Lloyd
: SARDINES! Dotty
] I forgot the sardines.
[Brooke has lost one of her contact lenses
: Which one is it this time? Brooke
: Left. Gary
: It's the *left* one, everybody! Poppy
: Left one. Belinda
] Left one!
[Everyone starts looking around for it
: You can't even get the door open.
[and, in fact, Gary can't
] Hold it. Frederick
: [entering with Belinda
] Yes, but this is Mrs. Clackett's afternoon off. Lloyd
: [a little louder
] Hold it! Frederick
: We've got the place entirely to ourselves. Belinda
: Look at it. Lloyd
: [Freddy tries to close the door but can't
] HOLD IT!
[they continue to try to open or close their respective doors
: And God said HOLD IT!
: And they held it. And God saw that it was TERRIBLE! Gary
: Sorry, folks. The door won't open. Belinda
: Sorry, folks, this door won't close. Lloyd
: And God said, "POPPY!" Frederick
: Sorry folks, am I doing something wrong? You know how stupid I am about doors. Belinda
: Freddy, darling, you're doing it perfectly. Frederick
: As long as it wasn't me that broke it. Lloyd
: [Poppy comes on stage
] ... And there was Poppy. And God said, "Be fruitful and multiply, and fetch Tim to fix the doors."