The Wrong Trousers (1993)
Wallace: Ah, well, it's no use prevaricating about the bush...
Wallace: [upon falling into the techno-trousers] It's the wrong trousers! The wrong trousers!
[sees controls on trousers missing]
Wallace: What have you done with the controls, Gromit?
Wallace: They're techno-trousers, ex-NASA, fantastic for walkies!
Wallace: It's the wrong trousers Gromit, and they've gone wrong!
Wallace: Ah, but I do like a bit of gorgonzola!
Wallace: [of the trapdoor that slid him out of bed onto the kitchen chair] Well, that went as well as could be expected, didn't it, hmm? Though I might have to make a small adjustment to the drop, a touch painful on reentry.
Wallace: No more lodgers - more trouble than they're worth!
Wallace: [as he goes flying around the room] Don't worry, Gromit! Everything's under control!
[Wallace has fallen into the techno-trousers and, thanks to Feathers McGraw controlling them, sent Wallace rampaging about town before returning him home to bed, tired]
Wallace: A good doze, that's what I need. Get me strength back. What a... What a shocking calam... calam... calamity...
[falls asleep, snoring]