Manny: Bernard, I was wondering if you might have a word with Fran. Tell her that I'm looking after Jason and he doesn't appreciate her trying to flirt with him.
[meowing is heard]
Bernard: You hear that? He's up there... mewing in the nerve centre of his evil empire. A ground rent increase here, a tax dodge there? he sticks his leg in the air, laughs his cat laugh... and dives back down to grooming his balls!
Bernard: Hanley! Hanley, come out you blood sucker!
[the door opens]
Solicitor: Miss Hanley is dead.
Solicitor: She died in the night.
Bernard: I don't care... I mean, how awful.
Roland: So, let me guess: Mice. No, wait... you've got cockroaches.
Bernard: Yeah, we do, actually, but don't touch them, will you? It would upset the bat.
Roland: No I cant do it, I cant kill an innocent cat.
Bernard: Why not it will be easy bada bing bada meow.
Solicitor: Miss Hanley left this falt to a Mr. Benson, he's in the kitchen. What was it you wanted to query... Mr...?
Bernard: Black. I'll talk directly with him, I don't want any legal fidgiewidgieness upsetting natural justice.
[he enters the kitchen]
Bernard: Benson! Benson! Where is he? Benson?
Solicitor: Mr. Benson is in the bread bin.
Bernard: I said no legal fidgiewidgieness! I want to see the owner, I want to sort this out and I want...
Solicitor: [opens the bread bin, revealing Mr. Benson, a cat] He likes to sleep there. What was it you wanted to say to him?
Bernard: [unrolls a bill] I'm not paying this!
Manny: Bernard, I wondered if you might have a word with Fran. Explain to her that I'm looking after Jason and he doesn't appreciate her trying to flirt with him.
[meowing is heard]
Bernard: You hear that? He's up there... mewing in the - in the nerve centre of his empire. A hike in rent here, a tax dodge there, he sticks his leg in the air, laughs his cat laugh... and then he dives back to grooming his balls!