Keeping Up Appearances1990

[first lines]

Hyacinth:
Sonja Barker-Finch. [turns on the light and sits up] How much longer are you going to sleep, dear?

Richard:
Probably not a lot, I suspect.

Hyacinth:
Well, I haven't slept a wink.

Richard:
I heard you snoring.

Hyacinth:
I've had a night of mental anguish.

Richard:
Didn't sound like mentally anguished snoring.

Hyacinth:
You know me, Richard. I haven't a snobbish bone in my body. But I do find it irritating that those Barker-Finches at Number 23 should attract *the* Douglas Chater to their barbecue.

Richard:
Uh, the Douglas what?

Hyacinth:
Chater. They had him at their barbecue.

Richard:
Now what did he taste like?

Hyacinth:
Now don't be silly, dear. They had him at their barbecue and of course she can't stop telling everybody. I cannot abide people who run around making a meal out of their little social triumphs.