The Black Adder1982

Prince Edmund:
Look, this may seem a stupid question ...

Mad Gerald:
Question, yes?

Prince Edmund:
...but you wouldn't know if there's a way out of here, would you?

Mad Gerald:
A way out? Ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha ...

[twelve months later]

Mad Gerald:
...ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha! "A way out," you say? I haven't heard those words, "a way out," for... ooh ...

Prince Edmund:
Twenty years?

Mad Gerald:
Yes, twenty years! Not like "Mr. Rat." I'm always saying, "Mr. Rat."

Prince Edmund:
Who?

Mad Gerald:
Mr. Rat! I say, "Good morning, Mr. Rat, how are you today?" And he'll say

[pressing his nose]

Mad Gerald:
"meep meep."

[pause]

Mad Gerald:
Ah ha ha ha ha! Ah ha ha ha ha ...

[time passes]

Mad Gerald:
No, you mustn't be rude about Mr. Rat - he's my friend. Well, there's him, and there's Mr. Key.

Prince Edmund:
What?

Mad Gerald:
Mr. Key. I made him from my own teeth. Good morning, Mr. Key!