Blackadder

[Queenie wishes to see Lord Farrow, who has supposedly been executed]

Blackadder:
Percy, this is a very difficult situation.

Percy:
Yes, my lord.

Blackadder:
Someone's for the chop. You or me, in fact.

Percy:
Ah, yes...

Blackadder:
Let's face facts, Perc: it's you!

Percy:
[nervously] Except, ex-cept... I may have a plan!

Blackadder:
[dryly] Oh, yes...

Percy:
Yes, eh... How about if we get Lord Farrow's head and body and we take it to the Queen. Except, ex-cept... just before we get in, we start shouting and screaming, and then we come in saying "We were just on our way when he said something traitorous, and so we cut his head off in the corridor just to teach him a lesson!"

Blackadder:
Pathetic! Absolutely pathetic! Contemptible! Worth a try! Where did we put the head?

Percy:
It's on a spike in traitors cloister.

Blackadder:
But that's where the Queen's gone! If she sees his head on a spike she'll realise, HE'S DEAD!