The sarcasm made a slight whistling noise as it flew over Loafers' head.

Knock yourself out... Or rather, don't.

You wouldn't know a clue if it danced in front of you with a T-Shirt that read 'I'm a clue

I can't imagine what they're planning. But I can tell you two things. We won't like it, and it won't be legal.

Victor Vigny: It is like the old fairy tale. The boy saves the princess; they fall in love. He invents a flying machine - along with his dashing teacher, of course. They get married and name thier firstborn after the aforementioned dashing teacher. Conor: I don't recall that fairy tale from the nursery. Victor Vigny: Trust me, It's a classic.

A pity to survive night flights over St. Georges Channel only to crack my skull falling from a ladder.

Onscreen, Foaly rubbed his eyelids with his index fingers. "Yeah, yeah. Here we go. Captain Short goes rogue once more. Hands up who's surprised. Anyone?