Maitre D' in fancy hotel to Neddy Seagoon: "Your cab is waiting outside sir.Neddy: "Why thank you".
Maitre D': "Would you please move it!"
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Neddy Seagoon, after coming in to his Uncle's mansion in Scotland...having walked all the way from London:
Neddy: You must be my Uncle, Laird MacGool.
Uncle: Come in Neddy, ye must be cold, here, put on this porridge and warm yourself by this roaring candle!
Neddie: Ahhh real Scots' hospitality!
Rick