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