Are You Being Served? (1972–1985)
Wendy Richard: Miss Brahms, Shirley Brahms
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Quotes
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Miss Brahms : Well if England's a such good country you've cracked it up to be. How come then we've got strikes & inflation. Mmm? So what's so good about England then?
Captain Peacock : I shall tell you what is so good about England Miss Brahms. It is the only country in the world that isn't semi-detached.
[referring to Miss Brahms's house]
Captain Peacock : .
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Miss Brahms : I want some excitement, I want to do something with my life. I'm looking for Dallas and all I'm getting is Coronation Street.
Mr. Humphries : You're lucky. All I'm getting is Jackanory.
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Mrs. Slocombe : [into phone] Yes.
[pause]
Mrs. Slocombe : Yes.
[pause]
Mrs. Slocombe : I will.
[hangs up phone]
Mrs. Slocombe : Captain Peacock?
Captain Peacock : Yes?
Mrs. Slocombe : Apparently Miss Belfridge is in one of the fitting rooms, and Mr. Rumbold requires her in his office.
Miss Brahms : She must have got in early!
Mrs. Slocombe : She's no right to be there without my permission.
Captain Peacock : Or mine. Get her out of there, Miss Brahms, I shall speak to her most severely about this.
Miss Brahms : [walks to fitting room] Here! Captain Peacock wants you out here, at the double.
Miss Belfridge : [walks out in outfit that is barely more than a bra and pantyhose, with Captain Peacock's eyes glued to her bust] You wanted to see me, Stephen?
Captain Peacock : You should really ask for my permission to be on the floor, but I'll overlook it this time.
Mrs. Slocombe : It's the only thing he has overlooked.
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Mrs. Slocombe : [Mr. Humphries has just been sacked for being a "troublemaker"] I can't believe this is our last morning coffee together!
Miss Brahms : Coffee? I thought this was tea.
Mr. Bert Spooner : No, the tea's the one with the froth on top.
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Miss Brahms : How's your queen pudding?
Mr. Humphries : It hasn't quite fulfilled its promise.
Mr. Lucas : I don't know. It promised to be awful and it's disgusting.
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Mr. Humphries : I attended the Barley Road Mixed Infants.
Miss Brahms : Oh, boys and girls?
Mr. Humphries : No, just boys!