Baldrick: 'Shall I do my war poem, sir?'
Blackadder: 'How hurt will you be if I give the honest answer, which is, No - I'd rather French-kiss a skunk?'
Lets see, he started out as a Prince, then went on to be a Lord, a royal butler and lastly a Catpain (misspelling on purpose). What could he be in Colditz?
"Well, Baldrick, I would just like to say how much I enjoyed your company and friendship but we both know that that would be an utter lie, so Sod Off and if I ever see you again, it will be a billion years too soon."
"If you were to serve up one of your meals in Staff HQ, you would be arrested for the greatest mass poisoning since Lucretia Borgia invited 500 of her close friends round for a wine and anthrax party"
"A war hasn't been fought this badly since Olaf the Hairy, King of all Vikings ordered 2000 battle helmets with the horns on the inside"! (something like that anyway).
"What I can't understand is why anyone would want to kill you, Blackadder"
"I rather think that is was you they after, your Highness"
"What makes you say that?"
"Well, the words 'Death to the stupid prince' first brought it to my attention"
Whatever it was, I'm sure it was better than my plan to get out of this by pretending to be mad. I mean, who would have noticed another madman round here ?