George: As it sounds to me as if my being patron of this complete cowpat of a book would set the seal once and for all on my reputation as an utter turnip-head!
Johnson: Well! It is a reputation well deserved, sir! Farewell! (opens door to find Edmund with tea tray)
Blackadder: Leaving already, Doctor? Not staying for your pendigestatery interludicule?
Johnson: No, sir! Show me out!
Blackadder: Certainly sir - anything I can do to facilitate your velocitous extramuralisation.