Fawlty Towers - Wrongly Shaped Chips

Basil Fawlty : [overseeing dinner service, he approaches a table where the Heaths are eating] Good evening. Everything to your satisfaction?
Mr. Heath : Oh...
Mrs. Hall : Well, uh...
Master Heath : [cutting in] I don't like the chips.
Basil Fawlty : Sorry.
Master Heath : The chips are awful.
Basil Fawlty : Oh, dear. What's, uh, what's wrong with them, then?
Master Heath : They're the wrong shape and they're just awful.
Mrs. Hall : I'm afraid he gets everything cooked the way he likes it at home.
Basil Fawlty : Ah, does he, does he?
Master Heath : Yes, I do, and it's better than this pig's garbage.
Mrs. Hall : Now, Ronald!
Master Heath : [to Basil] These eggs look like YOU laid them.
Mrs. Hall : Ronald!
Mr. Heath : [to Ronald] Now look-look-look here, old chap...
Mrs. Hall : [severely to Mr. Heath] Shut up! Leave him alone!
Mrs. Hall : [sweetly to Basil] He's very clever... rather highly strung.
Basil Fawlty : [forcing himself to smile] Yes... Yes, he should be.