Duncan: Don’t allow that to trouble you, Mr. White. I am always accommodating.
Simpson: Sat ad diem diei malum est.
Duncan: Most probably you are. But scholarship has a hungry belly, Mr. Simpson. I forswore it when I was a swaddler. I stand for the receipt of custom.
Muir: O nimble Shy, we are not interested in your biography.
Duncan: Will you write my biography, Mr. Burns?
Ogilvie: It is as unwanted as a paunch on a jockey.
Duncan: My lord, I ask you, does this pea-and-thimble man mean to insult me? (Rising.) I asked Mr. Burns to write my biography.
Muir: Sit down, Shy, you’re drunk.
Duncan: I know I’m drunk—I’m pleased to confess to anybody I’m drunk—
Ogilvie: Drunk and daft, Shylock, sit down.