Fawlty Towers (TV Series)
Communication Problems (1979)
Connie Booth: Polly Sherman
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Quotes
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Mrs. Richards : [to Polly, acidly] Isn't there anyone else who could help me? Really! This is the most appalling service I've ever...
Polly : What a good idea. Manuel? Could you lend Mrs. Richards your assistance in connection with her reservation?
[Manuel looks around, confused]
Mrs. Richards : [to Manuel] Now, I reserved a very quiet room with a bath and a sea view. I specifically asked for a sea view in my written confirmation, so please make sure I have it.
Manuel : Que?
Mrs. Richards : What?
Manuel : Que?
Mrs. Richards : Kay?
Manuel : Si.
Mrs. Richards : Sea?
[Manuel nods]
Mrs. Richards : Kay, sea? Kay sea? What are you trying to say?
Manuel : No. No, no, no. Que... what.
Mrs. Richards : Kay Watt?
Manuel : Si, que: what.
Mrs. Richards : C.K. Watt?
Manuel : Yes!
Mrs. Richards : Who is C. K. Watt?
Manuel : Que?
Mrs. Richards : Is he the manager, Mr. Watt?
Manuel : Oh, manajer!
Mrs. Richards : He is?
Manuel : Ah, Mister Fawlty!
Mrs. Richards : What?
Manuel : Fawlty!
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Mrs. Richards : [Scolding Polly for not revealing where her eyeglasses were located] Are you blind? They were on my head all the whole time, didn't you see?
Polly : Yes!
Mrs. Richards : Didn't God give you eyes?
Polly : Yes, but I don't use 'em 'cause it wears the batteries out.
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[Mrs. Richards comes downstairs for lavatory paper; Polly thinks she wants writing paper]
Mrs. Richards : Girl, there's no paper in my room. Why don't you check these things? That's what you're being paid for, isn't it?
Polly : We don't put it in the rooms.
Mrs. Richards : What?
Polly : Well, we keep it in the lounge.
Mrs. Richards : [aghast] In the lounge?
Polly : I'll get you some. Do you want plain ones or ones with our address on it?
Mrs. Richards : Address on it?
Polly : How many sheets? Well, how many are you going to use?
Mrs. Richards : Manager!
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Mrs. Richards : What are you talking about, you silly little man?
Mrs. Richards : [to Polly] What is going on here? I ask him for my room and he tells me the manager is a Mr. Watt, aged forty.
Manuel : No, no, no, no. FAWLTY!
Mrs. Richards : He's faulty? What's wrong with him?
Polly : It's all right, Mrs. Richards. He's from Barcelona.
Mrs. Richards : The manager's from Barcelona?
Manuel : No, no, no, he's from-a Swanage.
Polly : And you're in 22.
Mrs. Richards : What?
Polly : You're in Room 22. Manuel, take these cases up to 22, will you?
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Sybil Fawlty : [Basil won some money on a horse and he doesn't want Sybil to know because she's very against gambling so Polly is pretending it's her winnings] Polly?
Polly : Yes, Mrs Fawlty?
Sybil Fawlty : What was the name of the horse?
Polly : The name?
[Basil, overhearing this quietly comes running into the dining-room]
Polly : I've gone blank.
[Basil frantically tries miming the answer by flapping his arms]
Polly : Birdbrain.
[Basil nods no]
Polly : No, no. That came in third. Uh...
[Basil points at Sybil]
Polly : Fishwife.
Sybil Fawlty : What?
Polly : [Basil tries pointing at his zipper] Fly! Fly!
[Basil points at Sybil again]
Polly : Flying tart!
[another wrong answer]
Polly : No, no. It got off to a flying start and it's name... was dragonfly.
[Basil hightails it]