[watching Mackay testing the curry in the prison kitchens] Fletcher: Course, he sees 'imself as an authority on curry, he does, on account of where he was stationed in the army. Rudge: Where? India? Fletcher: No, Bradford.
They seek him here, they seek him there Those Frenchies seek him everwhere. Is he that copper? Is he that wino? They'll never find the camouflaged Rhino!