Tom Tit Quotes in The League of Gentlemen's Apocalypse (2005)

Geoff Tipps: What're ya doing? King! King! There's an old feller in the toilet!

Tom Tit: 'Tis only I sir; Tom Tit.

Geoff Tipps: Who?

Tom Tit: Tom Tit, the night soil man. Guardian of the royal stool. It's my function to take away your leavings.

Geoff Tipps: I can't go with you lookin' up me bum.

Tom Tit: If I might be so bold sir, there are ways of easing the passage.

[singing in falsetto and playing a piano]

Tom Tit: Come out, come out, reluctant stool. Play not your maker for a fool. Oh, naughty guts, let go your prize. Let's cut this bum egg down to size.