Vic Flange Quotes in Carry on Abroad (1972)

Evelyn Blunt: Not for me thank you.

Vic Flange: Oh. Don't drink?

Evelyn Blunt: No, I tried it once and didn't like it.

Vic Flange: Smoke?

Evelyn Blunt: I tried it once and didn't like it.

Vic Flange: Strange.

Evelyn Blunt: Not at all, my daughter is just the same.

Vic Flange: Your only child, I presume!

[in Vic Flange's Pub, Sadie Tompkins orders a drink at the bar for herself]

Sadie Tompkins: Have you got a large one?

Vic Flange: I've had no complaints so far.

Sadie Tompkins: Seeing's believing...

Vic Flange: You won't need a magnifying glass!

[Vic gives Sadie the drink]

Vic Flange: There you are... no, no, have it on me - if you know what I mean!

Sadie Tompkins: Oh, you don't have to draw me any diagrams!

Vic Flange: Pity - I was just going to get my ballpoint out!

Cora Flange: You filthy rotten stinking beast.

Vic Flange: What have I done now?

Cora Flange: Don't you come the innocent with me. You and that Sadie Tomkins..."Are you going on the same trip too? Oh well fancy that, yes fancy that." Well, I don't fancy that AT ALL!

Vic Flange: Oh, have a heart, darling, you know I need this holiday. You wouldn't want me to go without it just because she's going to be there.

Cora Flange: If she's going to be there, you won't be going without it!

Vic Flange: Lovely day for it!

Miss Dobbs: That's what they all say...

Vic Flange: [flapping his hands like wings] Flying! You don't like flying, remember?

Cora Flange: [flapping her hands like wings] I don't like washing floors, but I'd still rather do that than you get some other scrubber!

Harry: I hear you're going on your holiday tomorrow then?

Vic Flange: Just a weekend.

Harry: All right for some, you taking the missus too?

Vic Flange: No, she won't go abroad. Doesn't like flying, do you, love?

Cora Flange: All the same, if I did, someone has to look after the pub.

Vic Flange: It's one of them new package deals. 17 quid, all in.

Harry: Where are you going to?

Vic Flange: Oh, some new resort in the Med.

Cora Flange: Oh, for Heaven's sake, Vic, why don't you tell him? Its a place called Elsbels.

Harry: Elsbels? The island?

Vic Flange: Yes.

Harry: Tomorrow?

Vic Flange: Yes.

Harry: Blimey, there's a coincidence for you.

Vic Flange: What is?

Harry: Sadie's going on the same trip!

Cora Flange: Coach? I though we were going by air?

Vic Flange: We have to go in the coach to get to the airport!

Cora Flange: But you didn't say anything about coaches; I don't like going in them either.

Vic Flange: Oh, gawd blimey. You're determined to have a good time aren't you?

Moira Plunkett: I wonder what this is? Santa Cecilia's Exlixir.

Vic Flange: Oh, some local quack medicine, I suppose.

Stall-Holder: Oh no, sir, is not medicine. Is for l'amoura.

Vic Flange: Pardon?

Stall-Holder: Liqueur - for making plenty of passion!

Vic Flange: Get away!