It's a tradition with my bank.

With my compliments.

Something wrong with Mr. Drysdale?

I'm not going through with this farce.

Nice man to do business with, too.

Now, I have some connections with the British Embassy, and I'll have them get in touch with you.

A thing like this has to be handled with great diplomacy.

I can tell you what to do with it.

And we're trying to figure what to do with it.

Hadn't been for him, I might have wound up with Borneo.

Oh, quite well, sir, thank you, considering the fact we're running the castle with a skeleton star.

In keeping with my policy of generosity, I have a free gift for you.

Mr. Drysdale tells me that you wish to present the Queen with a gift of some sort.

A bankroll.

He's a man of the cloth.

A Beverly Hillbilly.

Spun a few.

It's a revolution!

I'm a banker.

Wait a minute.