(Baldrick and Edmund in prison cell are to be brutally guillotined in the morning...)
Baldrick: I know how can we escape!
Edmund: Am I jumping the gun, Baldrick, or are the words "I have a cunning
plan" marching with ill-deserved confidence in the direction of
Baldrick: They certainly are!
Edmund: Well, forgive me if I don't jump up and down with glee; your
record in this department is not exactly a hundred percent.
So, what's the plan?
Baldrick: We do...nothing.
Edmund: Yep, that's another world-beater.
Baldrick: Wait, I haven't finished. We do nothing until our heads have
actually been cut off...
Edmund: ...and then we spring into action?
Baldrick: Exactly! You know how, when you cut a chicken's head off, it
runs round and round the farmyard?
Baldrick: Well, we wait until our heads have been cut off, then we run
round and round the farmyard, out the farm gate, and escape.
What do you think?
Edmund: Yes... My opinions are rather difficult to express in words,
so perhaps I can put it this way... [punchs Baldrick in nose] hahahahaha