Are You Being Served? (TV Series)
Camping In (1973)
Wendy Richard: Miss Brahms
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Quotes
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Miss Brahms : Mrs Slocombe, that man's been hanging round our underwear counter for the past ten minutes.
Mrs. Slocombe : Oh dear. Do you think he's one of those?
Miss Brahms : One of what?
Mrs. Slocombe : A Bon Voyeur. Y'know, they're the people who look but don't touch.
Miss Brahms : Ooh, I've never been out with one of those.
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Mrs. Slocombe : Are you being served, sir?
The Large Bra Customer : Uh, no. Do you have a male assistant on this counter?
Mrs. Slocombe : No, sir. This is ladies underwear.
The Large Bra Customer : I just thought you might have a man to help you.
Mrs. Slocombe : No, sir. There isn't much demand for that sort of thing at Grace Brothers.
The Large Bra Customer : Ah. Well, er... I want to purchase a bra.
Miss Brahms : [surprised] What size do you take?
Mrs. Slocombe : That'll do, Miss Brahms.
The Large Bra Customer : Oh, no. It's for my fiancée. She's a young girl.
Mrs. Slocombe : Oh, congratulations. Have you any idea what size the young lady takes?
The Large Bra Customer : Well...
Mrs. Slocombe : Miss Brahms, go and polish something.
The Large Bra Customer : [hands Mrs Slocombe a brassiere] I managed to knock this off when she wasn't looking.
Mrs. Slocombe : Oh, how clever of you
[examining the garment]
Mrs. Slocombe : Mmm, she's a healthy girl, isn't she. Miss Brahms, get out the 44s. The Kilimanjaro range.
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Miss Brahms : What does ENSA stand for?
Mr. Humphries : Every Night Something Awful 'appens!
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Captain Stephen Peacock : Mrs. Slocombe, what is Miss Brahms doing in that tent?
Mrs. Slocombe : Knowing you, I'm surprised you haven't looked.
Miss Brahms : He has and I was putting on me pajamas.
Mrs. Slocombe : Captain Peacock!
Captain Stephen Peacock : The point is, Mrs. Slocombe, that this large tent is for yourself and Miss Brahms.
Mrs. Slocombe : There's going to be no one in my boudoir when I blow out the candle.
Captain Stephen Peacock : I have no other accommodation. Where am I supposed to bivouac?
Mrs. Slocombe : I don't care, whack. It's nothing to do with me.
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Miss Brahms : Get in your tent and zip yourself up!
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Mrs. Slocombe : Miss Brahms, our sleepwear has arrived.
Mr. Mash : What size are you?
Miss Brahms : Oh, not for me thanks. I never wear anything in bed. I don't like rough things next to my skin.
Mr. Mash : You're lucky you ain't got me in there with ya!
Mrs. Slocombe : You will wear pajamas tonight, Miss Brahms. Suppose there was a fire and you had no clothes on?
Miss Brahms : Ooh, I'd be first to be rescued.