Knightmare meets Little Britain

[Drassil]

One of my favourite contributions to this thread is still this one:

Mrs Grimwold: "Who's Brian?"

Only now it has an answer: Brian is the chap playing your husband!

Lord Fear; "I love it when you talk dirty to me, Hands!"

I wish I'd realised sooner, but this one doesn't count; because astonishingly, Lord Fear did say that! (In a Series 8 spyglass scene.)

And now, a long overdue set of crossovers:

Hordriss: [Voiceover] Knightmare, Knightmare, Knightmare! Discovered in 1987 by Sir Patrick Knightmare-Sharp, who allowed his protegé Timothy Child to take all the credit. And now, let us journey among the weirdly wonderful, wonderfully weird people of Knightmare, laughing at their misfortune, and weeping at their joy. Knightmaaaare! It's a Knightmaaaare!

Mogdred: Do you so pledge?
Dungeoneer: Yeah but no but yeah but no but...

Mrs. Grimwold: I'm a ladeh!

Treguard: Pickle, the Book of Quests. Will it tell us what we wish to know of the quest in progress?
Pickle: Book says noooo... [Coughs.]

Advisor: OK, you're in what looks to be a large, stone room. And there's a clue table right in front of you.
Dungeoneer: Yeah I know.
[Advisor sees an overhead shot of the clue objects on the magic mirror.]
Advisor: Right, you'd better take the food. Now, we have a choice of a bar of gold, a bloodstained dagger...
Dungeoneer: I want that one. [Points to dagger and holds it up.]
Advisor: But I thought you said that bladed weapons signify hostile intent, and are an anathema to anyone who wishes to traverse the Dungeon unscathed.
Dungeoneer: Yeah I know.
[Advisor sighs.]

[Pickle walks into the Crazed Heifer.]
Pickle: Bacardi and mead, please, Milly. For I am the only fae in the village!

Rothberry: [Visiting one of his patients, Velda.] Hello, Velda, how are you today?
Velda: Eh eh eeeehhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Brother Mace: Ah, Hordriss. A word if I may. About that lizard business-
Hordriss: Look into one's eyes, look into one's eyes, the eyes, the eyes, not around the eyes, don't look around one's eyes, look into one's eyes... you're under. You have no recollection of ever being transformed into an oversized lizard creature, and certainly no reason to suspect one of anything other than polite and dignified acquaintanceship. Three, two, one... you're back in the chamber.

[Anonymous]

Lissard: Lord Fear would sssseee you now Misssstressss
Greystagg: Show me in slimy fool
Lissard: What? You want to see his grimy tool?
Greystagg: That's just a rhyme sinister!
Lissard: Well at leassst he's not the Prime Minisssster!
Maldame: You still think you have a chance with him don't you?
Lissard: Lissten up you ...witch he'ssss mine! *slap

Treguard advises in the infamous sweeping scene of Series 7, Team 5:

"Now can anybody tell me if dust is worth looking at.. Or no to that? Anybody? No? Dust? Anybody? No? Dust? Anybody? No? Dust? Anybody? No? Dust? Well, dust is actually consealing that.. So you sweep as much as you like!"