Симпатичный британский ситком, о книжном магазине.
Man: “Those books, how much?”
Bernard: “Hm?”
Man: “Those books. Leather-bound ones.”
Bernard: “Yes, Dickens. The Collected Works of Charles Dickens.”
Man: “They’re real leather?”
Bernard: “They’re real Dickens.”
Man: “I have to know if they’re real leather because they have to go with a sofa.
Everything else in my house is real. I’ll give you 200 for them.”
Bernard: “200 what?”
Man: “200 pounds.”
Bernard: “Are they leather-bound pounds?”
Man: “…No.”
Bernard: “Sorry, I need leather-bound pounds to go with my wallet. Next!”
Man: “Those books, how much?”
Bernard: “Hm?”
Man: “Those books. Leather-bound ones.”
Bernard: “Yes, Dickens. The Collected Works of Charles Dickens.”
Man: “They’re real leather?”
Bernard: “They’re real Dickens.”
Man: “I have to know if they’re real leather because they have to go with a sofa.
Everything else in my house is real. I’ll give you 200 for them.”
Bernard: “200 what?”
Man: “200 pounds.”
Bernard: “Are they leather-bound pounds?”
Man: “…No.”
Bernard: “Sorry, I need leather-bound pounds to go with my wallet. Next!”