[They drunkenly barge into some tearooms]
Withnail
[pointing at a table]
All right here?
Waitress
What do you want?
Waitress
No, we're closing in a minute.
[he sits down and picks up a menu]
Tea Shop Proprietor
Didn't you hear? She said she'd closed. What do you want in here?
Withnail
Cake. What's it got to do with you?
Tea Shop Proprietor
I happen to be the proprietor. Now, would you leave?
Withnail
Ah! I'm glad you're the proprietor, I was gonna have to have a word with you anyway. We're working on a film up here. Locations, see. We might wanna do a film in here.
Tea Shop Proprietor
You're drunk.
Waitress
If you don't leave, we'll call the police.
Withnail
Balls! We want the finest wines available to humanity. And we want them here, and we want them now!
Tea Shop Proprietor
Miss Blennerhassett, telephone the police.
Marwood
[with his mouth full]
All right, Miss Blennerhassett, I'm warning you, if you do, you're fired. We are multimillionaires. We shall buy this place and fire you immediately.
Withnail
Yes, we'll buy this place and we'll install a fucking jukebox in here and liven all you stiffs up a bit!
Tea Shop Proprietor
The police, Miss Blennerhassett. Just say there are a couple of drunks in the Penrith tearooms and we want them removed.
Marwood
We are not drunks, we are multimillionaires!
Tea Shop Proprietor
Hurry up, Mabs. We'll keep them here til they arrive.
Withnail
You won't keep us anywhere. We'll buy this place and have it knocked down!
[Monty's Rolls-Royce pulls up outside the window]
Marwood
[pulling back the lace curtain]
'S alright, 's alright, s'alright... We're going, our car has arrived!
Withnail
[staggering out]
We'll be back. We're coming back in here.