Blackadder: [after noticing a portion of his newspaper has been cut out] Baldrick, why has half the front page been cut out?
Baldrick: I don’t know.
Blackadder: You do know, don’t you?
Blackadder: You’ve been cutting out the cuttings about the elusive ‘Shadow’ to put in your highwayman’s scrapbook, haven’t you?
Baldrick: Oh, I can’t help it, Mr B.! His life is so dark and shadowy, and full of fear and trepidation!
Blackadder: So is going to the toilet in the middle of the night, but you don’t keep a scrapbook on it!
Baldrick: I do.