The Witches (1990)
Rowan Atkinson: Mr. Stringer
[the head chef has started shouting about a mouse in his trousers; the staff are trying to get at it by pulling his trousers off]
Mr. Stringer : What's going on in here?
[he begins searching around]
Mr. Stringer : There's nothing much in there!
[throws down the chef's trousers]
Mr. Stringer : Lot of fuss about nothing!
Marlene : [to Mr. Stringer] I'll see you later then.
Mr. Stringer : [hesitates] We're short-staffed tonight. I might be a little late.
Marlene : [smiles] I can wait.
[Mr. Stringer goes to kiss her until he sees small brown fur on her neck making him leave in disgust]
Marlene : What is it?
[Marlene looks in the mirror and squeals in horror]
Mr. Stringer : I'm sorry, madam, but I cannot permit mice in my hotel.
Helga : How dare you say that when your rotten hotel is full of rats anyway?
Mr. Stringer : Rats? There are no rats in this hotel!
Helga : I saw one this morning running along the corridor, into the kitchens.
Mr. Stringer : Madam, you only arrived in the hotel this afternoon.
Helga : [scoffs] Morning, afternoon, I saw a rat in your hotel, and if matters do not improve, I shall have to report you to the public health authorities.
Mr. Stringer : Look, madam, I'm not prepared...
Luke : The cakes in the lounge are nibbled around the edges, too. I can show you.
Helga : If you are not careful, the health people will order the whole hotel closed before everyone gets typhoid fever.
Mr. Stringer : You can't be serious, madam!
Helga : I have never been more serious in my life. Now - will you or will you not let my grandchild keep his hygienic and perfectly harmless pet mice?