Withnail: [looking at the kitchen sink overflowing with dirty dishes] Oh, Christ almighty. Sinew in nicotine base. Keep back, keep back! The entire sink's gone rotten. I don't know what's in here.
[he picks up the kettle on the stove. It's too hot so he drops it]
Withnail: Aargh! Aargh!
Marwood: I told you, you've been bitten!
Withnail: Burnt! Burnt! The fucking kettle's on fire!
Marwood: There's something floating up.
Withnail: [lunges towards the sink] FORK IT!