Man: Where's the food my dear, we seem to have been waiting an extraordinary amount of time. Honestly this new butler is dammed erratic. Wait for hours and all the food seems to come at once, he's dammed impudent to boot, as well (mumble).
Woman: Oh do you think so, dear? He's always very polite to me.
Man: Well he may be to you, but he's dammed impudent to me, dear.
Butler: Your game, m'lady.
Man: I say, (mumbled name), would you hurry along with my roast pork, there's a good soul. And make sure it's a nice, fatty piece, will you? ... See that, he's dammed well ignoring me, ignoring me, ehh.
Woman: Don't make such a fuss. He's very efficient.
Man: Maybe to you, dear, to me, he's dammed impudent.
Butler: Your fat, my lord. [**note**: this is a pun - could be heard as "you're fat"]
Man: See what I mean dear? I shall have to sack him.
Woman: Steady on! We've enough servant trouble as it is. The handyman about to leave us, and the plumbing's in a terrible state!
Man: That reminds me dear, I must talk to you about the lavatories, they've all gone (mumbled)
Butler: Your sweet, m'lady. [**Note**: Or "You're sweet, m'lady." The joke is that you could transcribe it both ways."]
Woman: Oh, thank you, (name)!
Butler: Your nuts, m'lord. ["You're nuts, m'lord."]
Man: Cheeky swine! How am I supposed to open these?
Butler: Your crackers, m'lord. ["You're crackers, m'lord"]
Man: That does it, dear! Staff shortage or no staff shortage, he goes.
Woman: Well, you know best, dear. What were you saying about the lavatories?
Man: They're broken, dear. Out of order. Up the spout, down the drain.
Woman: What? And we've sacked the handyman? How are we going to manage?
Butler: Your pail, m'lady. [Pun: "You're pale, m'lady."]
Butler: Your potty, m'lord. [Pun]
Thank you very much. That's great!!