It's a bloody chicken!

In watching the classically hilarous film Withnail and I, it would be a great injustice not to share one of the funniest cinematic exchanges of all time:

[Back inside I has left the chicken on the table. It is alive and
looks round questioningly. He nudges Withnail to wake him.]

I:
Oye! Oye! Parkin's been. There's the supper!
Withnail:
What are we supposed to do with that?
I:
Eat it
Withnail:
Eat it!? Fucker's alive
I:
Yeah, you've got to kill it.
Withnail:
Me!? I'm the firelighter and fuel collecter.
I:
Yeah I know but I got the logs in. It takes away your appitite just
looking at it.
Withnail:
No it doesn't I'm starving. How can we make it die?
I:
You've got to throttle them. Withnail, I think you ought to kill it
instantly in case it starts trying to make friends with us.
Withnail:
Alright, you get hold of ir. I'll strangle it.
I:
I can't. Those dreadful, beady eyes! They stare you out!
Withnail:
It's a bloody chicken. Just think of it with bacon across its back!
Right, I'll deal with this. You'll have to get its guts out.