Austin Powers: If you are gonna talk about naughty things in front of these American girls, then at least speak English English. Nigel: All right, my son. I could've had it away with this crackin' judy, my old chine. Austin Powers: Are you telling pork pies and a bag of tripe, because if you are feeling quiggly, why not just have a j. Arthur? Nigel: What, billy no-mates? Austin Powers: Too right, youth. Nigel: Don't you remember the crimbo din-din we had with the grotty scots bint? Austin Powers: Oh, the one that was all sixes and sevens. Nigel: Yes, yes, yes. She was the trouble and strife of the morris dancer that lived up the apples and pears! Austin Powers: Yes, she was the barrister that became a bobby in a lorry. Both: Tea kettle! Nigel: Yes... And then, and then. Both: She shat on a turtle! Ha ha ha!
Austin Powers came to rescue his father Nigel and before leaving they're telling stories about the good 'ol days. No chance anyone understands that crap.