SIR WILLIAM PONSONBY Before we go, Uxbridge. [proffering snuff powder] LORD UXBRIDGE [snorts] Ha [sneezes] savage stuff, Ponsonby! SIR WILLIAM PONSONBY You don’t see its like any more. My father left us a hundredweight, down to the last ounce. An old Jew in Alexandria had the blend. LORD UXBRIDGE Blend? [Ponsonby laughs]

My son’s (who is six) current favourite film!

50kg’s of snuff. Nice inheritance.

…but they’re down to the last ounce! Mind you Ponsonby buys it about five minutes later. Saddest moment in the film in mine and my son’s opinion.

Great scene from brilliant film! They don’t make them like those anymore but snuff is still here.