And bilge at that.

Way there, you bilge swine.

That's... bilge. Some drunken crank.

Tastes like oil and bilge and green mould.

Plum duff ain't no better than bilge water without rum.

Your fulminations, milords and gentlemen... are full of bilge and blather.

Don't be afraid of those bilge rats, but don't underestimate them either.

Missed your gizzard by an inch. Rather a neat hole and squirting blood like a bilge pump.

Bless my soul, madam, I've got to publish this bilge in order to stay in business, but I don't have to read it.