The violence of the murder and the vastness of the pants are entirely justified artistically.

Baldrick: This one's called "The German pants"
George: Oh, spiffing! Yes, let's hear that!
Baldrick: Pants, Pants, Pants, Pants
Pants, Pants, Pants
Pants, Pants
Pants, Pants
Blackadder: Pants, Pants, Pants?
Baldrick: How did you guess, sir?
George: I say, sir! Now that is spooky!

Under Pants Wood.

What are you going to do?

I'm... not going to give up. I can't give up. Not as long as the pants are out there.