Oliver Reed came into my local one time, looked around and said in a loud voice "Good evening, I suppose you know who I am. Well I would like to buy everyone a drink." Russell, one of my friends, replied "We know what you are and we don't want a drink from you." With that Reed turned, took one look at the 12 or so regulars in the bar and wailed "Bloody plebs." as he walked out of the bar with a chorus of "Cunt." ringing in his ear.
I've never liked the man and always felt he was false. Plus he was a cunt.