Hello and welcome to the Ronald Reagan Memorial Bowl, here in the pretty L.A. suburb of Hollywood. Well, we’re about to witness All-in Wrestling, brought to you tonight, ladies and gentlemen, by the makers of Scum, the world’s first combined hair oil, foot ointment, and salad dressing; and by the makers of Titan, the novelty nuclear missile. You never know when it’ll go off.
Never mind that, my lad. I wish to complain about this parrot what I purchased not half an hour ago from this very boutique.
Oh yes, the, uh, the Norwegian Blue…What’s,uh…What’s wrong with it?
Start again…
It’s…
It’s their third time here with us, we can’t keep you away can we? Ha, ha, and over here is Mr Hilter.
I’ve got a hat.
That was never five minutes.
I’m starting a war for peace.
Albatross!
Try to tell the kids today that, they’ll never believe you.
No, she’s … she’s all I got left now. My wife, Doreen … she … I got a letter.
Here on top of Edinburgh Castle, in conditions of extreme secrecy, men are being trained for the British Army’s first Kamikaze Regiment, the Queen’s Own McKamikaze Highlanders.
- To Ma Own beloved Lassie. A poem on her 17th Birthday. Lend us a couple of bob till Thursday. I’m absolutely skint. But I’m expecting a postal order and I can pay you back as soon as it comes. Love Ewan.*
Say no more!
Girl: (turning to Caskell with bated breath) “You are Sir Philip Sidney?”
Gaskell: “Possibly… but I may be Superintendent Gaskell of the Vice Squad.”
Oh, that’s marvelous. I mean you’re a totally different kind of specimen to Professor Kastner. Straight in your seat, erect, firm.
Shut up. It’s a disguise. Right! Confiscate the smutty books, Maddox.
If you hadn’t nailed its feet to the perch, it would be pushing up the daisies!
My lord of Warwick. Raise high the drawbridge - Gloucester’s troops approach!