It’s filthy, Gaston … find out who washed this up, and give them their cards immediately!
A lot.
Shut up, and stop slouching. Now, the reason I called you in here today, is that my wife is having a little trouble with her, er… with her waterworks, and I think she needs a bit of attention, Now, which one of you is the surgeon?
Right, you’re in.
Oh, thank you. Thank you very much.
Hey, your nose is going to be three foot wide across your face by the time I’m finished with you!
Well, as I say, we’ve always been good friends, sharing the interests, the gardening and so on, the model aeroplanes, the sixpenny bottle for the holiday money, and indeed twice a month settling down in the evenings doing the accounts, something which, er, Deidre, Deidre that’s my wife, er, particularly looked forward to on account of her feet
Well I’m afraid we’re having a little trouble getting this very exciting Icelandic saga started.
Then the old ladies are thrown into the fjords, with their boots tied around their necks…
What an eccentric performance.
Look! We can’t afford it! The BBC are short of money as it is.
The BBC wishes to deny rumors that it is going into liquidation.
Who’s that shouting?
Oh I’m sorry, but this is abuse.
Yes, depart a lot at this time and cut the approaching any more, or we fire arrows at the tops of your heads and make castanets out of your testicles already!
With a melon!?!?!?
Morning. Upstairs. Be careful, it’s very steep. Almost there.
And now on BBC another six minutes of Monty Python’s Flying Circus.
Did he say eight? … (sighs) What is…
Right! One!.. Two!.. Five!
Three, sir!
Three!