1. (WHISPERING) Between desire and reality.
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8. As love, rage and aches of the ear.
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9. Pretension by Fry and Laurie.
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10. Strangest thing, really, isn't it?
Tony's off to lunch again.
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every time.
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having breakfast one day.
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It can't be that bad.
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17. you know, my life is grey and hopeless.
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Whatever do you mean?
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and what do I see?
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21. Just the blank rolling of the years,
one after another, like...
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beating against my brain
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23. until the blood runs out of my ears.
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24. Oh, come on now.
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Well, you've got a wife.
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three loving goldfish...
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Well, I mean, what does it mean?
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28. You know, we live in a doomed world.
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29. Oh, nonsense, what do you mean, "doomed"?
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30. Nobody likes anybody any more.
Nobody cares about anybody or anything.
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and stabbing and insulting.
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the countryside's a poisonous mess.
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and ripped off by your neighbour.
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but I mean...
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it's just battle lines.
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except in getting drunk,
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supplied by maniacs with machine guns.
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38. Well, it's a grim old world, all right,
but surely it's always been like...
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39. I mean, films and music are crap, books are crap.
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without getting pushed off the pavement.
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42. The politicians are so feeble-minded and gutless,
you can't even hate them.
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44. You smile at someone in the street,
you're either knifed in the kidneys,
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46. Looking at a newspaper is like
opening a fold of used lavatory paper.
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you're sprayed in coloured vomit.
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50. We're shagged. We're absolutely shagged.
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51. It's grey and hopeless.
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52. No pleasure, no prospect, no future, nothing.
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53. Just grey, hopeless hell.
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54. - Jesus.
- Oh, Christ Jesus.
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55. We're dead, we're dead, we're dead, we're dead.
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56. Well, first of all, my colleague and I would like
to welcome you to a brand-spanking-new series
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58. the show that tries to put a bit of jolliness back
into the darker corners of modern Britain,
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59. - but doesn't.
- Mmm.
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on a more personal note,
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from my colleague's joint welcome,
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64. Uh, you know, my welcome's
really just a bit of an old "Hi."
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or it's...
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70. Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
Oh, you're very kind.
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to introduce some guests
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75. That's right. They're going to be popping in
and out over the next half-an-hour or so,
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76. fetching, carrying, handing round bowls
of nuts and raisins during the quiet portions.
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77. And the first of those guests is,
well, will you please welcome,
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80. - John, welcome.
- Thank you, great to be here.
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82. - So much better than being over there.
Yeah.
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what you've been up to for the past 30 years,
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for the restructuring of modern Britain.
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85. - Well...
- You're a Sagittarian, is that right?
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86. - Yes.
- Mmm-hmm. And your favourite colour is?
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87. Aquamarine with a streak of mottled purple
where it joins the edge.
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89. I know this crowd.
They're a crazy crowd, and they like you. Hugh.
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90. Well, our next, last and final guest,
last, next and final guest,
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chef, cook and amateur professional,
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93. No, it isn't.
It is.
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What was he like as a man, as a human being?
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98. Bristol. That's an absolutely marvellous story,
and that's...
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99. - That story is now available on CD, am I right?
- Yes.
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on this series of A Bit of Fry and Laurie
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a collection of guest movements.
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with some movements for us.
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104. John, can we have your movement first?
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105. - What a lovely movement.
A great way to start our collection. Yeah.
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108. Two fabulous movements.
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109. Now, perhaps, John, you wouldn't mind
taking the Twiglets up that side.
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110. And, Jane, can you dish out
the condoms up that side?
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have been really a great success.
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Very lucky.
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114. who hopefully is going to be with us
throughout the show,
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115. and his name is Dodger.
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116. Oh, bless him.
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as the show goes on.
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120. That's right. Well, I think
that's more than enough introducing
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121. to satisfy even
the most introduction-hungry viewer.
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122. So, meantime, it's on
with the ruthless subversion of family values.
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124. "what good are they?"
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125. No, I don't think they're any good at all.
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126. Useless. I sold all mine years ago.
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themes are what you make of them, you know.
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128. I mean, a good theme, like, say,
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129. "Sex between people of vastly differing heights:
can Britain take it?"
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130. can be a wonderful thing,
in the right hands, of course.
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132. Yeah, sex is a good theme. Yeah.
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133. Sex is thematically strong.
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134. Makes me want to throw up,
makes me want to keck,
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135. makes me want to vomit.
"Hearts of gold." Arse of gold, more like.
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136. I don't pay my licence fee every year.
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137. But if I did... (MUMBLES)
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138. It was the strangest thing, you know.
I dreamt the other night
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139. that I was in bed with Andrew Neil.
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140. And, you know, I woke up, and I was thinking,
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141. "Why Andrew Neil?" you know.
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142. And then I realised that the cat
had been sick on the duvet.
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143. So...
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144. People are often mistaking me
for Luther Vandross.
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145. (SOBBING) Oh, my God.
What's happened, Leonard?
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146. I am bloody furious, Jennifer, I tell you.
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147. Oh, the blood! What's happened?
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148. What's happened? Well, I've killed your parents.
Basically, that's what's happened.
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149. - What?
- Stabbed them both to death.
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150. - What?
- I could not be more furious.
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151. - Stabbed, but why?
- Exactly. Why?
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152. It was so unnecessary.
That's why I'm so bloody annoyed.
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153. What?
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complained that the tonic water was flat,
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155. and all of a sudden, there I was,
stabbing him in the neck with a knife.
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156. I mean, what is going on here?
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157. God, you killed him!
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158. Yeah, all right. Don't go on about it.
How do you think I feel?
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159. I don't know, Leonard.
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160. Bloody annoyed, that's how.
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161. - Annoyed?
- Well, somebody should have stopped this.
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163. No, no, no, I'm not blaming you, darling.
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164. But somebody should have seen
that this was a tragedy waiting to happen
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165. and done something about it. I really am livid.
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166. Oh, God, and Mummy, too!
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167. Yeah, well, she got in the way,
tried to defend him, so...
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168. There she was, lying dead, another victim
of bureaucratic inefficiency.
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169. I mean, it just won't do.
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171. No, no, I thought I'd write, actually.
I thought that would carry more weight.
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173. - What I've done?
- Yes!
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That's charming, isn't it?
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175. I stab your parents to death with a bread knife,
and all of a sudden it's my fault.
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176. Leonard, darling, I mean, you did it.
You said so yourself.
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177. No. No, no, no, no, my hand did it, Jennifer,
my hand and the knife did it, yes.
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do these things, hmm?
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but they were lovely people.
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all because the system failed again.
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I shouldn't have gone out shopping.
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186. Well, that was my first reaction, I must admit.
Bloody Jennifer.
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187. God, she's left me in a right pickle here.
But it's not you, darling.
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to make sure this kind of thing doesn't happen,
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191. Yeah, but you weren't, my angel. You weren't.
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just like it failed me.
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194. Well, I've got a bloody good mind
to kill you, to be honest.
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a lesson, wouldn't it?
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196. I'd like to see them talk their way
out of three dead bodies.
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197. - Well, I'd rather you didn't.
- Well, I'd rather I didn't,
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What is making my hand do these things, hmm?
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- The system, exactly.
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with their cosy little offices,
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are being slaughtered.
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- Yes.
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207. Oh, well, hurrah for the bloody cavalry.
I hope you're satisfied.
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208. - I'm sorry.
- Leonard's killed my parents.
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Well, until recently, nothing.
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with providing a higher and higher comic service
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have decided to institute a charter.
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to ensure that you, the viewer...
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- Yes.
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on the Clapham omnibus,
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that it's been cancelled
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to make a difference.
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230. By which we mean
two main sticky-out bits at the end.
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- And there is quality.
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the standard that you'd expect
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by a key team of top experts,
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on to a top team of key experts.
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237. And they will award, in a very grown-up way,
charter marks.
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and your complaint about it is upheld,
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240. Which brings us
to our other sticky-out bit, delivery.
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jokes must be delivered on time.
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where the timing is too...
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- Quick.
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247. Then the commission will be only
too happy to look into it.
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248. - The comedy charter, peace of mind.
- Audience power.
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250. Without dripping.
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Hane a freethy stipe
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Botty trees a wipe"
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from which that verse was an extract,
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to write it once more.
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261. We see things, we hear things,
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that when I say spies, of course,
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of people with hidden cameras or false bottoms.
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in the sense of people who tell me things.
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tell me that in your spare time,
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at De Montfort University.
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- Of what?
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When I say that, I stress the word "you."
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and tell me what you think.
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of a Rover 200
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- Oh, that.
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- Oh, ah, what is it?
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- Go on, go on. Go on.
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at Earl's Court during the Royal Tournament?
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the way your mind's working. No.
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- (STAMMERING) And you say, you say
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299. So do I, and so does Dodger.
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and he's become very much a friend
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Where did I put it last?
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Sometimes, actually, you have to get up to find it?
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in authentic cinema sound,
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satellite, home shopping,
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of one arresting colours and fabrics,
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and need never be lost again.
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no more unnecessary and unpleasant standing up.
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to all muscle groups. But that isn't all.
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designed to enhance viewer comfort.
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wrestling programme,
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with standing up.
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Comfipee allows you to expel those wastes
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after a hard afternoon's drinking
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326. because, sure, fitness is important,
without having to leave the action.
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with a completely free companion, Comfipoo.
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inside your tummy.
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to do something about it. No longer.
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moist wipe and tank module
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a world of entertainment, just for you.
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It's over. It's all over, just end it.
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337. Let's face it,
the world will be a better place without me.
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339. Oh, Jesus.
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340. (IN AMERICAN ACCENT) Don't do it, son.
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Did I ever? What?
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345. - Who are you?
- Me? Oh, Clarence Cosy, angel, second class.
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- How did you know that?
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349. Jigs, that's all I need.
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- What's that?
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352. What cut? There was never any cut,
because you were never born.
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just fly away for Christ's sake, will you?
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356. Oh, jigs. That's all I need.
Some cock-wit's stolen my sodding car.
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You haven't been born.
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you've been released into the community,
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We don't have the training.
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I own the largest conglomerate
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in the world.
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standing here talking to a chocolate cake like you.
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I'm your guardian angel.
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been like if you'd never been born.
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your life is worth living after all,
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to people's lives, the joy you've spread.
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368. I'm going home. Where's a bloody minicab?
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369. Where to, Governor?
- Wapping. Wait a second.
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370. See the difference you've made?
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371. Wait a second.
Where the arse are all the satellite dishes?
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372. - There aren't any satellite dishes.
- What do you mean?
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373. I keep telling you, you haven't been born yet.
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374. Mind how you go, gents.
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375. Thank you.
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376. People don't have satellite TV.
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377. They don't have the chance to watch
World Wrestling and Wheel of Fortune
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378. and Video Bloopers 24 hours a day.
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379. They're still forced to watch the old BBC and ITV,
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380. with all that drama and sports
and news programmes.
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381. - You did away with all that.
- I did?
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382. Mmm-hmm, swept it all away.
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383. You pretended it was to give people more choice,
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384. but actually it was just
to make you fabulously rich.
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385. Come on, let's go inside.
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386. Whoa, wait a minute.
Not my kind of place.
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387. Well, why not?
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388. Well, you know, a lot of minorities.
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389. Don't you like minorities?
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390. Well, I don't mind them but, you know,
they're not gonna like me very much.
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391. No, no, no, I keep telling you,
because you haven't been born,
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392. the newspapers you would have owned
haven't been able to teach everybody
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393. to sneer at their neighbours
because they're foreign or different or left-wing.
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394. People have ended up liking each other,
and liking this country.
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395. Heck, they might even like you.
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396. Now, two very nice drinks, please.
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397. Jesus, mothering arse.
Where the hell are all the tits?
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398. They're right in front of women's chests.
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399. I guess the editor didn't think
that was much of a news story.
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400. - Gotta have tits to sell a paper.
- Well, apparently not.
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401. Without your newspapers debasing
people's view of the world
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402. with every sentence they produce,
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403. people have turned out to be interested
in all kinds of other things.
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404. Strange, isn't it?
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405. - Here, I'll get these.
- Thank you.
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406. Well, suck my arse. Who the hell is that?
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407. That's the Queen. They still have one, you see.
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408. ♪ Silent night
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409. Get me the cock out of here.
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410. - Well?
- It's brilliant. Totally bloody brilliant.
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411. Big red buses, free hospitals,
an amusing royal family,
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412. proper taxis, decent newspapers,
best television in the world,
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413. people actually getting on with each other.
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414. - You like it? You really like it?
- It's fantastic, it's paradise.
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415. Oh, help me, Clarence. I wanna live again.
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416. Well, this is marvellous news, Rupert.
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417. Just think of the money I could make
in a world like this.
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418. I could introduce big tits,
break up the broadcasting monopolies,
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419. destroy The Times, the BBC, the royal family.
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420. I could make an absolute bloody fortune.
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421. Twat.
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422. Well, once more,
old Father Time has raised his sickle,
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423. and mown us ruthlessly down without stopping.
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424. We've come now to the end of this edition
of A Bit of Fry and Laurie.
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425. My colleague, thoughts, views, visions,
a summary, if you please.
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426. - Well, Stephen, it's been a...
- Oh, no, no, no. Not out loud.
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427. - Right. I'm so very...
- I know.
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428. I know, I know.
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429. My guests, have you... Have you chosen
tonight's cocktail? What's it to be?
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430. - Oh, a golden meteorite, I think, Stephen.
- Yes, please. A golden meteorite.
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431. A golden meteorite.
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432. Well, now, for a golden meteorite you will need
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433. one shot gin, one shot vodka,
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434. one shot of this highball tumbler, close up,
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435. one shot of straight Kentucky sour mash
sipping whisky,
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436. a zeal of ice,
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437. a priest of lemon, a slug of milk,
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438. two-and-a-half litres of air,
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439. and a finger of slug shot.
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440. We will also need some warm, warm,
warm, warm, warm, warmest music,
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441. which is achieved by my saying these words,
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442. please, Mr Music, will you play?
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443. Soupy twist.
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