1. Monty Python's Flying Circus
tonight comes to you live
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2. from the Grillomat Snack Bar, Paignton.
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3. Hello to you live from the
Grillomat Snack Bar, Paignton.
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4. And so, without any more ado,
let's have the titles.
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5. It's...
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6. Well, those were the titles.
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7. And now for the first item this evening
on the Menu - ha ha -
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8. the team have chosen
as a little hors d'oeuvres an item
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9. and I think we can be sure
it won't be an ordinary item
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10. in fact the team told me just
before the show that anything could happen,
and probably would
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11. so let's have ... the item.
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12. Hello, good evening,
and welcome to 'Blackmail'!
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13. And to start tonight's programme, we go
North to Preston in Lancashire,
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14. and Mrs Betty Teal!
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15. Hello, Mrs Teal!
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16. Now this is for £15
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17. and it's to stop us revealing
the name of your lover in Bolton.
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18. So Mrs Teal... if you send us £15
by return of post, please,
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19. and your husband Trevor, and your
lovely children, Diane, Janice and Juliet
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20. need never know the name
of your lover in Bolton.
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21. And now... a letter...
a hotel registration book...
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22. and a series of photographs...
which could add up to divorce,
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23. premature retirement,
and possible criminal proceedings
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24. for a company director in Bromsgrove.
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25. He's a freemason, and prospective Tory MP.
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26. That's Mr S. of Bromsgrove... £3000...
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27. to stop us from revealing your name,
the name of the three other people involved,
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28. the youth organization to which they belong,
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29. and the shop where you bought the equipment.
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30. We'll be showing you more of that photograph
later in the programme...
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31. unless we hear from Charles or Michael.
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32. And now it's time
for our 'Stop the Film' spot!
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33. The rules are very simple. We have taken
a film which contains compromising scenes
and unpleasant details,
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34. which could wreck a man's career.
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35. But, the victim may phone me
at any point and stop the film.
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36. But remember the money increases
as the film goes on.
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37. So the longer you leave it...
the more you have to pay!
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38. So now, with the clock at £300
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39. this week 'Stop the Film'
visited Thames Ditton...
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40. He's being very brave here...
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41. Hello, sir, hello, yes.
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42. No sir, no, I'm sure you didn't.
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43. No, it's all right, sir, we don't
morally censure, we just want the money.
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44. Yes, here's the address to send it to:
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45. Not at all, sir... thank you.
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46. Sorry chaps, it was my mother.
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47. Gentlemen, pray silence
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48. for the President of the Royal Society
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49. for Putting Things on Top of Other Things.
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50. I thank you, gentlemen.
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51. The year has been a good one for the Society
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52. This year our members have put
more things on top of other things
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53. than ever before.
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54. But, I should warn you,
this is no time for complacency.
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55. No, there are still many things,
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56. and I cannot emphasize this too strongly,
not on top of other things.
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57. I myself, on my way here this evening,
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58. saw a thing that was not on top
of another thing in any way.
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59. Shame indeed but we must not allow
ourselves to become too despondent.
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60. For, we must never forget that
if there was not one thing that was not
on top of another thing
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61. our society would be nothing more
than a meaningless body
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62. of men that had gathered together
for no good purpose.
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63. But we flourish.
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64. This year our Australasian members
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65. and the various organizations affiliated
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66. to our Australasian branches
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67. put no fewer than twenty-two things
on top of other things.
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68. Well done all of you.
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69. But there is one cloud on the horizon.
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70. In this last year our Staffordshire branch
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71. has not succeeded in putting
one thing on top of another!
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72. Therefore I call upon
our Staffordshire delegate
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73. to explain this weird behaviour.
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74. Er, Cutler, Staffordshire.
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75. Um ... well, Mr Chairman, it's just
that most of the members in Staffordshire
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76. feel... the whole thing's a bit silly.
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77. Silly! SILLY!
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78. Silly! I suppose it is, a bit.
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79. What have we been doing wasting our lives
with all this nonsense?
Right, okay, meeting adjourned for ever.
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80. Good Lord. I'm on film.
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81. How did that happen?
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82. It's film again. What's going on?
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83. Gentlemen! I have bad news.
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84. This room is surrounded by film.
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85. We're trapped!
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86. Don't panic, we'll get out of this.
We'll tunnel our way out.
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87. Good thinking, sir. I'll get the horse.
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88. Okay Captain, you detail three men,
start digging and load them up with cutlery,
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89. and then we'll have a rota, we'll have
two hours digging, two hours vaulting
and then two hours sleeping, okay?
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90. All right, Medwin, let's see you get over
that horse. Pick your feet up, Medwin.
Come on, boy!
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91. Ze stupid English. Zey are prisoners
and all they do is the sport.
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92. - One thing worries me, Fritz.
- Ja?
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93. Where's the traditional cheeky
and lovable Cockney sergeant?
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94. Cheer up, Fritz, it may never happen.
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95. Good. Everything seems to be in order.
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96. - Colonel! I've found another exit, sir.
- Okay, quickly, run this way.
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97. If we could run that way...
Sorry.
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98. Oh, I'm terribly sorry, excuse me.
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99. Ah, hello. Well they certainly
seem to be in a tight spot,
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100. and I spot... our next item
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101. so let's get straight on with the fun
and go over to the next item
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102. or dish! Ha ha!
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103. Hello. 'Ow are you?
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104. I'm fine.
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105. Welcome to a new half-hour chat show
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106. in which me, viz the man what's talking
to you now, and Brooky
- to wit my flat mate -
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107. and nothing else, I'd like to emphasize that,
discuss current affairs issues
of burning import.
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108. - Have you heard the one about
the 3 nuns in the nudist colony?
- Shut up. Tonight, the population explosion.
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109. - Apparently there were these 3 nuns...
- Shut up.
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110. Come the year 1991, given the present rate
of increase in the world's population,
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111. the Chinese will be three deep.
Another thing...
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112. Sorry, loves, sorry, the show is too long
this week and this scene's been cut.
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113. Lord Hill's at the bottom of this.
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114. But if you can find a piano stool
you can appear later on in the show on film.
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115. - 'Ow much?
- Oh, about ten bob each?
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116. - I wouldn't wipe me nose on it.
- 'Ave you 'eard the one about these 3 nuns...
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117. Shh. I can hear something.
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118. 'Ang about, we may still get
in this show as a link.
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119. - That's clever. How do they do that?
- Colour separation, you cotton head.
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120. No, that's not right.
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121. Oh, what's this?
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122. - 'lo British pig, we meet again!
- What?
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123. That bitch! He spilled the entire
bottle of Chateau la Tour.
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124. - Everything?
- It's a disaster!
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125. - Over here, Sir William.
- Sir William, over here.
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126. Now, stay there!
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127. How do we get out of this?
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128. No idea.
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129. - Don't jump!
- What?
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130. - Don't jump!
- The firemen are coming!
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131. - What?
- The firemen, don't jump!
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132. - What?
- Don't jump!
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133. My god, he's coming back!
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134. Well, they seem to be in another tight spot.
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135. Could you... could you, could you
keep it down a little, please?
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136. Thank you so much.
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137. Could you keep it down please...
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138. Thank you.
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139. Well and now we move on to our, main course.
Prawn salad...
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140. Prawn salad?
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141. Well, if you'll just wait in here, sir,
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142. I'm sure Mr Thompson
won't keep you waiting long.
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143. Fine. Thanks very much.
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144. The mirror fell off the wall.
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145. Sir?
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146. The mirror fell off...
off the wall... it fell.
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147. I see. You'd better wait here.
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148. I'll get a cloth.
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149. - Ah, it ... it came off the wall.
- Yes, sir?
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150. - It just came right off the wall.
- Really, sir.
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151. Yes, I ... I didn't touch it.
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152. Of course not. It just fell off the wall.
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153. Yes. It just fell off the wall.
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154. Don't move. I'll get help.
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155. Yes - er, fell off the wall.
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156. Oh my God, what a mess.
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157. - 'Ere, did you do this?
- No, no. I didn't do all this.
It... it did it all.
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158. Oh? Well...
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159. 'ere, hold this. I'll get started.
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160. Oh, it's jolly nice. What is it?
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161. It's a Brazilian dagger. Ooops!
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162. Er, she just fell on... on to the dagger.
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163. - Yes, of course she did, sir.
- Yes,
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164. just gave me the dagger and tripped,
and went, 'Oops'.
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165. - Yes sir, I understand.
- I mean, I didn't er...
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166. Oh no, no, of course not, sir, I understand.
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167. - I mean she ... she just, er...
- Fell?
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168. I'm terribly sorry.
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169. - That's him.
- Right, sir.
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170. Hello, officer.
There seems to have been an accident.
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171. Well, several accidents actually.
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172. That's right, sir.
Would you come this way, please.
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173. Ahh! It's me ... me heart, sir.
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174. You swine. I'll get you for that.
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175. Er, I won't wait.
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176. I'll phone.
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177. Sorry.
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178. I think we're really out this time.
Yes. Jolly good.
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179. Now where's the school hall?
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180. - I think it's over there.
- Come on. Sorry. Jolly good.
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181. 'Oh, Mr Belpit.
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182. Your legs are so swollen.'
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183. Excuse me, is that the school hall?
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184. Um, I'm sorry, I don't know.
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185. I'm not in this one,
I'm in next week's, I think.
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186. Oh, come on.
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187. 'Oh, Mr Belpit!'
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188. Oh, here we are.
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189. Ah well, they seem to have
linked that themselves,
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190. so there's no need for me
to interrupt at all.
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191. So, ah, back to the school hall.
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192. 'Seven Brides for Seven Brothers'.
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193. 'Tis time the seven Smith brothers
had brides.
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194. Fetch me Smith Major.
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195. Sir.
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196. 'Tis time you and your six brothers
were married.
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197. Thank you, Headmaster.
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198. Fetch me your six brothers,
that the seven brothers may be together.
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199. Behold, the seven brothers.
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200. Right, I'll see Watson, Wilkins, and Spratt
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201. in my study afterwards.
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202. But...
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203. where shall we find seven brides
for seven brothers?
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204. The Sabine School for Girls.
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205. Yes, and it's the Annual Dance.
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206. Fetch hither the seven brides
for seven brothers.
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207. Behold the seven brides.
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208. Fetch hither the padre
that the seven brides
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209. may marry the seven brothers.
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210. Fetch hither the master on duty
that the seven brides
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211. may marry the seven brothers.
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212. Sorry, I'm late, Headmaster
- I've been wrestling with Plato.
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213. What you do in your own time, Padre,
is written on the wall in the vestry.
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214. Right, do you 4 boys...
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215. take these 2 girls to be your 7 brides?
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216. - Yes, sir.
- Right, go and do your prep.
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217. - I say, Teddy.
- You said something, Neddy?
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218. - That's right, I did, Teddy.
- Well what is it, Neddy?
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219. Piggybanks, Teddy.
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220. Piggybanks, Neddy?
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221. Yes, I want to hunt piggybanks, Teddy.
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222. - You want to hunt piggybanks, Neddy?
- That's right, Teddy.
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223. - I got him, Teddy.
- Time to bring home the bacon, Neddy.
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224. That's not bacon,
that's sirloin, Teddy.
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225. Can't be sirloin!
Not from a piggy, Neddy.
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226. - But that's sirloin, Teddy.
- No it isn't, Neddy.
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227. - Is, Teddy.
- Isn't, Neddy.
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228. - Is, Teddy.
- Hmm... Looks like I've been
playing the fool, Neddy.
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229. - That's all right, Teddy.
- Thanks, Neddy.
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230. Doesn't matter at all...
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231. Good morning,
I'd care to purchase a chicken, please.
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232. Don't come here with that posh talk
you nasty, stuck-up twit.
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233. - I beg your pardon?
- A chicken, sir. Certainly.
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234. Thank you. And how much does that
work out to per pound, my good fellow?
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235. Per pound, you slimy trollop,
what kind of a ponce are you?
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236. - I'm sorry?
- 4/6 a pound, sir, nice and ready for roasting.
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237. I see, and I'd care to purchase
some stuffing in addition, please.
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238. Use your own, you great poofy poonagger!
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239. - What?
- Ah, certainly sir, some stuffing.
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240. - Oh, thank you.
- 'Oh, thank you' says the great queen
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241. like a la-di-dah poofta.
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242. - I beg your pardon?
- That's all right, sir, call again.
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243. - Excuse me.
- What is it now, you great pillock?
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244. Well, I can't help noticing that
you insult me and then you're polite
to me alternately.
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245. I'm terribly sorry to hear that, sir.
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246. - That's all right. It doesn't really matter.
- Tough titty if it did,
you nasty spotted prancer.
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247. Sorry, I asked for tea.
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248. Thank you very much.
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249. Well we've had the dessert and then,
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250. and so the first item,
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251. the last item on our menu of fun
is the coffee.
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252. - Now I did ask for tea.
- But you just said coffee.
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253. No, no, that was just my announcement,
just a metaphor.
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254. We come... look would you mind
keeping it down, please...
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255. we come as - as I said just now, to the coffee.
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256. - Here, he said it again!
- Shut up!
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257. This is Ken Clean-Air Systems, the great
white hope of the British boxing world.
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258. After three fights, and only two convictions,
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259. his manager believes that Ken is now ready
to face the giant American, Satellite Five.
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260. The great thing about Ken is that
he's almost totally stupid.
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261. Every morning, he jogs the 47 miles from
his 2-bedroomed, 8-bathroom, 6-up-2-down,
3-to-go-house in Reigate,
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262. to the Government's Pesticide Research Centre
at Shoreham.
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263. Nobody knows why.
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264. Basically Ken is a very gentle,
home-loving person.
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265. I remember when one of his stick insects
had a knee infection.
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266. He stayed up all night rubbing it with
germoline and banging its head on the table.
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267. Oh he was such a pretty baby,
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268. always so kind and gentle.
He was really considerate to his mother,
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269. and not at all the kind of person
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270. you'd expect to pulverize their opponent
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271. into a bloody mass of flesh and raw bone,
spitting teeth and fragments of gum
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272. into a ring which had become
one man's hell and Ken's glory.
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273. Every morning at his little 3-room semi
near Reading, Ken gets up at three o'dock
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274. and goes back to bed again
because it's far too early.
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275. At seven o'clock Ken gets up,
he has a quick shower, a rub-down,
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276. gets into his track-suit,
and goes back to bed again.
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277. At 7.50 every morning Ken's trainer
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278. runs the 13,000 miles from his 2-room
lean-to in Bangkok
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279. and gets him up.
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280. I used to wake Ken up with a crowbar
on the back of the head.
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281. But I recently found that this was
too far from his brain
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282. and I wasn't getting through to him anymore.
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283. So I now wake him up with a steel peg
driven into his skull with a mallet.
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284. For breakfast every day,
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285. Ken places a plate of liver and bacon
under his chair,
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286. and locks himself in the cupboard.
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287. Well, he's having a lot of mental
difficulties with his breakfasts,
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288. but this is temperament,
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289. caused by a small particle
of brain in his skull,
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290. and once we've removed that
he'll be perfectly all right.
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291. At 8.30 the real training begins.
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292. Ken goes back to bed
and his trainer gets him up.
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293. At 10.30 every morning Ken arrives
at what he thinks is the gym.
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294. Sometimes it's a sweetshop, sometimes it's
a private house. Today it's a hospital.
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295. Urn, straight down there.
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296. Straight down there.
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297. Straight down there.
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298. For lunch, Ken crouches down
beside the road
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299. and rubs gravel into his hair.
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300. But lunch doesn't take long.
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301. Ken's soon up on his feet and back to bed.
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302. And his trainer has to run the 49,000 miles
from his 2-bedroom, 6-living-room tree-house
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303. in Kyoto to wake him up.
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304. Hello. When Ken is in
a really deep sleep like this one,
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305. the only way to wake him up
is to saw his head off.
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306. What is he like in the ring, this human dynamo,
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307. this 18-stone bantam weight battering-ram?
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308. We asked his sparring partner
and one-time childhood sweetheart,
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309. Maureen Spencer.
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310. Well, I think that if Ken keeps his right up,
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311. gets in with the left jab
and takes the fight to his man,
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312. well, he should go for a cut eye in the 3rd
and put Wilcox on the canvas by 6th.
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313. Ken's opponent in Tuesday's fight
is Petula Wilcox,
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314. the Birmingham girl who was a shorthand typist
before turning pro in 1968.
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315. She's keen on knitting
and likes Cliff Richard records.
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316. How does she rate her chances against Ken?
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317. Well, I'm a southpaw and I think
this will confuse him,
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318. particularly with his brain problem.
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319. My lords, ladies and gedderbong!
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320. On my right, from the town of Reigate
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321. in the county of Kent, the heavyweight...
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322. Mr Ken Clean-Air Systems!
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323. and on my left, Miss Petula Wilcox.
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324. I think boxing's a splendid sport -
teaches you self-defense.
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325. Obviously boxing must have its limits,
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326. but providing they're both perfectly fit
I can see nothing wrong with one healthy man
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327. beating the living daylights out of a
little schoolgirl; it's quick and it's fun.
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328. Oh, no, he's gone. But he left a message.
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329. Jack! Where's that note that fellow left?
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330. Oh, here you are.
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331. It says...
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332. 'Sorry, had to catch the last bus.
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333. Am on the 49b to Babbacombe.'
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334. Oh, er, there you are. Hello.
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335. You got the note, jolly good.
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336. Well, um, that's all the items
that we have for you this week
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337. and er, what a jolly nice
lot of items too, eh?
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338. Um... well, the same team will be back
with you again next week with another menu
full of items.
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339. Um... I don't know if I shall
be introducing the show next week
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340. as I understand that my bits in this show
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341. have not been received quite as well
as they might
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342. but er, never mind, the damage is done
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343. - no use in crying over spilt milk.
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344. I've had my chance and I've muffed it.
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345. Anyway, there we are.
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346. I'm not really awfully good with words.
You see, I'm more of a visual performer.
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347. I have a very funny - though I say so myself
- very funny funny walk.
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348. I wish I'd been in that show.
I'd have done rather well.
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349. But anyway, there we are - the show's over.
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350. And... we'll all be - they'll all be back
with you again next week...
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351. Sorry.
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352. I do beg your pardon.
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353. I don't like these... displays of emotion.
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354. I wish it would say the end.
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