(Horns sound.)
S:
Here for His Majesty, The King of England.
King George III :
Someone told me my son was here. I wish him to marry this rose bush.
I want to make the wedding arrangements.
Edmund The Butler:
(thinking quickly)
Here I am — Daddy.
This is the Iron Duke, Wellington, Commander of all your armed forces.
King George III :
Yes I recognised the enormous conk. Ha ha ha.
Arthur Wellesley,
1st Duke of Wellington,
KG, GCB, GCH, PC, FRS :
He's a hero. A
man of wit and discretion.
King George III :
Bravo. You know, my son, for the first time in my life I have a real fatherly feeling about you.
People may say I'm stark raving mad and say the word ‘Penguin’ after each sentence, but I believe that we two can make Britain Great - You as the Prince Regent and I as King. Penguin.
Edmund The Butler :
Well, let's hope eh? Wellington, will you come and dine with us at the palace?
My family have a lot to thank you for.
Arthur Wellesley, 1st Duke of Wellington, KG, GCB, GCH, PC, FRS :
Dyahh, with great pleasure.
Your father may be as mad as a balloon, but I think you have the makings of a Great King.
King George III :
Ah, wunderbar er hoff seiht. Ja.
Edmund The Butler:
Oh and Baldrick?
Clear away that dead butler will you.
(The King, Blackadder and Wellington exit leaving Baldrick cradling the Prince's head)
Baldrick : (looks up)
There's a new star in heaven tonight...
A new freckle on the nose of the giant pixie.
Prince Regent :
Erm! No, actually Baldrick, I'm not dead.
You see I had a cigarillo box too, look.
(rummages in his jacket)
Oh damn, I must have left it on the dresser... (dies)
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