Showing posts with label Botany Bay. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Botany Bay. Show all posts

Saturday, 23 August 2025

Transported for Life to The Colonies


Young Ones   S02EP03   Nasty - Victorian Navy skit0001


MIKE: Guys, guys, I hate to say anything negative, but no. If The Police come 'round, they'll grab hold of our nasties!

NEIL: [protecting crotch with his hands] Oh!

MIKE: The videos!

NEIL: Oh! Have we got a video?

VYVYAN: If anyone else asks that question, I'm going to stick their head through the window!

NEIL: Vyv, have we got a video?

VYVYAN: Right! Come this way Neil!

[walks into the kitchen, rips an entire window, frame and all out of the wall, walks over to Neil 

(INSERT: several frames of a close up of an outdoor faucet, dripping water in a steady stream. Several large white vans are visible in the background, but are out of focus)]
Sideways on!
[Neil complies by turning 90 degrees, and Vyv drops the window over his head]
NEIL: I still don't understand! Does that mean we've got one or not?
VYVYAN: [exasperated] Oh God!NEIL: I'm finding everything really confusing today...

[ZOOM IN: to the still-life poster in the background of the kitchen: "Early Victorian Breakfast Photographs"]
[DISSOLVE TO: the identical scene in real life. An old sailing song played on Accordion can be heard. PAN: to reveal five shabby men on the deck of an old sailing ship, its captain and some crew. Prisoner #1 is a dirty, balding man, missing most of his teeth]

PRISONER #1: [rather eloquently]
Transported for Life to The Colonies, 
and for what? Scum I was to that beak,
nothing but scum. 'Tis for my accent and 
my situation that I am condemned

'Tis for the want of better graces and 
The Influence they bring that 
I am to board this prison hulk.

PRISONER #2: .... -- and
all 
those murders you done.

CAPTAIN: [to a woman who 
was out of view] Aged and 
toothless and bent old crone!

CRONE: How'd you know me name?

CAPTAIN: We wish to engage 
You as Ship's Cook and Concubine.

CRONE: Oh yeah? 
What's A 'Concubine', then?

CAPTAIN: .....It's a small, spiky mammal.

CRONE: No... that's A Hedgehog!

CAPTAIN: In that case
We wish to engage You in 
Ship's Cook and Hedgehog.

[A bell is ringing]

PRISONER #1: Hello mate. Say goodbye to merry England. It's ''stralia for us.

PRISONER #2: Quite looking forward, really. Son and daughter went out 'bout six years ago. And I haven't even seen The Baby. Must be nearly four by now.....

[PAN: back to still life, DISSOLVE: back to poster in kitchen, ZOOM out]

NEIL: What? Wow! Oh, too much! Can I have a go at it guys? Please?

MIKE: Alright, alright, so long as you're very careful and you don't break it.

VYVYAN: Because at the moment, Neil, it's in absolute complete working order.

RICK: Yes, yes. So if you happen to press the button and it doesn't work, that means you've broken it and you've got to pay!

MIKE: £500!

NEIL: Anything, anything. [looks at a video tape box] Oh wow! Yeah! [Neil looks at the machine] Well it's not plugged in. [moves to the wall outlet] 

Sunday, 29 June 2025

Convicted


....Those of Us who had been up All-night,
were in No Mood for Coffee and Donuts --
We wanted strong Drink; We were,
after all, the absolute Cream of 
The American Sporting-Press.




MARLON BRANDO as JOR-EL in SUPERMAN: 
THE MOVIE forgets the name of his son.



....The Virtuous spirit 
has no need for Thanks or 
Approval, only the certain Conviction
that What has been Done is right -- 
Develop such Conviction in 
Yourself, El-al... Ralph, or
whatever Your Name is --
....cut! cut! cut! --
 
...We'll just pick 
it up.....