Showing posts with label Transportation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Transportation. 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.....