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this thread is dedicated to all english people who like the comedy series Blackadder (if there are any people form other countries who have heard of this series, they are welcome to join the disscussion as well. i will start off with my favourite part of an episode. it is the seen from general hospital in blackadder goes forth. it is the scene where b.adder finds out there is a german spy in the hospital. real funny:
(Blackadder knocks on the door)
General Melchett: Enter!
(Blackadder enters)
BA: Hello?.................Hello?
(Camera shot placed behind the egde of a desk. Blackadder spots a pair of legs behind the large map board. He turns around our camera ducks behind the table. The shot pans up again. Blackadder walks over to the map, the camera following. He pulls back a slot in the map to reveal General Melchett making an amusing expression. Suddenly Blackadder is grabbed from behind by Captain Darling (male!) and held up against the fire place facing it. Darling searches Blackadder)
CD: Right, spread 'em.
(Darling pulls out Blackadder's service revolver)
CD: Right, he's clean sir.
GM: Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
BA: What's going on?
CD: Security, Blackadder.
BA: Security?
GM: "Security" isn't a dirty word, Blackadder. "Crevice" is a dirty word, but "Security" isn't.
BA: So what you mean by security is that whoever enters room has to have his bottom fondled by this bedrooling pervert.
CD: Only doing my job, Blackadder.
BA: Well, how lucky you are that your job is also your hobby!
GM: Now there's another dirty word: "Job"!
BA: Is there something the matter, sir?
GM: Damn right, there's something the matter. Something sinister and something grotesque. And what's more is that it's happening right here under my very nose.
BA: Sir, your moustache is lovely!
CD: What the general means to say is...there's a leak.
GM: Now "Leak" is a positively disgusting word!
CD: The Germans seem to know are every move. We send up an aeroplane, there's a Jerry Squqadron parked behind the nearest cloud. We move troops to Boulounge, the Germans have bought the entire town's supply of toilet paper. In short, a German spy is giving away every one of our battle plans.
GM: You look suprised, Blackadder.
BA: Certainly am, sir. I didn't realise we had any battle plans!
GM: Well of COURSE we have! How else do you think the battles are directed?
BA: Our battles are directed, sir?
GM: Yes, all upleading to the Grand Plan.
BA: Would that be the plan to continue on with mindless slaughter until everyone's dead except Field Marshall Haig, Lady Haig, and their tortoise, Alan?
GM: GREAT SCOTT! EVEN YOU KNOW IT! ALARM! ALARM! BOLT ALL THE DOORS! HAMMER LARGE PEICES OF CROOKED WOOD AGAINST ALL THE WINDOWS! THIS SECURITY LEAK IS AS FAR WORSE THAN WE SUSPECTED!!!
CD: We have reason to believe that the spy is located somewhere in the Field Hospital.
BA: You think there's a German spy in the Field Hospital? I think you might be right there.
GM: Your job, Blackadder, is to root this spy out. Use any means neccesary to smoke the bugger out. Personally I reccommend you get hold of a cocker-spaniel, tie your suspect to a chair with a potty on his head. Then pop his todger between two flouring baps, and shout "Dinnertime, Fido"!!
BA: Well, I'll be back in 3 weeks, then.
GM: Good, and if you find the spy, then I will personally meet you back here to put you in charge of my new campaign: "Operation Winkle"!
BA: "Winkle", sir?
GM: Yes...to winkle out the spies.
CD: You never mentioned this to me, sir!!!
GM: Well, we do have to keep some secrets, don't we, Darling!!
CD: I suppose...
BA: Well, I'll be off then, Sir.
GM: Oh, and if you do find him or her, Captain Darling will pump you thouroughly in the DeBriefing Room!
BA: Not if i have my strength he won't!!!
(Blackadder exits)
CD: This is outrageous, sir. And whatsmore I don't trust him. I think it would be best if I went to the Hospital myself to keep an eye on things.
GM: What, spy on our spy as he searches for their spy? Yes, why not. You'll need to go undercover...
CD: Oh, definately, sir.
GM: ...and you'll need some kind of wound..convincing wound....
CD: Oh yes, sir...
(General Melchett then pulls out a service revolver and shoots Captain Darling in the foot. Captain Darling cries with pain and falls to the floor.
GM: Yes, yes................that looks quite convinving, yes!!!!!!!!!
(Blackadder knocks on the door)
General Melchett: Enter!
(Blackadder enters)
BA: Hello?.................Hello?
(Camera shot placed behind the egde of a desk. Blackadder spots a pair of legs behind the large map board. He turns around our camera ducks behind the table. The shot pans up again. Blackadder walks over to the map, the camera following. He pulls back a slot in the map to reveal General Melchett making an amusing expression. Suddenly Blackadder is grabbed from behind by Captain Darling (male!) and held up against the fire place facing it. Darling searches Blackadder)
CD: Right, spread 'em.
(Darling pulls out Blackadder's service revolver)
CD: Right, he's clean sir.
GM: Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
BA: What's going on?
CD: Security, Blackadder.
BA: Security?
GM: "Security" isn't a dirty word, Blackadder. "Crevice" is a dirty word, but "Security" isn't.
BA: So what you mean by security is that whoever enters room has to have his bottom fondled by this bedrooling pervert.
CD: Only doing my job, Blackadder.
BA: Well, how lucky you are that your job is also your hobby!
GM: Now there's another dirty word: "Job"!
BA: Is there something the matter, sir?
GM: Damn right, there's something the matter. Something sinister and something grotesque. And what's more is that it's happening right here under my very nose.
BA: Sir, your moustache is lovely!
CD: What the general means to say is...there's a leak.
GM: Now "Leak" is a positively disgusting word!
CD: The Germans seem to know are every move. We send up an aeroplane, there's a Jerry Squqadron parked behind the nearest cloud. We move troops to Boulounge, the Germans have bought the entire town's supply of toilet paper. In short, a German spy is giving away every one of our battle plans.
GM: You look suprised, Blackadder.
BA: Certainly am, sir. I didn't realise we had any battle plans!
GM: Well of COURSE we have! How else do you think the battles are directed?
BA: Our battles are directed, sir?
GM: Yes, all upleading to the Grand Plan.
BA: Would that be the plan to continue on with mindless slaughter until everyone's dead except Field Marshall Haig, Lady Haig, and their tortoise, Alan?
GM: GREAT SCOTT! EVEN YOU KNOW IT! ALARM! ALARM! BOLT ALL THE DOORS! HAMMER LARGE PEICES OF CROOKED WOOD AGAINST ALL THE WINDOWS! THIS SECURITY LEAK IS AS FAR WORSE THAN WE SUSPECTED!!!
CD: We have reason to believe that the spy is located somewhere in the Field Hospital.
BA: You think there's a German spy in the Field Hospital? I think you might be right there.
GM: Your job, Blackadder, is to root this spy out. Use any means neccesary to smoke the bugger out. Personally I reccommend you get hold of a cocker-spaniel, tie your suspect to a chair with a potty on his head. Then pop his todger between two flouring baps, and shout "Dinnertime, Fido"!!
BA: Well, I'll be back in 3 weeks, then.
GM: Good, and if you find the spy, then I will personally meet you back here to put you in charge of my new campaign: "Operation Winkle"!
BA: "Winkle", sir?
GM: Yes...to winkle out the spies.
CD: You never mentioned this to me, sir!!!
GM: Well, we do have to keep some secrets, don't we, Darling!!
CD: I suppose...
BA: Well, I'll be off then, Sir.
GM: Oh, and if you do find him or her, Captain Darling will pump you thouroughly in the DeBriefing Room!
BA: Not if i have my strength he won't!!!
(Blackadder exits)
CD: This is outrageous, sir. And whatsmore I don't trust him. I think it would be best if I went to the Hospital myself to keep an eye on things.
GM: What, spy on our spy as he searches for their spy? Yes, why not. You'll need to go undercover...
CD: Oh, definately, sir.
GM: ...and you'll need some kind of wound..convincing wound....
CD: Oh yes, sir...
(General Melchett then pulls out a service revolver and shoots Captain Darling in the foot. Captain Darling cries with pain and falls to the floor.
GM: Yes, yes................that looks quite convinving, yes!!!!!!!!!
