& Mr. Jelly: I think that’s him. He said he’d have a green jacket on. The black swan has landed on the village green.
London Man: What?!
Mr. Jelly: Head?
London Man: Fuck off, freak!
& Bishop: I’ve got a taxi waiting. Come on.
Mr. Jelly: Taxi?! Who’s paying for that?
& Emily: I was sorry to hear about your mother.
David: Why, what’s happened?
Emily: Well... I heard she died.
David: Oh, yeah... I knew that.
Emily: She seemed really nice.
David: She was. Mostly.
& Mr. Jelly: All I wanted to do was come to London and sell a dead Nazi’s head, but no, it has to be brought back to life first. Nothing’s ever straightforward is it?
& Grace: This is it, Kelvin. Wish me luck.
Kelvin: Good luck, ma’am. ...
Grace: Too much.
& David: My Mum...
by David Sowerbutts.
She always brought me cocoa
She always brought me tea
She always held my willy
When I had to do a wee
My mum said I am special
I think that she is, too.
And now that she’s not here
I don’t know what to do.
& Grace: It’s alive!
Mr. Jelly: ... He’s drowning. You’re drowning him!
Grace: Tell them to drain the tank, Kelvin.
Mr. Jelly: You didn’t think this through properly, did you?
& Ehrlichmann: Come where I can see you. ... Now I understand. You are one of the weak. You have no contribution to make to our society.
Kerry: Says the head in a box.
& Mrs. Wren: Oh, no! Did I miss the end?
& TV reporter: ’The revivification of a frozen brain is still believed to be in the realms of science fiction. However, recent events suggest that the possibility may be closer than we think.’
& David: Do you want ice with that?..
On Imdb.
And this was the
End of the Show
We'll see; sufficient number of loose ends left despite Grace Andrews' order.
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