Captain Edmund Blackadder, Lieutenant The Honourable George Colthurst St. Barleigh, MC, Driver Bobby Parkhurst and Wing Commander The Lord Flashheart
[Some time has elapsed. Flasheart is regaling an enthralled George with
stories. BA is reading a copy of `King and Country' at the table,
uninterested in what Flasheart has to say.]
Flasheart . . . so I flew straight through her bedroom window,
popped a box of chocs on the dressing table,
machine-gunned my telephone number into the wall, and
then shot off and shagged her sister.
[As George creases up, Bobby Parkhurst enters the dugout.]
Bobby Ahem. Driver Parkhurst reporting for duty, my Lord . . .
Flasheart Well, well, well. If it isn't little Bobby Parkhurst--
saucier than a direct hit on a Heinz factory.
Bobby I've come to pick you up.
Flasheart Well, that's how I like my girls--direct and to my point.
Woof!
Bobby Woof!
[Flasheart removes his feet from Baldrick, grabs Bobby and puts her across
his lap and begins to snog her. During the snog BA sarcastically checks
his watch.]
Flasheart Ah! Tally ho, then! Back to the bar. You should join
the Flying Corps, George. That's the way to fight a war.
Tasty tuck, soft beds and a uniform so smart it's got a
PhD from Cambridge.
[Flasheart gestures at Baldrick.]
Flasheart You could even bring the breath monster here. Anyone can
be a navigator if he can tell his arse from his elbow.
BA Well, that's Baldrick out, I fear . . .
Flasheart We're always looking for talented types to join the
Twenty Minuters.
BA . . . and there goes George.
[Flasheart rises from the chair, lifting Bobby in his arms.]
Flasheart Tally ho, then, Bobby. Hush, here comes a whizz-bang and I
think you know what I'm talking about! Woof!
Bobby Woof!
2 comments:
The Flashheart figure is spot on, and the verbals bring back the programme vividly, one of thd best comedy shows. :)
Flashheart is a lovely figure, very easy to paint. I do agree, one of the best shows ever.
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