(Cut to front of a booklet, entitled 'A Dissertation on Thripshaw's Disease
Presented to the Royal College of Surgeons by Dr f. Henry Thnpshaw'.
Captions zoom forward over it:)
HARLEY STREET
FLEET STREET
BROADWAY
HOLLYWOOD
(A page of the book turns to reveal the title 'David O. Seltzer Presents '.
The page turns again to reveal 'Rip Glint in: '. The page turns again to
reveal a title in stone lettering ~ la Ben-Hut, with searchlights behind h
la 20th-Century Fox: 'Dr E. Henry Thripshaw's Disease'.
Cut to stock film of maraudlng knights.)
SUPERIMPOSED CAPTION: 'SYR1A 1203'
(The knights sack a village, looting, pillaging, burning and murdering.
Cut to a studio set with interviewer and Thripshaw.)
Interviewer: (speaking with frequent pauses, as of one reading from a slow
autocue) That clip... comes from the new David O. Seltzer...
film. The author... of that film clip ... is with me ... now.
Doctor E. Henry ... Thripshaw.
Thripshaw: Well, I feel that they have missed the whole point of my disease.
Interviewer: This is .... always the problem ... with directors of film... clips.
Thripshaw: Yes, well you see, they've dragged in all this irrelevant mush...
Interviewer: What... are you doing ... now?
Thripshaw: Well at the moment I am working on a new disease, which I
hope to turn into a musical, but, primarily we are working on a
re-make of my first disease and this time we're hoping to do it
properly.
Interviewer: Well ... let's iust ... take a ... look at this new film...clip.
(Film clip exactly as before. Cut to Thripshaw at a desk evidently in a
castle. A knight in amour rushes up to him.)
Thripshaw: Well now, what seems to be the matter?
(Cut to a comer af the set where a man emerges from a barrell.)
Man: The next sketch starts after some silly noises.
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