**** A trial scene from Monty Python                                       ****
**** Transcribed 8/15/87 by Jonathan Partington ( JRP1@PHX.CAM.AC.UK )     ****
 
 
Bailiff (Cleese): I'm sorry I'm late, m'lud, I couldn't find a kosher car
                  park.  Don't bother to recap, m'lud, I'll pick it up as we go
                  along.  Call Mrs Fiona Lewis.
 
(Enter Chapman, in drag)
 
Fiona Lewis (Chapman):  I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing
                        but the truth, so anyway, I said to her, I said, they
                        can't afford that on what he earns, I mean for a start
                        the feathers get up your nose, I ask you, four and
                        sixpence a pound, and him with a wooden leg, I don't
                        know how she puts up with it after all the trouble
                        she's had with her you-know-what, anyway, it *was* a
                        white wedding, much to everyone's surprise, of course
                        they bought everything on the hire purchase, I think
                        they ought to send them back where they came from, I
                        mean you've got to be cruel to be kind, so Mrs Harris
                        said, so she said she said she said, a dead crab she
                        said she said?  well her sister's gone to Rhodesia,
                        what with her womb and all, and her youngest, fit as a
                        filing cabinet, and the goldfish, the goldfish, they've
                        got whooping-cough, they keep spitting water at the
                        Bratbys, well they *do*, don't they, I mean, you
                        *can't*, can you, I mean they're not even married or
                        anything, they're not even *divorced*, and he's in the
                        KGB if you ask me, he says he's a tree surgoen, but I
                        don't like the sound of his liver, all that squeaking
                        and banging every night till the small hours, well, his
                        mother's been much better since she had her head off,
                        don't you talk to me about bladders, I said...
 
**** End of file TRIAL PYTHON ****
**** From:  JRP1@PHX.CAM.AC.UK  ****
