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| It's easy to read this through and see most if not all of the core concepts that made up Holy Grail a couple of years later. The mix of medieval and modern (medieval king loves Hammond organ music, prince has to buy Rothmans), applying modern psychology to ye olde village life- "be cheerful or else", and other notions that all would later be termed "Pythonesque" were tried out in bits like this one first. (Stavro Arrgolus) |
| Final sketch of the Fliegender Zirkus episodes. It was considered good enough to include on the "Monty Python's Previous Record" LP. (Stavro Arrgolus) |
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Narrator: Once upon a time, long, long ago, there lived in a valley far, far away in the mountains, the most contented kingdom the world had ever known. It was called "Happy Valley", and it was ruled over by a wise old king called Otto. And all his subjects flourished and were happy, and there were no discontents or grumblers, because wise king Otto had had them all put to death along with the trade union leaders many years before. And all the good happy folk of Happy Valley sang and danced all day long. And anyone who was for any reason miserable or unhappy or who had any difficult personal problems was prosecuted under the "Happiness Act".
(Sounds of laughter and giggling. A gavel strikes. Giggling continues throughout)
Prosecutor: Gaspar Sletts, I put it to you that on February the Fifth of this year, you were very depressed with malice aforethought, and that you moaned quietly contrary to the Cheerful Noises Act.
Gaspar Sletts: ...I did.
Defense: May I just explain, m'lud, that the reason for my client's behavior was that his wife had died that morning?
(This elicits big laughs. Judge bangs gavel again)
Judge: (laughing) I sentence you to be hanged by the neck until you cheer up.
(more laughter)
Narrator: And whilst the good folk of Happy Valley tenaciously frolicked away, their wise old king, who was a merry old thing, played strange songs on his Hammond Organ up in the beautiful castle where he lived with the gracious Queen Syllabub, and their lovely daughter Mitzi Gaynor, who had fabulous **** and an enchanting smile, and wooden teeth which she had bought at a chemist's in Augsburgh, despite the fire risk. She treasured these teeth, which were made of the finest pine and she varnished them after every meal. And next to her teeth, her dearest love was her pet dog, Herman. She would take Herman for long walks and pet and fuss over him all day, and steal him tasty tidbits which he never ate, because sadly, he was dead. And no one had had the heart to tell her, because she was so sweet and innocent and knew nothing of gastroenteritis or plastic hip joints or even personal hygiene. One day, while she was pulling Herman 'round the lawn, she suddenly fell in love with the most beautiful young man she had ever seen, naturally assuming him to be a prince. Well, luckily he was a prince. So she looked him up in the Observer's Book of Princes, learned his name and went and introduced the subject of marriage. And, in what seemed like the twinkling of an eye, but was in fact a fortnight, they were on their way to her father's court to ask his permission to wed.
King Otto:(accompanied by Hammond organ) Ya Di Bucketty, rum ding ftooo, Ni! Ni! Ni! Yowoooo...
(applause)
King Otto: Thank you, thank you, thank you...
Princess Mitzi: Daddy?
King Otto: Yes, daughter?
Princess Mitzi: This is Charming, who wants to marry me.
King Otto: Is he a prince?
Princess Mitzi: Yes!
King Otto: Is he in the book?
Princess Mitzi: Yes!
King Otto: Oh, very well. Before I can give my permission, young man, I must set you a task, which, if you succeed, will prove you worthy of my daughter's hand.
Prince Charming: Yes, sir, I accept.
King Otto: Good. At nine o'clock tomorrow morning, armed only with your sword, you must go to the highest tower in the castle, and jump out of the window.
Narrator: And so, early the next morning, the young Prince Charming, dressed in a beautiful white robe, and gripping his magic sword, plummeted to a painful death.
(terrified scream, followed by a squish, then laughter)
Princess Mitzi: Can we get married now, Daddy?
King Otto: No, my dear, he wasn't worthy of you.
Princess Mitzi: Oh, will he have to go into the ground like all the others?
King Otto: Hmm, that's a good idea for a song, er... (Hammond organ) Yum-yum, yum-yum-dee bucketty, rum ding ftooo, Yi! Ni! Ni! Yowoooo...
(the king is joined by a chorus of singers)
Chorus of Singers: (accompanied by Hammond organ) Ya Di bucketty, rum fing f-tooo, Ni! Ni! Ni! Yow-oooo...
Narrator: One day, while Princess Mitzi was out hopefully kissing frogs, she spotted a flash of gold beneath a weeping willow tree, and there, sure enough, was a prince. He was rather thin and spotty, with a long nose and bandy legs, and nasty unpolished plywood teeth, and bad breath, and a rare foot disease, "But," thought Mitzi, "a prince is a prince," and she fell in love with him without another thought and rushed into his arms. And after a time, or a few times anyway, he too fell in love with her, and very soon they were on their way to ask King Otto's permission to wed.
King Otto:(accompanied by Hammond organ) Ya Di Bucketty, rum ting f-tooo...
Princess Mitzi: Hello, Daddy.
King Otto: Ni! Ni! Ni!
Princess Mitzi: Hello, Daddy!
King Otto: Yow...oh, hello Mitzi!
Princess Mitzi: This is Prince Walter, who wants to marry me.
King Otto: Is he in the book?
Princess Mitzi: And in the forward...
King Otto:(in a low, grumbling voice) Oh... Hello, Walter.
Prince Walter: PRINCE Walter!
King Otto: You little...
Queen Syllabub: Otto!
King Otto: Oh, sorry! So, you want to marry my daughter, do you?
Prince Walter: Perhaps. (sniffles loudly)
Princess Mitzi: Oh, say you do, Walter!
Prince Walter: Yeah, all right.
King Otto: Well, in that case, I must set you a task, so that you can prove yourself worthy of my daughter's hand.
Prince Walter: Why?
King Otto: Because she's a f***ing princess, that's why! I'm sorry. Before you can marry my daughter, you must go to the highest tower...
Queen Syllabub: Otto!
King Otto: Uh, oh, you must, oh...go down to the town and get me twenty Rothmans.
Prince Walter: What, now?
King Otto: No, tomorrow morning!
Narrator: And so, early next morning, single-handed, armed only with 40p, Prince Walter set out for the tobacconist's. Yard after yard he walked. Minute after minute ticked by. His body breathed in... and breathed out. Until...
(door bell jingles)
Prince Walter: Twenty Rothmans, please.
Tobacconist: Certainly, sir.
(cash register bell rings)
(crowd cheering)
Narrator: How all the happy residents of Happy Valley cheered Prince Walter as he walked back up the hill in triumph. But just as he was approaching the castle, he was run over by a London bus, which only goes to show.
(sound of brakes screeching, squish, gasp)
Narrator: And the moral of the story is... Smoking can ruin your health. The End.
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