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| The name of the producer of the episode, Woitkewitsch, was used as the name for one of the sex maniacs in this bit. The name of the other producer, Biolek, was used in the "Crocodile" sketch from the Contractual Obligation Album 8 years later as one of the German athletes who cheated in the "Being Eaten by a Crocodile" event by being caught with remoulade down his shorts. (Stavro Arrgolus) |
| The Pythons do the sort of sketch that worked so well for Benny Hill during the '70s. (Stavro Arrgolus) |
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Reporter (John):
Arthur Schmidt, top international economist, government adviser on tariff control, lecturer at Hamburg University, author of the Schmidt Plan for Transport Subsidies, simply can't resist a bit on the side. Half a chance and he's away.
Norbert Schultz, chairman of thirty-two companies and a brilliant fiscal theoretician, but one glimpse of a bit of tail and you can forget it. You might not see him for weeks.
Professor Thomas Woitkewitsch lectures on Business Studies at the Wurtemburg Institute. Son of the famous industrialist, he's always slipping into someone. Blonde or brunette, if it goes, he'll chase it.
These six men have just produced a controversial report for the Iron and Steel Advisory Committee of the Common Market Secretariat, the most vital decision making body in European politics today. They're always at it. Bang, bang, bang. They're worse than rabbits.
Here in Brussels, headquarters of the Common Market, prices have soared. It now costs ten pounds for half an hour at her flat, and up to twenty pounds for a hotel room with trapeze. In Rome, agricultural experts have spent nearly three weeks having a good time with some ladies, and it's rumoured that when the International Monetary Fund meets next week in London, it'll be pants down and on with the job. Why are so many of these top financial experts so keen to get into bed with young girls, to rub themselves up against bare skin, to put their tongues into other people's mouths, to put their fingers in tight brassieres and to bury their faces in handfuls of underwear? We asked a sociologist.
Sociologist: [Graham, dressed very strangely, holding a goat] They're probably just confused.
Reporter:
[to camera] What exactly is it that makes them want to go to bed with these people, and do these apparently irrational things to them? Is it for tax concessions? Is it allowable expenditure against half-yearly profits? Is it something to do with central heating? Do they eat too much citrus fruit? Whatever the reason, in the light of this, should the Common Market now be canceled? Has it become just a thin excuse for a multi-national orgy, or is it still a serious attempt to aid the rich? And will tariff cuts bring more trade, or just a higher birth rate? Even as I speak to you now, in this famous Munich bank behind me, there are some people who, seventeen or eighteen times a night... [A car screeches to a halt, knocking him over out of shot.]
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