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| Facts: |
| Michael Palin's pilot character (Gervaise) from this bit appears again in the "Woody, Tinny" sketch later in the episode. We know he's called Gervaise as he's called that at the end of the later sketch. Ooooh, aren't we clever, then. (Stavro Arrgolus) |
| The Banter sketch from the beginning of Ep. 42 is a sending up of the ridiculousness of old fashioned and/or Edwardian era sayings and jargon, the gag being that they became so silly, complicated and convoluted that the pilots no longer understood the banter themselves. (Stavro Arrgolus) |
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| RAF Banter (Stavro Arrgolus) |
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| Song Lyrics: |
CAPTION: 'SOMEWHERE IN ENGLAND, 1944'
(The squadron leader enters an RAF officers' mess and takes off his helmet.)
Bovril (Terry Jones): How was it?
Squadron Leader (Eric Idle): Top-hole. Bally Jerry, pranged his kite right in the how's your father. Hairy blighter, dicky-birdied, feathered back on his Sammy, took a waspy, flipped over on his Betty Harper's and caught his can in the Bertie.
Bovril: Er, I'm afraid I don't quite follow you, Squadron Leader.
Squadron Leader: It's perfectly ordinary banter, Squiffy. Bally Jerry...pranged his kite right in the how's yer father...hairy blighter, dicky-birdied, feathered back on his Sammy, took a waspy, flipped over on his Betty Harper's and caught his can in the Bertie.
Bovril: No, I'm just not understanding banter at all well today. Give us it slower.
Squadron Leader: Banter's not the same if you say it slower, Squiffy.
Bovril: Hold on then. Wingco!
Wingco (Graham Chapman): Yes?
Bovril: Bend an ear to the Squadron Leader's banter for a sec, would you?
Wingco: Can do.
Bovril: Jolly good.
Wingco: Fire away.
Squadron Leader: (draws a deep breath and looks slightly uncertain, then starts even more deliberately than before) Bally Jerry...pranged his kite...right in how's yer father...hairy blighter...dicky-birdied...feathered back on his Sammy...took a waspy...flipped over on his Betty Harper's and caught his can in the Bertie...
Wingco: ...No, don't understand that banter at all.
Squadron Leader: Something up with my banter, chaps?
(A siren goes. The door bursts open and an out-of-breath young pilot rushes in in his flying gear.)
Pilot (Michael Palin): Bunch of monkeys on the ceiling, sir! Grab your egg and fours and let's get the bacon delivered!
(General incomprehension. They look at each other.)
Wingco: Do you understand that?
Squadron Leader: No, didn't get a word of it.
Wingco: Sorry old man, we don't understand your banter.
Pilot: You know...bally ten-penny ones dropping in the custard...(searching for words) un...Charlie Choppers chucking a handful...
Wingco: No, no...sorry.
Bovril: Say it a bit slower, old chap.
Pilot: Slower banter, sir?
Wingco: Ra-ther!
Pilot: Um...sausage squad up the blue end?
Squadron Leader: No, still don't get it.
Pilot: Um...cabbage crates coming over the briny?
Squadron Leader: No.
Others: No, no....
Voice Over: But by then it was too late. The first cabbage crates hit London on July the 7th. That was just the beginning. (Stavro Arrgolus) |
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