LOL. That show bombed here!finklejag said:I guess NBC tried to copy the British show Coupling also. That only lasted a couple (no pun) episodes.
I just loved Fawlty Towers! Have watched it over the last 30 years hundreds of times and weren't there only 14 episodes? Anyway, what a shame they never made more. Best show ever. That and Good Neighbors.philo said:...see Fawlty Towers and Alan Partridge - the embarassed silence is the key!
Matthew said:Like Jez and Kermit, I found The Office to be too cringeworthy. Perhaps it's too well observed that it doesn't allow the escape into laughter that brings us to watch comedy in the first place.
Go watch Blackadder if you want comedy
Baldrick: (turns back) Well, I have heard there's good money to be made down the docks, doing favours for sailors.
Edmund: Favours? What do you mean? Delivering messages, sewing on buttons -- that kind of thing?
Baldrick: Erm, not quite.
Edmund: (starts to stand) Baldrick!
Baldrick: My Lord?
Edmund: Are you suggesting that I become a rent boy?
Baldrick: Well, good-looking bloke like you, posh accent, nice legs -- you can make a (bomb?). Just stick a pink carnation in your hat and, er, make the old sign.
Edmund: I'd rather die.
Baldrick: Oh, fair enough, that's all right, then. I'll just put the kettle on while we wait, shall I? (turns to leave)
Edmund: (reaches out and grabs Baldrick's shoulder, turning him round) On second thought, with a slight alteration, your sick and sordid plan might just work.
[at docks, Baldrick is dressed in Edmund's clothes. His hat has a pink carnation in it, and he holds a sign reading "GET -IT- HERE." He bounces seductively as a burly sailor named Arthur strides up.]
Arthur: Give me a kiss and I'll give you a penny.
Edmund:(comes from round the corner) A penny?!
Arthur: Well, alright then -- tuppence!
Edmund: Oh, all right, go on.(disappears behind the corner)
Arthur: Nothing fancy. Just a peck. I miss my mum, you see. When I a little kid, my mother always used to come up--
Edmund:(appears) Look, get a move on! He's a prostitute, not an agony aunt!
Arthur: Go on, please! Just a little peck on the cheek, and say, "There there, Arthur -- Mummy'll kiss it better, and you shall have a story."
Edmund: Well, I don't know. Do you do requests, Baldrick?
Baldrick: What, kinky stuff? Yeah, I'm game.
Arthur: Oh, go on, please!(crying) I miss my mother so much. I mean, she was like a mother to me!
Edmund: Well, alright, go on, Baldrick. (disappears)
Baldrick: (starts to reach up to Arthur's cheek, but pauses) I've forgotten what I'm supposed to say.
Edmund: (appears, fed up) Get out of the way; I'll do it. (takes the sign) There there, Arthur (*smooch*). Mummy kiss it better, and you shall have a story.
Arthur: (excited) What kind of a story?
Edmund: Well, I don't know ... one about a squirrel, I suppose.
[some time later]
Edmund: ...and then Squirry the Squirrel went...
Arthur and Baldrick: (everyone has their arms around each other) ..."Neep neep neep!"...
Edmund: ...and they all went home for tea.
Arthur: Ah, thanks very much, me ol' shivering mateys! That was wonderful. (turns to Edmund) Now then, how much do you charge for a good hard shag?
Edmund: (nervous) A thousand pounds.
Arthur: A thousand pounds? You've got to be joking!
Edmund: Well, I'm sure we could negotiate. (tosses the sign to Baldrick)
[Arthur smiles at Baldrick]
[back at Edmund's house]
Edmund: Right, so we've got sixpence.