All language subtitles for Benny Hill - s01e11

All right. She's big.

She's big.

I like them big, you know. She's big.

You don't get many of them to a pound.

She's big.

I could fall madly into bed with her.

She's big.

She's big.

Another one.

He's so jolly. Oh, bawly locks.

No, you'll get some polish on that, will
you?

It looks like a nice skating rink.

Oh, it's smooth, smooth.

It feels like my wife's bottom.

Well done.

Ladies and gentlemen, hit... The Benny
Hill Show.

And here is Benny Hill.

Please don't blame our doggy. It's not
his fault at all. Someone left a wet

umbrella standing in the hallway.

All together.

Some girls are like Cairo. Mysterious
and hot.

And other girls are like Paris with all
the charming dots. But my girl, she is

like Tibet with all the exciting snow
there. Because everyone knows where it

but no one wants to go there.

I like the girls that do, and I like the
girls that don't. I like the girls that

will, and I like the girls that won't.
But the ones I like the best of all, I

know you'll agree I'm right, is the girl
who thinks she never has, but you often

think she might.

Here we go. And Jackie is a barefoot boy
and loves the gypsy life. He also loves

the gypsy girls, but don't you tell his
wife. One day he met a gypsy girl who

was so big and round. When standing up,
she looked like Harry Sinkham sitting

down.

There's no looking to my eyes and tell
me what you see. She said to big fat

gypsy girls and they both look like me.

He asked her what her lips were for as
they sat by her head. She said they're

there to stop me mouthing and praying
around me.

She said, you give me half a crown and I
will read your palm. And then she saw

his love line went halfway up his arm.
So now she's changed her prizes,

she's just as willing. It's big fat men
in two pants and her little boys are

shilling.

One day they got married and their
honeymoon was spent in a cottage down at

Ilfracombe, which overlooked the rent.
He staggered from his bed one day, his

face was thin and lined. He went over to
the window and he went up with the

blind.

Oh, Jack went off for roaming soon after
they were wed. But wife, she got so

lonesome and she went around with dread.
Oh, Jack, he got to hear of this and

said it's by my daughter. So he flew
home by aeroplane and by helicopter.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. Bless
you.

Jolly nice to be back with you again,
and very nice indeed to welcome back my

old friend, looking younger and lovelier
than ever, Nicholas Park.

I've come along to the studios this
evening to find out what new series and

stars that you can see on your
television screens in the coming year.

And with me is the chief drama director
and dialogue coach, Fred Scuttle.

I shot a harrow into the air.

It fell to earth I know not where.

And there's more bloody arrows that way,
sir.

You'll forgive me, sir. You have to be a
bit pottier at Thames, otherwise you'll

go balmy.

Mr. Scuttle, you must...

You must find it a great strain, don't
you, travelling all over the country,

searching for new talent? I'm never at
home, you know, sir. My little boy calls

me Uncle Father.

In the past five years, sir, I have
spent two weeks at home with my wife.

weeks. Still a fortnight soon passes,
doesn't it, sir?

Mr. Scuttle...

What advice would you give to an
aspiring young actor? Well, I would say,

speak up, sir.

Enunciate clearly.

Try and emulate Dick Bogard's direction.

Dirk Bogard's diction.

I never paraphrase, sir. I mean, keep to
the script. If the script says he was

bent on seeing her, then you must say he
was bent on seeing her.

Not the sight of her doubled him up. Do
you know what I mean?

Might be getting funny, not here
attending.

I tell you, you know, sir, I come into a
rehearsal the other day. She was this

skinny, good -natured girl.

She's wearing a riding hat, riding
jacket, jot hoppers.

Flimsy. She comes through the French
windows. She says, I have come from the

meat. I told her, I said, I have come
for the meat.

And the props never had it ready.

I said, you're wasting your time, love.
I said, get back to the co -op, I said.

I told her. She said, I could study. I
said, study is no good. I said, you

study till your googie withers.

I said, you'll never... Think about it.
Think about it.

I said, you'll never be a star like her.

Well, Mr. Scott, I feel that I should
tell you now.

It's out.

I beg your pardon, sir.

Your little secret.

My little secret what?

Well, I believe tonight, for the first
time, you're going to show us all your

chunky.

My chunky? Yes! Oh, my new debauchery. A
discovery.

Yes, chunky, yes.

I believe at one time he was a male
model. A very straight one, sir. He

done nude work, sir.

Or surgical appliances.

He wouldn't have any of that, you know.

Where did you actually find him? In a
knacker's yard.

I'll never forget it. He was seated atop
an offal vat, sir.

Wearing a dark blue Serge Gainsborough.

With a vent up the back.

I think it was Arthur Worsley. I'm not
sure.

And immaculate, sir. He was immaculate,
sir. He really had it made?

Well, it may have been off the peg. You
can't tell.

He looked lovely. What is his
background?

Well, sir, he was born just outside
wedlock.

About a fortnight, I think.

And as a result of a union.

A union, yeah. Yeah, between a
Lithuanian bottle importer on the one

And on the other hand, a lady welder
from Weston. Superman.

I never met her, sir.

And he was an unwanted child, sir, and
he was brought up in a nunnery near

Nuneaton by the Mother Shapiro, sir.

What was his name at this point? Rex
Rover.

They wanted a dog, really.

And you renamed him, of course.

Chunky. Chunky.

Chunky.

Tell me...

Is he going to emulate Twiggy?

What?

I'm really rather up to him than Twiggy,
isn't it?

He'd be a bit tall for us, though.

I mean, they'd have no one to talk to,
wouldn't they? You misunderstand me, Mr.

Scott. What I actually meant was, are
you grooming him for television and...

Bill, the film star! Yes, yes, yes. I
believe that Raquel Welch once referred

him as tall, dark and handsome.

Well, either that or taller than the
dark handsome.

Or was it tall, dark and hands?

I can't remember. She was running away
at the time, sir. It's very difficult to

tell, sir. Yes, of course. But what is
it that women find so irresistible about

him? His charisma? His presence?

I don't think he gives them charisma's
presence, sir.

I'm more than likely to give them to
him, you see, sir. His personality. His

appeal. Well, sir, it's hard to put your
finger on it, sir.

Well, it is for me.

The thing is, it's a coagulation of many
things.

It's the nonchalant way he lollops about
quietly doing his own thing.

Because he's completely uninhabited, you
know, sir.

He doesn't care. Honestly, he's got an
itch, he'll scratch it. No matter where

it is.

That he happens to be at the time.

Oh, I would say...

In a word, if I had to sum it up in a
word, I would say charm, sir. Pure,

unadulterated charm.

Well, I'm sure the viewers are just
longing to see him. Why don't you trot

out? He's not a bloody racehorse, you
know.

Ladies and gentlemen, I... Do that.

Do it all.

No, don't have it.

I give you the one and only Chunky.

Get back, get back!

Told you before, didn't I? Come out a
tantalising bit at a time.

Not one big lossful dollop.

Great pillock.

The man no girl can resist.

Chunky!

that lovely wavy hair.

Which one?

You're being cheeky, aren't you?

They are spread thin of a purpose, sir,
so that none shall obscure the full

beauty of the other three.

And look at those lips, sir.

Sensuous lips.

The result of playing the pupil in the
Boy Scouts for six years, sir.

Made for blowing up balloons, they was.

Show them your teeth.

Look at them.

The pride of the opposite, sir.

He's got it all, this kid, I think, a
lot. Mr... Mr... Sorry, Mr... I'm afraid

must say, I'm not very impressed.

And I think he's rather uncouth.

I'm bleeding couth!

Who are you calling uncouth? I have a
bath every month, don't I?

Or get a wax out of me ear holes with me
little pinky?

Or I go down Ballycloth once a week and
branch about with all them bleeding

great poofs?

Uncouth, get out of it!

Chunky!

Chunky! Chunky! Chunky! Not the face!
Not the face!

a bit. Listen, a little bit of
delicatessen, a bit of finesse, mate,

Well, I feel like a woman, don't I? So
do I, but after the show.

I

haven't

seen his potential yet. I should hope
not.

I told you, he doesn't do that kind of
work.

You haven't heard his romantic side,
have you?

Chunky, say something soft.

and warm and sweet.

And if you say trickle pudding, I'll
thump you. Not afraid, not afraid.

Go on, off you go. Watch this, though.
Watch.

Come out in the garden, darling.

I want the roses to see you.

There.

And he's educated as well, sir.

Chunky, give me two pronouns.

Who, me?

There, what did I tell you?

I'm afraid I must tell you, I don't
think there's much future for him in

television. Not yet, sir? No. Well,
they'll have to take that offer from

Films, won't they? You see, they're
doing George and the Dragon.

Is he going to play some George?

Well, not exactly.

I say, Chunky, have you ever thought
about taking up fire eating? Oh, I ain't

playing no beaten dragon! Now, listen,
look at this. It's a character part.

You'll frighten the life out of them. Or
wear a mask.

Oh, yes, there's no sense in overdoing
it, is there?

Goodbye, goodnight.

Once a month they leave their wives, and
off they go to St.

Ives. And there they develop the
monumental first.

Twelve quarts a man is sunk, and they
claim not one gets drunk.

They do admit that once they had one
burst.

I don't go with them anymore. I say to
myself, what for? Drinking that homemade

wine by my waddy cocks?

I say to myself, it tastes like stew,
and it's a funny colour too. They say,

that'll be the diet of waddy socks.

Once we stopped at a posh hotel, and
Siddy says, oh, well, I'll just pop in

get an estimate for a gin and tonic.

Ted says, I'll have a quart. I says,
you'll have a half. He says, go on,

make me laugh. That'd slop about my
inside salicronic.

Inside, we sees Ma Tickle, looking like
she's weaned on a pickle.

She sneers at Ted, and with her any
warning, he says, you're ugly, you old

She says, and you're drunk, I'll have
you know. He says, I know, but I'll be

sober in the morning.

It was the landlord's daughter, Gert.
Now, she had a nice little bit of skirt.

So to show off, Ted orders up points at
the best.

He says, and what do you have, my dear?
She says, I've just got a mouthful of

beer. He says, don't be greedy. You have
a pint, same as the rest.

He says, I can't abide this stuff. I
should be glad when I've had enough. And

can all move on to some better place.

She says, good riddance, because you're
too rough.

You don't know when you've had enough.
He says, I do. I fall flat on me face.

And then he starts to have a row. She
says, you can't even see straight now.

He says, I can't see straight.

Cool, he now shouts.

He said, I can see clear as a die. That
cat coming in's only got one eye.

She said, that cat ain't coming in, it's
going out.

Now, he don't always strong litter, and
he said, I thought he was going to get

cross. But he says, last Sunday I was
filled with elation to see you in my

congregation. He says, thank God, I
wonder where I was.

Here, that night we was tight as ticks.

The next morning, about half past six,
when all was still and no one was about,

Wally's uncle Sid lifted up the dustbin
lid and quietly and carefully climbed

out.

See, the night before, he'd stripped
off, cursed, and then dived in head

You see, he thought he was on the end of
the pier.

And a policewoman passed by, and she
murmured with a sigh, what a waste, that

one there's good for another year.

Oh, dear, Wall had so much to sup, he
woke the landlord up. He phoned him up,

quit in a half -shout. He says, we don't
open until ten, you can't get in till

then. He says, I don't want to get in, I
want to get out.

Oh, Charlie, he got so high he lay down
in a stoy next to a pig. And a passing

priest was heard to say, you can tell a
man who boozes by the company he

chooses. And the pig got up and slowly
walked away.

Well, I sit here like old Gandhi with me
little half a shandy while they lot

goes and drink up after night.

Because they, once a month each year,
they goes off and they disappear and

goes off on the beer and they leaves
behind their darling little wives.

So you see, some men thirst for
knowledge.

Now that's why they goes to college.

That some need ale and wine to quench
their thirst.

But the thirst I like to quench.

requires the cooperation of a wench.

I wonder which of the little wives I
should call on first.

Here he is. Because it's a lovely
little... Hello, Ernie. They've all gone

and left you, have they? Here, you come
in round for tea and crumbs. Oh, I'd

like that. Yeah, I'd like that. I'd like
that, Ernie.

Maybe you can get some... Will you go up
and... Good night, Paul.

Maybe then.

I'm wondering what dress to wear.

I just take time

shadow minister for homes and gardens,
Mr. George Treader, said that plum

dwellings, like those you're seeing on
your screens now, are still being used

many people who are unable to afford the
high rents now being up.

He also said that he hoped that the
government would put its own house in

Soon,

We'll try and get that picture for you.

The opening of Parliament.

The Queen, seen here leaving Buckingham
Palace, looking afresh after her wishes.

She was helped into the royal coach

by Prince Philip.

As he accompanied her on the journey
down the Mall, thousands of well

many of them tourists, wished her
Godspeed.

Yet another eviction in Westminster.

Once again, the sad sight of two young
people being evicted.

These young people, defeated by
inflation and rising prices, have had to

the house which has been their home for
so long.

The young husband has implored his
employers for a rise for over a year

his pleas have fallen upon deaf ears.

Prime Minister's tour of the
Commonwealth.

Prime Minister, seen here leaving Number
10, was speeded on his way

by Sir Alec Douglas Hugh.

Mr Heath said he was taking with him
only his personal secretary, whom he

felt would be of no use to him on the
long and arduous trip.

Good news for Mr and Mrs Dribble of
Bexley Heath. Their young son has been

missing for three weeks, has at last
been found.

Seen here, looking quite happy, and none
the worse for his ordeal.

What happened to him remains a mystery,
as he has not yet learned to talk.

His mother said he deserves to have his
bottom smacked, but when he smiles at

me, my heart just melts.

She said this is the last time I let him
out on his own.

Muhammad Ali, the ex -world heavyweight
champion, takes time out for a little

relaxation.

He said he still considered himself the
world's number one fighter.

Looking a good deal lighter than of
late, he said he was still fighting fit

just waiting to have a go at Joe
Frazier.

Mr. Enoch Powell.

Mr. Enoch Powell, seen here addressing
his constituents in Wolverhampton, said

that it is high time.

Over to you, Andrew Gardner.

The situation in Ampola remains tense.

Your reporter, Walter Burke.

Walter Burke.

So far, the military coup that was
anticipated in the early hours of the

has not transpired. But any moment now,
there is bound to be a military coup.

However,

the president... Magano, so far, refuses
Office of Assistance and Aid.

And we don't want the United Nations
from here.

Peace talks, peace talks, peace talks.

We don't grow peace.

What do we want with peace talks?

We don't want the police government from
here, either.

Because the High Commissioner there,
he's bloody rude. Very, very rude man.

They have a lovely, filthy piece of hate
hanging on my wall.

He looked up at it and he said, he said,
it must have come from a hell of a...

One of my lions.

And he said, it was in self -defense. He
made a rug out of it.

He said, it was either him or me.

And I said, well, the lion's made a
better bloody rug than you would have

They said, don't turn this place into a
me -mammy beach.

We don't want anything like that.

Because they said, it's very ideal.

They said, yes, there's sand for the
children, and there's sea for the wife.

said, yes, and there's sharks for the
wife's mother, as I told them, you see.

And they don't want Americans coming
here, exploiting our nature, and ill

-treating our people. Because we don't
want to do that.

Get up, let him move on with you. Get
up, let him move on with you.

We don't want exploiting our natives or
anything like that, you see.

And we don't want any of those pygmies
coming over the border and invading us.

We want to keep ourselves several from
the pygmies.

Because, you see, the Ampola is a very,
very tall, very proud warrior.

The Ampola is very, very tall, seven
feet tall. And he doesn't want a little

pygmy woman sticking her nose into his
business.

That's what these little pygmy women,
they have been having affairs with our

warriors. I don't know who's been...

Now we're independent.

Now we're independent, you see. We don't
have anything to do with the British

government at all, or anything British.

Would you care for a cup of tea?

The British language as we know it is in
danger of becoming extinct.

That is the opinion given today by
Professor Herman Gruth at the South

University.

Good evening, gentlemen and ladybodies,
and a very special welcome to all the

British people who are at this moment
sitting together in the privy of their

homes, watching this television show.

Oh, yeah.

Don't worry. I have been modeling up
these British phrases of a purpose in

to illustrate to you the anomalies and
complexities of the British language.

For instance, I speak English fluidly.
My wife, however, does not. But I cannot

leave her behind alone.

I cannot leave her behind alone.

I cannot leave her...

behind the lawn?

In Germany.

Therefore, I have devised a method of
speaking English utilizing only the

letters of the alphabet.

For instance, my wife could not write to
her penny friend, Oh, Elsie, I envy

you. You are in Essex and I am in Essen.
But she could write it this way.

Oh, Elsie.

I envy you. You are an ethic, and I am
an ethic.

Many learned professors have said that
this is not applicable to everyday life.

To them, I say, go and get connoted. Go
and get stupid.

Won't I have the wise? A short play
utilizing only the letters of the

Here it is.

Listen carefully now.

P -R -T -V -Z -B -D -A.

Why, you!

Oh. N -U -R?

I -B -P -C -A -B -B -T.

Oh, you are, are you?

I -B -N -U -B?

I -B... I -B -I -M -R -T -G -C -O -C -I
-D. Okay?

Oh, wow. Oh.

Oh, I see.

F -B -I -A.

UFO.

Oh, UFO.

Y. Oh, X -G -I -A. I see.

A. Oh, T.

P.

W.

I see.

Oh, Z -I -M. O -D -D.

N -E -I -D -R -Y.

Oh, I see.

Hey, Marty.

Oh. Hey, Marty.

O -P -O.

P .O.? P .O.! You, P .O.!

See? Oh, I see.

An F .E .G.

P .P .F .N.? Why?

An enemy.

Ah.

H .P.? M .N .X.? O .K.?

Hey, Artie!

Eh? S .E .O .K.?

Oh, G.

G -B -H.

R -I -P.

K -G -B.

Hello, hello.

I see.

O -M -T.

F -I.

I see.

An -N -N -N -Me.

You okay?

I -F -N -L -R -G.

U -F -N -L -R -G?

I -F... I -F... A -V... A -V...

You OK?

OK. Ah, yes. Hello, hello, hello.

Oh, hi. I see.

I see. And you are?

I -V -O -D.

I -V -D.

Oh. I -V -O -D.

S -U. I. I see. And M?

E -N -O -B -N.

E -N -O -B -N.

I see.

Why am

N -V -G -N -U -F -B -O -O -P -U.

I -L -B -N -J -L.

And I -L -B -N -X -T -C.

Mother angel, mother my darling, mother
treasure.

I'll thump that old crow in a minute.

Mother!

I'm in here, dear.

You're not on the throne again.

No, dear, why?

You're not allowed to. I'm the only one
allowed to use that throne, because I'm

the king, that's because why.

Now, mother, how do you stand out the
invitations to my wedding?

Duchess of Langley on the list? Of
course she hasn't been invited, Mother.

That's because why not?

I mean, look what happened to my
birthday party. She sat next to me at

and all the time she kept breaking,
making very strange noises.

Was she called Nell Pitt? I know, but
she kept looking at me as if I'd done

I had to pretend it was my chair
scraping on the floor.

Put me right off my marmalade, it did.

What's that you've got there?

It's a French book, Mother. I'm learning
to parle bouffante.

Whatever for?

sacred blue, mother.

I'm marrying a French girl on Friday
morning.

Friday afternoon, I'll... Well, Friday
evening anyway.

I mean, we'll be having our cocoa
together.

How can I tell her it's too hot or not
sweet enough if I can't party the lingo

and then nip off down to the kitchen and
tell the chef to prepare a nice feast?

And I don't want no more of those sort
of dumplings like we had on my birthday.

They were like cannonballs.

Oh, they're digging me shit, they did.

What is it, Crawlers? What do you want?
The clothes.

The clothes for the royal couple for the
ceremony. What about afterwards?

After? When we go to bed, what are we
going to wear in bed?

Oh, for the royal boudoir.

Well, we thought something like this.

See how daringly it is cut.

Titillating, the word.

It clings most densely to every subtle
curve of the body. That deep, veined

neckline. It's heavingly embroidered
with the most delicate lace.

I can hardly wait.

And made herself so fine as to be almost
transparent.

Lovely. What's she going to wear? We
thought something like that. We thought

something like that. That'll do. Listen,
I'm going to go and study my form today

now, and I don't want to be disturbed,
OK?

A plot, my lord.

A plot to kill the king.

Well, come on, man, out with it. What is
it? The king's cousin Catherine,

Duchess of Whitworth, is this day
sending an invitation for His Majesty to

wine with her.

And there, within the castle walls, is
the assassination to take place.

Leave us!

Do you realize what this means?

With the king out of the way and not yet
married, she is next in line for the

throne. We must stop the invitation
reaching the king. No, wait. How long

the king and his cousin last met?

About ten years. Why?

Ah, then if we could send someone to her
who was not the king but yet looked

like the king, dressed like the king,
and even talked like the king. Ah, but

could we find such a man? We can but
try.

Come.

So off went the conspirators and scoured
the countryside.

They searched the cities and the towns,
the hamlets far and wide.

Then they contrasted by the manor on the
Wessex beach.

The living image of the king in
everything but speech.

How now, brown cow.

How now, brown cow.

How now, brown cow.

That's very good, you're learning.

something like that in no time at all,
you'll be able to say it as I do. How

now, brown cow?

I'm going to have a job getting that
into a conversation now, isn't I?

But all right, all right, let's try it.
That's a night -light pike handle.

That's a night -light pike handle.

That's... That's... That's... Oh, God.

That's... A nice... A nice... Light...
Light... Pike... Pike...

pike handle. That's a nice light pike
handle.

That's a nice light pike handle!

No, no, no, the king doesn't speak like
that. The king speaks like this.

That's a nice light pike handle.

He must talk funny if he talks like
that.

That's a nice light pike handle.

By George, he's got it. Oh.

The crow goes to the tree, for the duck
goes to the water.

Lord Albert goes to...

castle, and the lamb goes to the
slaughter.

His Majesty the King and Lord Albert.

Henry, come and kiss your cousin.

Are you sure it's all right, Mitty?

Your Grace. What?

Say, Your Grace.

what I told you. How now, brown cow?

His Majesty has a great sense of humour.

Henry, come sit over here and take some
wine with me. Yes, His Majesty would

like some wine. He's had a very tiring
journey.

You may leave us now, Lord Albert.

Very good, Your Grace.

Goodbye, Your Majesty.

It's been very nice knowing you.

Meanwhile...

Having found his invitation card, the
real king's on his way.

Oh, look, your majesty, we haven't
touched your poison, your drink yet.

No, I think I'd better go to the
bathroom, because I had a rather long

come in here.

Yes, well, it's straight along the
corridor. You can't miss it. I should

to.

Well, it won't be long now.

Her gracious majesty. Majesty Queen
Catherine.

I like it.

Cousin, how lovely to see you.

Oh, it didn't take long.

No, well, I was on horseback, wasn't I?

Oh, I was jogging along up and down all
the time, you know.

As soon as I found it, I was in like a
shot, you know.

Oh, not half, yes, like the wind I was.
I don't think they wanted me to find it.

Find what? The invitation. No, thanks. I
never touch wine. You know that. I'd

better go and see if my horse is all
right. I shan't be a jinx.

Well, if you won't take the poison in
the drink, I suppose I'd better poison

food.

There. Enough to kill a regiment.

Oh, that's better.

How was it?

It was very nice, thank you very much.

I think no such thing. You're going
potty. You are. I'd better nip down the

apothecary and get you something to eat.
No, no, really.

Oh, dear.

This isn't what I'd planned at all.

There.

He's all right now.

I give him a rub down with a curry comb.

And put his nose bag on.

What, the apothecary? The apothecary.
Are you all right?

You do look a bit strange. You'd better
have one of my little...

That's how it is. I give them to my
author. Very good. You get that down and

you'll be all right. No! Do you read?

So late into the evening Continues the
defeat A dead man

falls into the moat The plan is now
complete

Your Majesty.

Yeah, for a little while at Whitworth
Castle, I thought I wasn't going to make

it, you know.

And to such an exquisite bride.

Oh, my word, yes.

Darling, it's nine o 'clock. I think
it's time I retired.

Retired?

We've only just started. I mean, I
haven't even... Oh, I see. Good night,

darling. Good night.

You're late.

Don't be late, darling. I won't.

Oh, I'm going to be enjoying being
married to her.

And nowadays we've got all those awful
moments of television when things don't

go quite the way that has been planned
in the first place.

Incidentally, it's not just in this
country that these things happen, as

happen all over the world. And in fact,
we're going to show you...

Whether you live in a castle in Cairns,
a mason in Maidstone, or a shed in

Sheffield, I'm sure you've never seen
anything more attractive than this.

Of course, all big cities have their
problems. Here are a couple of brits.

They're not insurmountable. You see, the
road from Bath... Ow!

Sort yourself!

The little doll needs winding up.

You filthy, dirty... Oh, Mel, what do
you think you're doing? You're always

doing that.

Lionel Blair was just the same. I'm
going to see equity about you.

I was winding her up, David, honestly.

I'm not like that.

And here is Miss Dimpton on C.

Poupées s 'intéressent. Il faut que j
'aie remonté les poupées.

Oh, ben non!

Oh, ça, alors!

Ben, ils sont tous des poufs, ici.

Des poufs? Qu 'est -ce qui dit poufs?

Je ne suis pas comme ça.

Wie alt ist dieser Mann?

20 Jahre?

21 Jahre?

Nein, er hat zwei Kinder.

Aber Herr Otto Stück...

You look so young.

Oh, thank you very much. What do you
use?

No, soap and water.

Water? Oh, palm oil.

I always use palm oil. It makes my skin
so, oh, so soft and so smooth and

so...

What do you think you're doing? I've
told you about that. before, I really am

going to see equity about you.

I didn't do anything, David. Honestly,
it wasn't my fault.

I'm sure you're wrong.

Yes,

this is the soap for you. So always look
for the name on the wrapper.

Oh, my God! Harry!

Well, gee, it's the only way she can
hold it.

Well... Use the stand -in's hand and do
a close -up. Now, come on, let's make

pictures. Okay, baby, come on.

Yes, this is the soap for you. So always
look for the name on the wrapper.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

And we look forward to seeing you all
again very soon.

Until then, bye -bye.