diumenge, 28 de juny del 2009

Black Adder

Avui he posat la televisió per mirar una peli en DVD, i estaven fent l'últim capítol de l'última temporada de l'Escurçó Negre. M'he quedat a mirar-ho (afortunadament, perquè la pel·lícula que finalment he mirat era horrible).
Tinc les quatre temporades en DVD, però la meva preferida és la quarta.
Us deixo un fragment de l'episodi que he vist avui, i la transcripció d'alguns fragments del guió.



(...)

Edmund: How could it possibly be worth it? We've been sitting here since Christmas 1914, during which millions of men have died, and we've advanced no further than an asthsmatic ant with some heavy shopping.

(...)

George: You know, that's the thing I don't really understand about you, Cap. You're a professional soldier, and yet, sometimes you sound as though you bally well haven't enjoyed soldiering at all.
Edmund: Well, you see, George, I did like it, back in the old days when the prerequisite of a British campaign was that the enemy should under no circumstances carry guns -- even spears made us think twice. The kind of people we liked to fight were two feet tall and armed with dry grass.
George: Now, come off it, sir -- what about Mboto Gorge, for heaven's sake?
Edmund: Yes, that was a bit of a nasty one -- ten thousand Watusi warriors armed to the teeth with kiwi fruit and guava halves. After the battle, instead of taking prisoners, we simply made a huge fruit salad. No, when I joined up, I never imagined anything as awful as this war. I'd had fifteen years of military experience, perfecting the art of ordering a pink gin and saying "Do you do it doggy-doggy?" in Swahili, and then suddenly four-and-a-half million heavily armed Germans hoved into view. That was a shock, I can tell you.

(...)

Darling: Listen! Our guns have stopped.
George: You don't think...?
Baldrick: Maybe the war's over. Maybe it's peace!
George: Well, hurrah! The big knobs have gone round the table and yanked the iron out of the fire!
Darling: Thank God! We lived through it! The Great War: 1914-1917.
George: Hip hip!
All but Edmund: Hurray!
Edmund: (loading his revolver) I'm afraid not. The guns have stopped because we're about to attack. Not even our generals are mad enough to shell their own men. They think it's far more sporting to let the Germans do it.

Tots els guions aquí.

1 comentari:

SuperWoman ha dit...

Por fin puedo entender una de tus entradas con soltura, al menos la parte final :D
Un supersaludo