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Post by The Collector on Mar 13, 2007 18:41:53 GMT
What do you call an asian Mr.Laurel impersonater?
Hindu stan
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Post by Lieutenant Columbo on Mar 13, 2007 22:33:21 GMT
Good grief!
;D
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Post by moriarty on Mar 13, 2007 22:42:29 GMT
 good grief penfold! [Repeated line] Penfold: Oh, crumbs. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Dangermouse has crashed through a brick wall] Penfold: Oh, doesn't that hurt, Chief? Dangermouse: No, didn't feel a thing! [Dangermouse faints] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [standing below the wall of Greenback's castle] Dangermouse: Um, hello? Excuse me? Can we have our ball back, please? I...
Dangermouse: Oh, thanks very much!
Penfold: D.M.! Look out! It's a bomb!
Dangermouse: Hmm? Oh yes, I know it's a buh-buh-buh-buh, buh-buh-buh-buh, a b-, a b-, a bomb!
[BOOM!]
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Baron Silas Greenback: Stiletto, get the Bad Luck Eye.
Stiletto: Si, Barone. At-a once!
[He roots around in Penfold's pocket with pliers, and pulls something out]
Stiletto: Ahh, succ-a-sess! I have-a the eye, Barone!
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[repeated line]
Dangermouse: Shush.
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[Penfold falls through the air; the scene freezes for the end of the episode]
Narrator: Will it be Isaac Newton 1: Penfold nil? Tune in next time to find out!
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Narrator: This is Penfold. Codename: The Jigsaw, because when faced with a problem he falls to pieces.
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[Danger Mouse is being dangled over the snapping jaws of a crocodile]
Penfold: We could have had a weekend in Brighton!
Dangermouse: I do not wish to know that, Penfold!
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Dudley Poyson: I'll call myself a cab right away! I'm a cab, I'm a cab!
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Penfold: Have you got something clever up your sleeve, D.M.?
Dangermouse: Only my arm, Penfold, and that's no cleverer than the rest of me.
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Penfold: My knees've gone to jelly!
Dangermouse: Nonsense, Penfold, jelly doesn't knock like that.
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[Dangermouse falls off the top of the building, and Penfold chases him on the way down]
Penfold: [shouts] Chief... you... are... un... der... arrest!
[D.M. falls further down, screaming]
Penfold: [shouts] I'm warning you, Chief! You are under a...
[D.M. lands on top of him]
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Dangermouse: [he and Penfold are chained to cliffs with a laser edging towards them] You know some singers can break glass with high notes?
Penfold: Yes?
Dangermouse: Well, I used to break up the theatres.
Dangermouse: [singing loudly] AhAHAHAHAHAHahahahah!
[the chains break]
Penfold: Wow! That's amazing!
Dangermouse: Yes. The theatres didn't think so, though.
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Dangermouse: Oh, alright. But I hope you understand that I'm only doing this because I happen to be allergic to sudden death.
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[Dangermouse have just fallen into a deep hole]
Narrator: What's this? Will the Baron have the last laugh? Are our heroes doomed? Can they get to the bottom of this mystery before they reach the bottom? If not, will this show end early?
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Patrol Bird: Excuse me, sir, but is that your care parked on the admiral's epaulets?
Dangermouse: Uh... yes it is, Constable.
Patrol Bird: [Piturbed] "Sergeant" if you don't mind!
[Composed now]
Patrol Bird: Would you mind showing me your liscence?
Dangermouse: Yes of course... Sergeant.
Patrol Bird: [Reads liscence] Hmmm... well this here... oh! You're name's "Dangermouse"? Oh... haha... well, ah...
[cough]
Patrol Bird: Carry on, sir! I'll keep an eye on the car for you!
Dangermouse: Thank you, Sergeant.
[Climbs into Lord Nelson's nose]
Patrol Bird: Thank you, sir!
[to himself]
Patrol Bird: Almost made a booboo there, didn't I?
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[Dangermouse, lost in space, stops at an asteroid to ask directions from a guy with a hand for his face]
Dangermouse: Um... excuse me. Could you tell us, where in the universe, we are?
Hand Face: HAHA! Boy, you be in The Party Part!
Dangermouse: [confused] "Party Part"?
Hand Face: "The Party Part of the Universe"! HAHAHAHA!
Dangermouse: "Party Part of the Universe"? Never heard of such rubbish.
Penfold: Someone's at the door, DM.
Dangermouse: Well see who it is.
[pause]
Dangermouse: Well?
Penfold: It's an officer, DM. He gave me this note.
Dangermouse: Well, what does it say?
Penfold: Uh..."You have been fined 99 bicycle clips, go directly to jail, do not collect 200 pounds... who's that naughty boy there?"
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Post by Lieutenant Columbo on Mar 13, 2007 23:05:24 GMT
;D Gawd... this is just daft! N. P.S.  |
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