Dead Parrot Sketch..
(with apologies to The Monty Python Team )
The cast: Customer : Fake Sheikh
Club Owner : Peter Storrie
The sketch:
A customer enters The PFC Club shop.
Fake Sheikh
: 'Ello, I wish to register a complaint.
(The owner does not respond.)
Fake Sheikh
: 'Ello, Miss?
Peter Storrie: What do you mean "miss"?
Fake Sheikh
: I'm sorry, I have a cold. I wish to make a complaint!
Peter Storrie: We're closin' for lunch and a bit of tax return book fiddling.
Fake Sheikh
: Never mind that, my lad. I wish to complain about this football club what I purchased not half an hour ago from this very boutique.
Peter Storrie: Oh yes, the, uh, the Pompey Blues...What's,uh...What's wrong with it?
Fake Sheikh
: I'll tell you what's wrong with it, my lad. 'E's dead, that's what's wrong with it!
Peter Storrie: No, no, 'e's uh,...he's resting.We are the worlds biggest sleeping giant don't you know?
Fake Sheikh
: Look, matey, I know a dead football team when I see one, and I'm looking at one right now.
Peter Storrie: No no he's not dead, he's, he's a sleeping giant'! Remarkable club, the Pompey Blues, isn'it, ay? Best Fans in The world!
Mr. Praline: The fans don't enter into it. The Club and it's massive fan base is stone dead.
Peter Storrie: Nononono, no, no! 'they's resting!
Fake Sheikh
: All right then, if theys restin', I'll wake em up! (shouting at Farton Krap) 'Ello, Mister Football Fans ! I've got a lovely fresh skate fish for to fondle
...
Peter Storrie: There, they moved!
Fake Sheikh
: No, they didn't, that was you hitting the cage!
Peter Storrie: I never!!
Fake Sheikh
: Yes, you did!
Peter Storrie: I never, never did anything...
Fake Sheikh
: (yelling and hitting the cage repeatedly) 'ELLO PO'MPEY!!!!! Testing! Testing! Testing! Testing! This is your nine o'clock alarm call!
(Takes a player out of the cage and thumps his head on the counter. Throws it up in the air and watches the team plummet to the bottom of the league.)
Fake Sheikh
: Now that's what I call a dead football club.
Peter Storrie: No, no.....No, 'e's stunned!
Fake Sheikh
: STUNNED?!?
Peter Storrie: Yeah! The Taxman stunned them, just as the sleepin giant was wakin' up! Pompey Blues stun easily, major.
Fake Sheikh
: Um...now look...now look, mate, I've definitely 'ad enough of this. That football club is definitely deceased, and when I purchased it not 'alf an hour
ago, you assured me that its total lack of movement was due to it bein' tired and ****ged out after holding Arsenal to four goals at Notarf Krap.
Peter Storrie: Well, he's...he's, ah...probably pining for The forties and fifties mate. We were the best back then and held The FA Cup longer than anybody else in the whole wide world.
Fake Sheikh
: PININ' for The 40's & 50's?!?!?!? What kind of talk is that?, look, why did he fall flat on his back the moment I got 'im home?
Peter Storrie: The Pompey Blues prefer kipppin' on it's back! That way they don't squash the beautiful skate fish. Remarkable Fans, best in the land, innit, squire? Lovely fans!
Fake Sheikh
: Look, I took the liberty of examining that football clubs accounts when I got it home, and I discovered the only reason that it hadn't been put into administration in the first place was an IOU for 7 million quid from Harry nailed to the accountants door.
(pause)
Peter Storrie: Well, o'course it was nailed there! If we hadn't nailed that note there, the players and would have thought they weren't going to get paid ever. But now they think we have cash watch them fly up the league table .... VOOM! !
Fake Sheikh
: "VOOM"?!? Mate, this club wouldn't "voom" if you put 80 million quid into it! 'E's bleedin' demised!
Peter Storrie: No no! 'E's pining! E's a sleeping giant. Best fans in the world the Pompey Blues innit guv.
Fake Sheikh
: 'E's not pinin'! 'E's passed on! This club is no more! It has ceased to be! 'E's expired and gone to meet 'is maker! 'E's a stiff! Bereft of life, 'e
rests in peace! If you hadn't nailed sold some players 'you'd be pushing up the daisies! 'Is metabolic processes are now 'istory! 'E's off the twig! 'E's kicked the
bucket, 'e's shuffled off 'is mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisibile!! THIS IS AN EX-FOOTBALL CLUB!!
(pause)
Peter Storrie: Well, I'd better replace it, then. (he takes a quick peek behind the counter) Sorry squire, I've had a look 'round the back of the shop, and uh,
we're right out of football clubs.
Fake Sheikh
: I see. I see, I get the picture, and it's not a very good one. At least SFC were giving away pictures of trains when I tried taking them over.
Peter Storrie: I got a skate.
(pause)
Fake Sheikh
: Pray, does it play football?
Peter Storrie: Nnnnot really.
Fake Sheikh
: WELL IT'S HARDLY A BLOODY REPLACEMENT, IS IT?!!???!!?
Peter Storrie: N-no, I guess not. (gets ashamed, looks at his feet)
Fake Sheikh
: Well.
(pause)
Peter Storrie: (quietly) D'you.... d'you want to come back to my place? Or shall we join Avram down the knocking shop? Fake Sheikh
: (looks around) Yeah, all right, sure.