Roethlisberger 0 Posted March 17, 2004 (edited) Monty Python's Flying Circus Election Results Cast members play multiple roles (as always) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The sketch: (Racy music) Cleese: (talking very fast, as do all the commentators): Hello, good evening and welcome to Election Night Special. There's tremendous excitement here at the moment and we should be getting the first results through any moment now. We're not sure where it will be from, it might be Leicester or from West Byfleet, the polling's been quite heavy in both areas. Ah, I'm just getting... I'm just getting... a buzzing noise in my left ear. Urgh, argh! (removes insect and stamps on it). And now let's go straight over to Leicester. Palin: And it's a straight fight here at Leicester and we're expecting the result any moment now. There with the Returning Officer is Arthur Smith the sensible candidate and next to him is Jethro Q. Walrustitty the silly candidate with his agent and his silly wife. Idle: (clears throat) Here is the result for Leicester. Arthur J. Smith... Cleese: Sensible Party Idle: ...30,612. (applause) Jethro Q. Bunn Whackett Buzzard Stubble and Boot Walrustitty... Cleese: Silly Party Idle: ...33,108. (applause) Cleese: Well there we have the first result of the election and the Silly party has held Leicester. Norman. Palin: Well pretty much as I predicted, except that the Silly party won. Er, I think this is largely due to the number of votes cast. Gerald. Chapman: Well there's a big swing here to the Silly Party, but how big a swing I'm not going to tell you. Palin: I think one should point out that in this constituency since the last election a lot of very silly people have moved into new housing estates with the result that a lot of sensible voters have moved further down the road the other side of number er, 29. Cleese: Well I can't add anything to that. Colin? Idle: Can I just say that this is the first time I've been on television? Cleese: No I'm sorry, there isn't time, we're just going straight over to Luton. Chapman: Well here at Luton it's a three-cornered contest between, from left to right, Alan Jones (Sensible Party), Tarquin Fin-tim-lim-bim-lim-bin- bim-bin-bim bus stop F'tang F'tang Ol? Biscuitbarrel (Silly Party), and Kevin Phillips Bong, who is running on the Slightly Silly ticket. And here's the result. Woman: Alan Jones... Cleese: Sensible Woman: ...9,112. Kevin Phillips Bong... Cleese: Slightly Silly Woman: Nought. Tarquin Fin-tim-lin-bin-whin-bim-lim bus stop F'tang F'tang Ol? Biscuitbarrel... Cleese: Silly Woman: 12,441. (applause) Cleese: Well there you have it, the first result of the election as the Silly Party take Luton. Norman. Palin: Well this is a very significant result. Luton, normally a very sensible constituency with a high proportion of people who aren't a bit silly, has gone completely ga-ga. Cleese: And we've just heard that James Gilbert has with him the winning Silly candidate at Luton. Idle: Tarquin, are you pleased with this result? Palin: Ho yus, me old beauty, I should say so. (Silly noises including a goat bleating). Cleese: And do we have the swing at Luton? Chapman: Er... no. Cleese: (pause) Right, well I can't add anything to that. Colin? Idle: Can I just say that this is the second time I've been on television? Cleese: No, I'm sorry there isn't time, we're just about to get another result. Palin: And this one is from Harpenden Southeast. A very interesting constituency this: in addition to the official Silly candidate there is an unofficial Very Silly candidate, in the slab of concrete, and he could well split the silly vote here at Harpenden Southeast. Jones: Mrs Elsie Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz... Cleese: Silly Jones: 26,317 (applause). Jeanette Walker... Cleese: Sensible Jones: 26,318... Cleese: Very close! Jones: Malcolm Peter Brian Telescope Adrian Blackpool Rock Stoatgobbler John Raw Vegetable Brrroooo Norman Michael (rings bell) (blows whistle) Edward (sounds car horn) (does train impersonation) (sounds buzzer) Thomas Moo... (sings) "We'll keep a welcome in the..." (fires gun) William (makes silly noise) "Raindrops keep falling on my" (weird noise) "Don't sleep in the subway" (cuckoo cuckoo) Naaoooo... Smith. Cleese: Very Silly Jones: ...two. Cleese: Well there you have it, a Sensible gain at Harpenden with the Silly vote being split. Palin: And we've just heard from Luton that Tony Stratton-Smith has with him there the unsuccessful Slightly Silly candidate, Kevin Phillips Bong. Idle: Kevin Phillips Bong. You polled no votes at all. Not a sausage. Bugger all. Are you at all disappointed with this performance? Neil Innes: Not at all. As I always say: Climb every mountain Ford every stream, Follow every by-way, Till you find your dream. (Sings) A dream that will last All the love you can give Every day of your life For as long as you live. All together now! Climb every mountain Ford every stream... Cleese: A very brave Kevin Phillips Bong there. Norman. Palin: And I've just heard from Luton that my aunt is ill. Possibly gastro-enteritis, possibly just catarrh. Gerald. Cleese: Right. Er, Colin? Idle: Can I just say that I'll never appear on television again? Cleese: No I'm sorry, there isn't time, we have to pick up a few results you may have missed. A little pink pussy-cat has taken Barrow-in-Furness -- that's a gain from the Liberals there. Rastus Odinga Odinga has taken Wolverhampton Southwest, that's Enoch Powell's old constituency -- an important gain there for Darkie Power. Arthur Negus has held Bristols -- that's not a result, that's just a piece of gossip. Sir Alec Douglas Home has taken Oldham for the Stone Dead party. A small piece of putty about that big, a cheese mechanic from Dunbar and two frogs -- one called Kipper the other not -- have all gone "Ni ni ni ni ni ni!" in Blackpool Central. And so it's beginning to look like a Silly landslide, and with the prospect of five more years' Silly government facing us we... Oh I don't want to do this any more, I'm bored! Palin: He's right you know, it is a bloody waste of time. Chapman: Absolute waste of time. Palin: I wanted to be a gynaecologist... Edited March 17, 2004 by Fett the Escapist Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Andy 60 Posted March 17, 2004 hehehe That's a great sketch. Haven't seen it for a while... They never re-run good programmes.... :( Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Roethlisberger 0 Posted March 18, 2004 (edited) Monty Python's Flying Circus Dead Parrot The cast: MR. PRALINE John Cleese SHOP OWNER Michael Palin The sketch: (A customer, Mr. Praline, enters a pet shop.) Mr. Praline: 'Ello, I wish to register a complaint. (The owner does not respond.) Mr. Praline: 'Ello, Miss? Owner: What do you mean "miss"? Mr. Praline: (pause) I'm sorry, I have a cold. I wish to make a complaint! Owner: We're closin' for lunch. Mr. Praline: Never mind that, my lad. I wish to complain about this parrot what I purchased not half an hour ago from this very boutique. Owner: Oh yes, the, uh, the Norwegian Blue...What's,uh...What's wrong with it? Mr. Praline: I'll tell you what's wrong with it, my lad. 'E's dead, that's what's wrong with it! Owner: No, no, 'e's uh,...he's resting. Mr. Praline: Look, matey, I know a dead parrot when I see one, and I'm looking at one right now. Owner: No no he's not dead, he's, he's restin'! Remarkable bird, the Norwegian Blue, idn'it, ay? Beautiful plumage! Mr. Praline: The plumage don't enter into it. It's stone dead. Owner: Nononono, no, no! 'E's resting! Mr. Praline: All right then, if he's restin', I'll wake him up! (shouting at the cage) 'Ello, Mister Polly Parrot! I've got a lovely fresh cuttle fish for you if you show... (owner hits the cage) Owner: There, he moved! Mr. Praline: No, he didn't, that was you hitting the cage! Owner: I never!! Mr. Praline: Yes, you did! Owner: I never, never did anything... Mr. Praline: (yelling and hitting the cage repeatedly) 'ELLO POLLY!!!!! Testing! Testing! Testing! Testing! This is your nine o'clock alarm call! (Takes parrot out of the cage and thumps its head on the counter. Throws it up in the air and watches it plummet to the floor.) Mr. Praline: Now that's what I call a dead parrot. Owner: No, no.....No, 'e's stunned! Mr. Praline: STUNNED?!? Owner: Yeah! You stunned him, just as he was wakin' up! Norwegian Blues stun easily, major. Mr. Praline: Um...now look...now look, mate, I've definitely 'ad enough of this. That parrot 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 shagged out following a prolonged squawk. Owner: Well, he's...he's, ah...probably pining for the fjords. Mr. Praline: PININ' for the FJORDS?!?!?!? What kind of talk is that?, look, why did he fall flat on his back the moment I got 'im home? Owner: The Norwegian Blue prefers keepin' on it's back! Remarkable bird, id'nit, squire? Lovely plumage! Mr. Praline: Look, I took the liberty of examining that parrot when I got it home, and I discovered the only reason that it had been sitting on its perch in the first place was that it had been NAILED there. (pause) Owner: Well, o'course it was nailed there! If I hadn't nailed that bird down, it would have nuzzled up to those bars, bent 'em apart with its beak, and VOOM! Feeweeweewee! Mr. Praline: "VOOM"?!? Mate, this bird wouldn't "voom" if you put four million volts through it! 'E's bleedin' demised! Owner: No no! 'E's pining! Mr. Praline: 'E's not pinin'! 'E's passed on! This parrot is no more! He 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 'im to the perch 'e'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-PARROT!! (pause) Owner: 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 parrots. Mr. Praline: I see. I see, I get the picture. Owner: (pause) I got a slug. (pause) Mr. Praline: Pray, does it talk? Owner: Nnnnot really. Mr. Praline: WELL IT'S HARDLY A BLOODY REPLACEMENT, IS IT?!!???!!? Owner: N-no, I guess not. (gets ashamed, looks at his feet) Mr. Praline: Well. (pause) Owner: (quietly) D'you.... d'you want to come back to my place? Mr. Praline: (looks around) Yeah, all right, sure. Alternate ending: Mr. Praline: (sweet as sugar) Pray, does it talk? Owner: Nnnnot really. Mr. Praline: WELL IT'S HARDLY A BLOODY REPLACEMENT, IS IT?!!???!!? Owner: Look, if you go to my brother's pet shop in Bolton, he'll replace the parrot for you. Mr. Praline: Bolton, eh? Very well. (The customer leaves.) (The customer enters the same pet shop. The owner is putting on a false moustache.) Mr. Praline: This is Bolton, is it? Owner: (with a fake mustache) No, it's Ipswitch. Mr. Praline: (looking at the camera) That's inter-city rail for you. (Mr Praine goes to the train station. He addresses a man standing behind a desk marked "Complaints".) Mr. Praline: I wish to complain, British-Railways Person. Attendant: I DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS JOB, YOU KNOW!!! Mr. Praline: I beg your pardon...? Attendant: I'm a qualified brain surgeon! I only do this job because I like being my own boss! Mr. Praline: Excuse me, this is irrelevant, isn't it? Attendant: Yeah, well it's not easy to pad these python files out to 150 lines, you know. Mr. Praline: Well, I wish to complain. I got on the Bolton train and found myself deposited here in Ipswitch. Attendant: No, this is Bolton. Mr. Praline: (to the camera) The pet shop man's brother was lying!! Attendant: Can't blame British Rail for that. Mr. Praline: In that case, I shall return to the pet shop! (He does.) Mr. Praline: I understand this IS Bolton. Owner: (still with the fake mustache) Yes? Mr. Praline: You told me it was Ipswitch! Owner: ...It was a pun. Mr. Praline: (pause) A PUN?!? Owner: No, no...not a pun...What's that thing that spells the same backwards as forwards? Mr. Praline: (Long pause) A palindrome...? Owner: Yeah, that's it! Mr. Praline: It's not a palindrome! The palindrome of "Bolton" would be "Notlob"!! It don't work!! Owner: Well, what do you want? Mr. Praline: I'm not prepared to pursue my line of inquiry any longer as I think this is getting too silly! Edited March 18, 2004 by Fett the Escapist Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tsl 7 Posted March 18, 2004 Yessss! I love that sketch! Why oh why did they quit playing that show on PBS?!! :cry: Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Roethlisberger 0 Posted March 19, 2004 The Spanish Inquisition The cast: MAN Graham Chapman WOMAN Carol Cleveland CARDINAL XIMINEZ Michael Palin CARDINAL BIGGLES Terry Jones CARDINAL FANG Terry Gillam The sketch: Man: Trouble at mill. Woman: Oh no - what kind of trouble? Man: One on't cross beams gone owt askew on treddle. Woman: Pardon? Man: One on't cross beams gone owt askew on treddle. Woman: I don't understand what you're saying. Man: (slightly irritatedly and with exaggeratedly clear accent) One of the cross beams has gone out askew on the treadle. Woman: Well what on earth does that mean? Man: *I* don't know - Mr Wentworth just told me to come in here and say that there was trouble at the mill, that's all - I didn't expect a kind of Spanish Inquisition. (JARRING CHORD - The door flies open and Cardinal Ximinez of Spain enters, flanked by two junior cardinals. Cardinal Biggles has goggles pushed over his forehead. Cardinal Fang is just Cardinal Fang) Ximinez: NOBODY expects the Spanish Inquisition! Our chief weapon is suprise...surprise and fear...fear and surprise.... Our two weapons are fear and surprise...and ruthless efficiency.... Our *three* weapons are fear, surprise, and ruthless efficiency...and an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope.... Our *four*...no... *Amongst* our weapons.... Amongst our weaponry...are such elements as fear, surprise.... I'll come in again. (Exit and exeunt) Man: I didn't expect a kind of Spanish Inquisition. (JARRING CHORD - The cardinals burst in) Ximinez: NOBODY expects the Spanish Inquisition! Amongst our weaponry are such diverse elements as: fear, surprise, ruthless efficiency, an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope, and nice red uniforms - Oh damn! (To Cardinal Biggles) I can't say it - you'll have to say it. Biggles: What? Ximinez: You'll have to say the bit about 'Our chief weapons are ...' Biggles: (rather horrified) I couldn't do that... (Ximinez bundles the cardinals outside again) Man: I didn't expect a kind of Spanish Inquisition. (JARRING CHORD - The cardinals enter) Biggles: Er.... Nobody...um.... Ximinez: Expects... Biggles: Expects... Nobody expects the...um...the Spanish...um... Ximinez: Inquisition. Biggles: I know, I know! Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition. In fact, those who do expect - Ximinez: Our chief weapons are... Biggles: Our chief weapons are...um...er... Ximinez: Surprise... Biggles: Surprise and -- Ximinez: Okay, stop. Stop. Stop there - stop there. Stop. Phew! Ah! ...our chief weapons are surprise...blah blah blah. Cardinal, read the charges. Fang: You are hereby charged that you did on diverse dates commit heresy against the Holy Church. 'My old man said follow the--' Biggles: That's enough. (To woman) Now, how do you plead? Woman: We're innocent. Ximinez: Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! (Superimposed caption: 'DIABOLICAL LAUGHTER') Biggles: We'll soon change your mind about that! (Superimposed caption: 'DIABOLICAL ACTING') Ximinez: Fear, surprise, and a most ruthless-- (controls himself with a supreme effort) Ooooh! Now, Cardinal -- the rack! (Biggles produces a plastic-coated dish-drying rack. Ximinez looks at it and clenches his teeth in an effort not to lose control. He hums heavily to cover his anger) Ximinez: You....Right! Tie her down. (Fang and Biggles make a pathetic attempt to tie her on to the drying rack) Ximinez: Right! How do you plead? Woman: Innocent. Ximinez: Ha! Right! Cardinal, give the rack (oh dear) give the rack a turn. (Biggles stands their awkwardly and shrugs his shoulders) Biggles: I.... Ximinez: (gritting his teeth) I *know*, I know you can't. I didn't want to say anything. I just wanted to try and ignore your crass mistake. Biggles: I... Ximinez: It makes it all seem so stupid. Biggles: Shall I...? Ximinez: No, just pretend for God's sake. Ha! Ha! Ha! (Biggles turns an imaginary handle on the side of the rack. The doorbell rings. the man detaches himself from scene and answers it. Outside there is a dapper BBC man with a suit and a beard, slightly arty.) (Sketch continues into...) Uncle Ted (The Spanish Inquisition Part II) The cast: DEAR OLD LADY Marjorie Wilde YOUNG LADY Carol Cleveland VOICE OVER John Cleese CARDINAL XIMINEZ Michael Palin CARDINAL BIGGLES Terry Jones CARDINAL FANG Terry Gillam The sketch: (Cut to snapshot of same still which is being held by a dear old lady. Pull out to reveal she is sitting with a large photo album on her knees, lovingly extracting photos from the pile on top of the album and passing them to her friend sitting on the same settee. Her friend is a young lady, who tears up the photos as they are handed to her. The dear old lady is in a world of her own and does not notice.) Dear Old Lady: This is Uncle Ted in front of the house. (she hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up) This is Uncle Ted at the back of the house. (she hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up) And this is Uncle Ted at the side of the house. (she hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up) This is Uncle Ted, back again at the front of the house, but you can see the side of the house. (she hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up) And this is Uncle Ted even nearer the side of the house, but you can still see the front. (she hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up) This is the back of the house, with Uncle Ted coming round the side to the front. (she hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up) And this is the Spanish Inquisition hiding behind the coal shed. (Friend takes it with the first sign of real interest.) Young Lady: Oh! I didn't expect the Spanish Inquisition. (Jarring chord The door flies open and Ximinez, Biggles and Fang enter.) Ximinez: Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition! (Cut to film: moving over Brengel drawing of tortures; epic film music.) Voice Over: (and caption on screen) 'IN THE EARLY YEARS OF THE SIXTEENTH CENTURY, TO COMBAT THE RISING TIDE OF RELIGIOUS UNORTHODOXY, THE POPE GAVE CARDINAL XIMINEZ OF SPAIN LEAVE TO MOVE WITHOUT LET OR HINDRANCE THROUGHOUT THE LAND, IN A REIGN OF VIOLENCE, TERROR AND TORTURE THAT MAKES A SMASHING FILM. THIS WAS THE SPANISH INQUISITION . . .' (Torchlit dungeon. We hear clanging Bootsteps. Shadows on the Grille. The Bootsteps stop and keys jangle. The great door creaks open and Ximinez walks in and looks round approvingly. Fang and Biggles enter behind pushing in the dear old lady. They chain her to the wall.) Ximinez: Now, old woman! You are accused of heresy on three counts. Heresy by thought, heresy by word, heresy by deed, and heresy by action. Four counts. Do you confess? Old Lady: I don't understand what I'm accused of. Ximinez: Ha! Then we'll make you understand! Biggles! Fetch...THE CUSHIONS! (JARRING CHORD - Biggles holds out two ordinary modern household cushions) Biggles: Here they are, lord. Ximinez: Now, old lady -- you have one last chance. Confess the heinous sin of heresy, reject the works of the ungodly -- *two* last chances. And you shall be free -- *three* last chances. You have three last chances, the nature of which I have divulged in my previous utterance. Old Lady: I don't know what you're talking about. Ximinez: Right! If that's the way you want it -- Cardinal! Poke her with the soft cushions! (Biggles carries out this rather pathetic torture) Ximinez: Confess! Confess! Confess! Biggles: It doesn't seem to be hurting her, lord. Ximinez: Have you got all the stuffing up one end? Biggles: Yes, lord. Ximinez: (angrily hurling away the cushions) Hm! She is made of harder stuff! Cardinal Fang! Fetch...THE COMFY CHAIR! (JARRING CHORD - Zoom into Fang's horrified face) Fang: (terrified) The...Comfy Chair? (Biggles pushes in a comfy chair -- a really plush one) Ximinez: So you think you are strong because you can survive the soft cushions. Well, we shall see. Biggles! Put her in the Comfy Chair! (They roughly push her into the Comfy Chair) Ximinez: (with a cruel leer) Now -- you will stay in the Comfy Chair until lunch time, with only a cup of coffee at eleven. (aside, to Biggles) Is that really all it is? Biggles: Yes, lord. Ximinez: I see. I suppose we make it worse by shouting a lot, do we? Confess, woman. Confess! Confess! Confess! Confess! Biggles: I confess! Ximinez: Not you! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Radioactive Isotope 29 Posted March 19, 2004 (edited) Random Fremen: They say the price on your head keeps going up. Stilgar: Then I say: send men to sumon worms and let us go collect it. w00! go Stil! :D Edited March 19, 2004 by Firefly Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Roethlisberger 0 Posted March 19, 2004 (edited) From Deconstructing Harry: Man: May you pass the fish? Wife: Why don't you eat the meat? Man: Since when do I eat meat? Wife: Maybe for 30 years. Man: Why are you so suspicious lately? Wife: I heard that you killed your first wife and kids and a neighbor with an axe! Then you chopped them up and ate them! Man: So what are you making such a fuss? Wife: You ate them! Man: Big deal. Some bury. Some burn. I ate. Edited March 19, 2004 by Fett the Escapist Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Ender 8 Posted March 19, 2004 Fett- the Mel Brooks version was better. ;) Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Roethlisberger 0 Posted March 19, 2004 It was Woody Allen. :p Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Roethlisberger 0 Posted March 21, 2004 Conan O'Brien (apologizing to the people of Quebec): People of Quebec, I'm sorry. Translator (into French): Les gens de Qu?bec, je suis un ?ne albinos (People of Quebec, I'm an albino jackass) Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tsl 7 Posted March 25, 2004 From the Rockford Files: Rocky: "Look at that cut, two inches to the right you'd be missin' that eye." Jim: "Well, look at this way, Rocky, two inches to the left he would've missed me completely." Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Drake 53 Posted March 27, 2004 A comedian on Conan O'Brien: When I was in highschool, I was in the French club. A few times during the year, we would surrender to the German club. :p Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Radioactive Isotope 29 Posted March 27, 2004 *snicker* and on that note: *picks up a white napkin and starts waving it around* look, guys. it's the French flag! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
chozen 1 Posted March 27, 2004 Thou shalt like to remind thy GB citizens of rule number 6: Thou shalt respect the views of other posters! We live in a diverse world. Respect members' rights to have their own opinion and they will respect yours. Thou shalt be going downstairs now to get thyself a drink of milk.. :p Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Ender 8 Posted March 27, 2004 "Cowards die many times before their deaths. The valiant never taste of death but once." --From Julius Caesar I hated that play, but that's a good quote... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Radioactive Isotope 29 Posted March 27, 2004 yeah, that one wasn't one of Shakespeare's better efforts. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
chozen 1 Posted March 27, 2004 Shakespeare's good.. There all pretty decent.. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Radioactive Isotope 29 Posted March 27, 2004 depends on the teacher, i guess. i wasn't too fond of Romeo and Juliet either. now, Taming of the Shrew was awesome! :D Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
chozen 1 Posted March 27, 2004 I'm not immensely fond of any one of Shakespeare's plays.. But his occasional lines, as ender pointed out, are brilliant.. If that makes sense. Sonner 130 is very funny. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Radioactive Isotope 29 Posted March 27, 2004 it does. i'm looking forward to next year when we read Othello, King Leer, and/or McBeth. i hear McBeth is pretty good. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
chozen 1 Posted March 27, 2004 MacBeth is okay, Othello is great. Haven't studied/read King Leer.. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Ender 8 Posted March 27, 2004 I liked MacBeth a lot... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Roethlisberger 0 Posted March 27, 2004 I liked Caesar, MacBeth, King Lear, Othello and Hamlet, but hated R&J and most of his comedies. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
