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Monty Python's Life of Brian Angels' Choir [Sort of a Chant to the Star of Bethlehem] Brian Uhuhlk! Gaspar Hrmhrm! Mother falling off stool [Crash] Mother Uhooh! Who are you? Gaspar We are three wise men. Mother What? Melchior We are three wise men. Mother Well, what are you doing creeping under a couch at two o'clock in the morning? That doesn't sound very wise to me. Balthasar We are astrologists. Melchior We have come from the East. Mother Is this some kind of joke? Gaspar We wish to praise the infant. Melchior We must pay a homage to him. Mother Homage? You're all drunk! It's disgusting! Out! Come on, out! Gaspar No... Mother Barge in here with tales about all the ancient fortune-tellers. Come on, out! Gaspar No, no, we must see him! Mother Go and praise someone else's brat! Go on! Melchior We...we were led by a star! Mother Led by a bottle more like! Go on, out! Melchior Well, well, we must see him, we have brought presents! Mother Out! Gaspar Gold, frankincense, myrrh! Mother Well, why didn't you say? He's over there. Sorry the place is a...bit of a mess. Well, what is myrrh anyway? Balthasar It is a valuable balm. Mother A balm?! What are you giving him a balm for? It might bite him! Balthasar What? Mother That's a dangerous animal! Quick, throw it in the trough! Melchior No, it isn't! Mother Yes, it is! It's great big uhug... Gaspar No, no, no, it is an ointment. Mother Oh, well, there is an animal called a balm, or did I dream it? So you're astrologists, are you?

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Monty Python's Life of Brian

Angels' Choir [Sort of a Chant to the Star of Bethlehem]

Brian Uhuhlk!

Gaspar Hrmhrm!

Mother falling off stool [Crash]

Mother Uhooh! Who are you?

Gaspar We are three wise men.

Mother What?

Melchior We are three wise men.

Mother Well, what are you doing creeping under a couch at two o'clock in the morning? That doesn't sound very wise to me.

Balthasar We are astrologists.

Melchior We have come from the East.

Mother Is this some kind of joke?

Gaspar We wish to praise the infant.

Melchior We must pay a homage to him.

Mother Homage? You're all drunk! It's disgusting! Out! Come on, out!

Gaspar No...

Mother Barge in here with tales about all the ancient fortune-tellers. Come on, out!

Gaspar No, no, we must see him!

Mother Go and praise someone else's brat! Go on!

Melchior We...we were led by a star!

Mother Led by a bottle more like! Go on, out!

Melchior Well, well, we must see him, we have brought presents!

Mother Out!

Gaspar Gold, frankincense, myrrh!

Mother Well, why didn't you say? He's over there. Sorry the place is a...bit of a mess. Well, what is myrrh anyway?

Balthasar It is a valuable balm.

Mother A balm?! What are you giving him a balm for? It might bite him!

Balthasar What?

Mother That's a dangerous animal! Quick, throw it in the trough!

Melchior No, it isn't!

Mother Yes, it is! It's great big uhug...

Gaspar No, no, no, it is an ointment.

Mother Oh, well, there is an animal called a balm, or did I dream it? So you're astrologists, are you? Well, what is he then?

Gaspar Hm?

Mother What star-sign is he?

Gaspar Ehm...capricorn.

Mother Ah, capricorn, eh? What are they like?

Gaspar Oh, well, he's the son of God, ah, Messiah.

Melchior King of the Jews!

Mother And that's capricorn, is it?

Gaspar Ehm, no, no, no, that's just him!

Mother Oh, that's good to say, otherwise there'd be a lot of them. Snhff.

Melchior By what name are you calling him?

Mother Uhm, Brian.

All three wise men We worship you, oh Brian, who are lord over us all. Praise unto you, Brian, and to the Lord, our

father. Amen.

Mother Do you do a lot of this, then?

Gaspar What?

Mother This praising.

Gaspar No, no...no, no.

Mother Oh, well, ehm, if you're dropping by again, do pop in, huh. And thanks a lot for the gold and frankincense, ahm, but

don't worry too much about the myrrh the next time, all right? Huh. Thank you! Goodbye!

Hen Gdisk!

Mother Well, were they nice? Hm! Out of their bloody minds, but still, look at that! Hohoho...hear! Hear! Here, that...that's

mine! Hey! Hey, you could hate me, hey! Ourrgh!

Angel's Choir [Chant to Jesus Christ]

Brian Aiihaih!

Mother Shut up!

Mother's hand striking Brian [Smack]

Brian Aih!

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MONTY PYTHON'S

STARRING

AND

WRITTEN BY

GRAHAM CHAPMAN

JOHN CLEESE

TERRY GILLIAM

ERIC IDLE

TERRY JONES

MICHAEL PALIN

WITH

TERENCE BAYLOCK

CAROL CLEVELAND

KENNETH COLLEY

NEIL INNES

CHARLES McKEOLIN

GWEN TAYLOR

JOHN SOUND

SUE JONES-DAVIES

PETER BRETTY

JOHN CASE

CHRIS LANGHAM

CHRIS McLACHLAN

BERNARD McKENNA

AND

SPIKE MILLIGAN

---- of ---y

PETER BIZIOU

CAMERA OPERATOR

JOHN STAMER

1st ASSISTANT DIRECTOR JONATHAN BENSON

CONTINUITY

BRENDA LOADER

DUBBING MIXER

HUGH STRAIN

DUBBING EDITOR

JOHN FOSTER

EDITOR

JULIAN DOYLE

SOUND RECORDIST

GARTH MARSHALL

MAKE UP AND HAIRDRESSING

MAGGIE WESTON

ELAINE ----

COSTUME DEPARTMENTS

NICK EDE / BILL PIERCE

SUB CABLE / ZOULEIKHA KTARI

LEILA TURRI

PROPS DEPARTMENTS

PETER GRANT

ARTHUR WICKS

JOHN MARGETTS

GORDON PHILLIPS

GEOFFREY HARTMAN

DARRYL PATTERSON

MAKE UP AND HAIRDRESSING

DEPARTMENTS

SUSAN FREAR / KENTEAS BRINTE

DIANA WEBBER / FATMA LAZIEI

FAOUZIA CHOUEA

ART DEPARTMENTS

ASS. ART DIRECTORS

PRODUCTION BUYERS

JOHN BEARD

PETER DUNLOP

MOHAMMED ----

HASSINE SOUFI

CONSTRUCTION MANAGERS

ROBIN PATTERSON

LOTFI LAYOURNI

SET DRESSER

HASSIN SOUFI

COSTUME DESIGN

HAZEL PETHIG

AND

CHARLES KNODE

ART DIRECTOR

ROGER CHRISTIAN

ASSOCIATE PRODUCER

TIM HAMPTON

DESIGN

AND

ANIMATION

TERRY

GILLIAM

EXECUTIVE PRODUCERS

GEORGE HARRISON

AND DENIS O'BRIEN

PRODUCED

BY

JOHN

GOLDSTONE

DIRECTED

BY

TERRY

JONES

Female Singer:

Brian, the babe they called Brian,

he grew, he grew, and grew,

grew up to be, grew up to be,

a boy called Brian. A boy called Brian,

he had arms, and legs, and head, and feet,

the boy, whose name was Brian.

Man sleeping on cloud falling Aaargh!

Female Singer:

And he grew, he grew, grew, and grew,