Animated sequence then leads to:   




Interior smooth-looking office. Mr. Feldman behind a desk, Mr. Martin in front of it. Both point to a sign on the desk: 'Life Insurance Ltd'.   


Martin: (E.I.) Good morning. I've been in touch with you about the, er, life insurance...   


Feldman: (J.C.) Ah yes, did you bring the um ... the specimen of your um ... and so on, and so on?   


Martin: Yes I did. It's in the car. There's rather a lot.   


Feldman: Good, good.   


Martin: Do you really need twelve gallons?   


Feldman: No, no, not really.   


Martin: Do you test it?   


Feldman: No.   


Martin: Well, why do you want it?   


Feldman: Well, we do it to make sure that you're serious about wanting insurance, I mean, if you're not, you won't spend a couple of months filling up that enormous churn with mmm, so on and so on...   


Martin: Shall I bring it in?   


Feldman: Good Lord no. Throw it away.   


Martin: Throw it away? I was months filling that thing up.   


The sound of the National Anthem starts. They stand to attention. Martin and Feldman mutter to each other, and we hear a reverential voice over.   


Voice Over: (M.P.) And we've just heard that Her Majesty the Queen has just tuned into this programme and so she is now watching this royal sketch here in this royal set. The actor on the left is wearing the great grey suit of the BBC wardrobe department and the other actor is ... about to deliver the first great royal joke here this royal evening.  


The camera pans, Martin following it part way, to show the camera crew and the audience, all standing to attention  


Over to the fight you can see the royal cameraman, and behind... Oh, we've just heard she's switched over. She's watching the 'News at Ten'.   


Cries of disappointment. Cut to Reggie Bosanquet (the real one) at the 'News at Ten' set. He is reading.   


Reggie: ... despite the union's recommendation that the strikers should accept the second and third clauses of the agreement arrived at last Thursday. (the National Anthem starts to play in the background and Reggie stands, continuing to read) Today saw the publication of the McGuffie Commission's controversial report on treatment of in-patients in north London hospitals.   


A hospital: a sign above door says 'Intensive Care Unit'. A group of heavily bandaged patients with crutches, legs and arms in plaster, etc., struggle out and onto a courtyard.   


First Doctor: (J.C.) Get on parade! Come on! We haven't got all day, have we? Come on, come on, come on. (the patients painfully get themselves into line) Hurry up ... right! Now, I know some hospitals where you get the patients lying around in bed. Sleeping, resting, recuperating, convalescing. Well, that's not the way we do things here, right! No, you won't be loafing about in bed wasting the doctors' time. You - you horrible little cripple. What's the matter with you?   

 Hospital patient   

Patient: (M.P.) Fractured tibia, sergeant.   


First Doctor: 'Fractured tibia, sergeant'? 'Fractured tibia, sergeant'? Ooh. Proper little mummy's boy, aren't we? Well, I'll tell you something, my fine friend, if you fracture a tibia here you keep quiet about it! Look at him! (looks more closely) He's broken both his arms and he don't go shouting about it, do he? No! 'Cos he's a man (cut to patient who is shaking their head) he's a woman, you see, so don't come that broken tibia talk with me. Get on at the double. One, two, three, pick that crutch up, pick that crutch right up.   


The patient hobbles off at the double and falls over.   


Patient: Aaargh!   


First Doctor: Right, squad, 'shun! Squad, right turn. Squad, by the left, quick limp! Come on, pick 'em up. Get some air in those wounds.   


Cut to second doctor. He is smoking a cigar.   


Second Doctor: (E.I.) (to camera) Here at St Pooves, we believe in ART - Active Recuperation Techniques. We try to help the patient understand that however ill he may be, he can still fulfill a useful role in society. Sun lounge please, Mr. Griffiths.   


Pull back to show doctor sitting in a wheelchair. A bandaged patient wheels him off.   


Patient: I've got a triple fracture of the right leg, dislocated collar bone and multiple head injuries, so I do most of the heavy work, like helping the surgeon.   


Interviewer's Voice: (E.I.) What does that involve?   


Patient: Well, at the moment we're building him a holiday home.   


Interviewer's Voice: What about the nurses?   


Patient: Well, I don't know about them. They're not allowed to mix with the patients.   


Interviewer's Voice: Do all the patients work?   


Patient: No, no, the ones that are really ill do sport.   


Cut to bandaged patients on a cross-country run.   


Voice Over: Yes, one thing patients here dread are the runs.   


The patients climb over a fence with much difficulty. One falls.   


Interviewer's Voice: How are you feeling?   


Other Patient: (G.C.) Much better.   


Shots of patients doing sporting acivities.   


Voice Over: (M.P.) But patients are allowed visiting. And this week they're visiting an iron foundry at Swindon, which is crying out for unskilled labour. ('Dr Kildare' theme music; shot - doctors being manicured having shoes cleaned etc. by patients) But this isn't the only hospital where doctors' conditions are improving.   


Sign on wall: 'St Nathan's Hospital For Young, Attractive Girls Who Aren't Particularly Ill'. Pan down to a doctor.   


Third Doctor: (T.J.) Er, very little shortage of doctors here. We have over forty doctors per bed - er, patient. Oh, be honest. Bed.   


Sign: 'St Gandalf's Hospital For Very Rich People Who Like Giving Doctors Lots Of Money'. Pull back to show another doctor.   


Fourth Doctor: (G.C.) We've every facility here for dealing with people who are rich. We can deal with a blocked purse, we can drain private accounts and in the worst cases we can perform a total cashectomy, which is total removal of all moneys from the patient.   


Sign: 'St Michael's Hospital For Linkmen'. Pan down to doctor.   


Fifth Doctor: (J.C.) Well, here we try to help people who have to link sketches together. We try to stop them saying 'Have you ever wondered what it would be like if' and instead say something like um... er... 'And now the mountaineering sketch'.   

 Exploding Blue Danube   

Cut to a mountaineer hanging on ropes on steep mountain face.   


Mountaineer: (G.C.) I haven't written a mountaineering sketch.   


Superimposed Caption: 'LINK'   


Mountaineer: But now over to the exploding version of the 'Blue Danube'.   


Cut to an orchestra in a field playing the 'Blue Danube'. On each musical phrase, a member of the orchestra explodes. Fade to pitch darkness.  



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