pure science with a splash of black cat

God I love this show

I forgot how great this sketch is. “Scissors cut everything, don’t they?” “Not stone, sir.” “They’re very good scissors!”

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Talking about Terry Gilliam

John: “He’s not very good with words. Big American. He’s got a very small vocabulary, which largely consists of two phrases. One is: *American accent* ‘Yeh, yeah, I really like that.’ And the other is: *American accent* ‘Yeah, it really pisses me off.’ And life is divided for Terry in these two clear and distinct categories. Things that he *American accent* really likes and things that *American accent* pisses him off.”

Graham: “He can make strange sounds. But he hasn’t quite learned how to talk yet. He has this relatively small vocabulary, I suppose. He says ‘bunch’ a lot. When he means ‘a lot’ a lot. When we were flying over… We had done a tour in Canada and we were flying over the great lakes. And Terry looked out of the window and said:  ‘Hey, you guys. A whole bunch of water.’ Which really sums Terry up, I think.”

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prince-herbert:

These two are perfect, I swear.

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I think this was my favorite part

The Pythons Recording ‘A Liar’s Autobiography’

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Yeah, that doesn’t sound completely bizarre. And interesting!

stop-for-tacos:

We were flying over the Great Lakes and Terry looked out of the window and said, “Hey, you guys, a whole bunch of water.”
Which really sums Terry up, I think.

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I remember not being particularly interested in the debate about titles and wouldn’t have minded if the programme had been called Lizard in that the contents of the programme were more important than the title. Had I given up medicine for such trivia?

G. Chapman: I still like ‘Owl-Stretching Time’. (Of course, it was my idea.)
T. Jones: Wheenh eheenh enehweech (and lots of noises only the Welsh can make.) I still like ‘A Horse, A Bucket and a Spoon’. (His suggestion.)
J. Cleese: Look, you Welsh git, we discarded that about two hours ago.
T. Jones: Fucking hell. (Throwing papers to the floor.) Aren’t we able to talk about things?
J. Cleese: Yes, but do we have to go on and on and on about it in such a high pitched voice?
T. Jones: Wheennh, wheenh…(J. Cleese guffaws like a barrister having made his point. This winds T. Jones up to near violence.) Of course I go on and on about it. It’s fucking important.
J. Cleese (patronizingly): Terry, would you or would you not say that the rest of us have already agreed that we don’t like it?
A heavy glass ashtray is flung across the room, narrowly missing J. Cleese. Characteristic of his temperament, T. Jones calms down instantly, having vented his spleen on inanimate objects.
G. Chapman: I still like ‘Owl-Stretching Time’.
M. Palin: No, I’ve gone off that a bit. I prefer ‘Sex and Violence’. But I do think Terry’s got a point about ‘A Horse, A Bucket and A Spoon’.
J. Cleese: Oh, come off it…

And so it was decided to call it Monty Python’s Flying Circus.

williammiller:

I love that they still have so much fun together. And that they still find Michael so hee-larious. (Because he was the one causing all of this).

I’m pretty well convinced that they all have a crush on him.