Pickles Twaddle whispered to the man with the army of Cidermen. Gallowsbird But he’ s not a Scoucer. Scoucers have heads like turnips. Twaddle He will be soon. Leave the head problem to me. When I am finished with him his head will conform. Gallowsbird The Cidermen love turnips and mash. Twaddle Yes, Olaf: we shall see what can be done. Gallowsbird When they’ re real hungry they mix it into their scrumpy. Twaddle Yes, Olaf. But I don’ t think that particular meal will be found on the menu at the Horse and Hounds Hotel, where I normally dine with the better classes of this town. Pickles Basil Freeloader saw that the meeting was in danger of changing into a farce. He signalled to‘ his man in the crowd’ to put a, previously agreed, question to the little man with the fat ass. The man was a solicitor, and strangely enough, the same solicitor, Findlay Bottom, that Twaddle had been rebuked by previously. Bottom Mister Twaddle, how would you achieve the necessary majority for the Sleazer Party, to put your proposals into action, allowing for the fact your party is out-voted, in Council, by the loose coalition between the Dozer and Fencer Parties? Twaddle Quite simple-- set up a disenfranchisement fund. Bottom Hummmm-- Pardon me for speculating, but there may be those present whose command of the English language is not up to your own high standard; Miss Juggins- for one. Could you please clarify your last statement? Twaddle Pay the scrubbers-- say a tenner per head to stay at home on election day. Juggins I’ ll scrub yer wee house fer a tenner, Mister Marmalade Man. Twaddle Look here you old bag, I will have you to know, that my home is extensive. My house is set in idyllic surroundings in beautiful West Way and your scrawny old ass will never pass over its threshold. Juggins Put a wee surp o’ cider in that tin and I’ ll do it fer a quid. Pickles The lady with no obvious independent means compromised. Twaddle Put that old bitch, in your book as an Irish gypsy, Sergeant Gallowsbird. Gallowsbird But she’ s not an Irish Gypsy. Twaddle Then marry her off to that drake with the big drum and list her as Mrs Duck-Bill-Paddy-Puss. Gallowsbird How do you spell duck? Pong Excuse me, Your Grace! Pickles A‘ boy in the crowd’ put his hand up. Twaddle
Yes, young Sir?