Boom Shanka
My FAVOURITE (at least today) piece of dialogue from The Young Ones. Ahhhhh. ^__^
Neil: Guys, guys, guys, I think I've solved our money problem. I'm writing to my bank manager. See what you think. [reads from his letter] Dear Bank Manager...
Mike: Yeah?
Neil: Well, that's it. I'm quite pleased with it so far, though.
Mike: Oh, well, it's a strong opening, certainly.
Vyvyan: I don't like the "Dear". Sounds a bit too much like, "will you go to bed with me?"
Neil: Well spoken, Vyvyan. What do you think instead?
Vyvyan: Uh, what about "Darling"? [everybody nods]
Neil: [writing] Darling Bank Manager...
Rick: No, no, no, no, no, not "Bank Manager", it's far too crawly bum-lick! Tell it like it is, put "Fascist Bullyboy"!
Neil: Darling Fascist Bullyboy...
Mike: That's nice, yes, so far so good. So what do you want to say?
NEIL: Well, basically, I want to ask him if I can have, like, an extension on my overdraft, but I know there must be a better way of putting it than that.
Mike: Well, what about, "Give me some more money"?
Vyvyan: ..."You bastard!"
Neil: Don't you think that's a bit strong?
Mike: Ah, Neil, people like that respect strength.
Neil: Yeah, you're right. Uh, Darling Fascist Bullyboy, Give me some more money, you bastard... Uh... Love, Neil.
Vyvyan: Not "Love, Neil"! That sounds far too much like, "Come and get it like a bitch-funky sex machine!"
Neil: Yeah, you're right...Uh, what about, "Yours sincerely"?
Rick: Oh, come off it, Neil. If you're going to be that sycophantic, why don't you go 'round there now and stick your tongue straight down the back of his trousers?!?
Neil: Oh, look, I know, I know, why not "Boom Shanka"?
Mike: That's hard to tell, Neil. What does it mean?
Neil: It means, "May the seed of your loins be fruitful in the belly of your woman."
Rick: Ah-ha! And what makes you think your bank manager's a man?
Neil: Uh... His beard.
Mike: He'll never understand "Boom Shanka", you'll have to write the whole thing out.
Neil: Right, okay, here we go.
Darling Fascist Bullyboy, Give me some more money, you bastard. May the seed of your loins be fruitful in the belly of your woman. Neil.
Rick: Well if that doesn't work, I don't know what will.
--From the episode "Cash"
Neil: Guys, guys, guys, I think I've solved our money problem. I'm writing to my bank manager. See what you think. [reads from his letter] Dear Bank Manager...
Mike: Yeah?
Neil: Well, that's it. I'm quite pleased with it so far, though.
Mike: Oh, well, it's a strong opening, certainly.
Vyvyan: I don't like the "Dear". Sounds a bit too much like, "will you go to bed with me?"
Neil: Well spoken, Vyvyan. What do you think instead?
Vyvyan: Uh, what about "Darling"? [everybody nods]
Neil: [writing] Darling Bank Manager...
Rick: No, no, no, no, no, not "Bank Manager", it's far too crawly bum-lick! Tell it like it is, put "Fascist Bullyboy"!
Neil: Darling Fascist Bullyboy...
Mike: That's nice, yes, so far so good. So what do you want to say?
NEIL: Well, basically, I want to ask him if I can have, like, an extension on my overdraft, but I know there must be a better way of putting it than that.
Mike: Well, what about, "Give me some more money"?
Vyvyan: ..."You bastard!"
Neil: Don't you think that's a bit strong?
Mike: Ah, Neil, people like that respect strength.
Neil: Yeah, you're right. Uh, Darling Fascist Bullyboy, Give me some more money, you bastard... Uh... Love, Neil.
Vyvyan: Not "Love, Neil"! That sounds far too much like, "Come and get it like a bitch-funky sex machine!"
Neil: Yeah, you're right...Uh, what about, "Yours sincerely"?
Rick: Oh, come off it, Neil. If you're going to be that sycophantic, why don't you go 'round there now and stick your tongue straight down the back of his trousers?!?
Neil: Oh, look, I know, I know, why not "Boom Shanka"?
Mike: That's hard to tell, Neil. What does it mean?
Neil: It means, "May the seed of your loins be fruitful in the belly of your woman."
Rick: Ah-ha! And what makes you think your bank manager's a man?
Neil: Uh... His beard.
Mike: He'll never understand "Boom Shanka", you'll have to write the whole thing out.
Neil: Right, okay, here we go.
Darling Fascist Bullyboy, Give me some more money, you bastard. May the seed of your loins be fruitful in the belly of your woman. Neil.
Rick: Well if that doesn't work, I don't know what will.
--From the episode "Cash"