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		<description><![CDATA[The first half of the clip features the enigma that is Zeppo. Opinion is divided as to whether he is an entirely superfluous member of the brothers or an entirely necessary everyman that allows the audience to connect with the madness of the other three. Off-screen, Zeppo was apparently a bit of a wag, even [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The first half of the clip features the enigma that is Zeppo. Opinion is divided as to whether he is an entirely superfluous member of the brothers or an entirely necessary everyman that allows the audience to connect with the madness of the other three. Off-screen, Zeppo was apparently a bit of a wag, even perhaps, the funniest of the brothers. He just never developed a comic persona.</p>
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		<title>Marx Brothers - Duck Soup script, part three</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Right, I&#8217;ve given up trying to match this up to the video clips. It&#8217;s really interesting to see how the film deviates so markedly from the original script. Parts of the script do appear, but many - such as lengthy scenes in which Harpo is chasing girls - seem to have been axed.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Right, I&#8217;ve given up trying to match this up to the video clips. It&#8217;s really interesting to see how the film deviates so markedly from the original script. Parts of the script do appear, but many - such as lengthy scenes in which Harpo is chasing girls - seem to have been axed.</p>
<p>Overall, my impression is that the final cut is miles better than the original script, which is pretty dull in places. </p>
<p>Note that Groucho&#8217;s character, Rufus  T. Firefly, was originally called Bob.</p>
<p>               As he dashes up the stairs, we CUT TO Harpo&#8230; riding along&#8230;</p>
<p>               A very attractive girl is coming along in the opposite<br />
               direction.  As she approaches Harpo, he toots his horn to<br />
               attract her attention, she throws him a indignant look and<br />
               continues on down the street.  Harpo turns his motorcycle<br />
               around and starts after her.  She looks around, sees Harpo</p>
<p>               pursuing and breaks into a run&#8230; CUT BACK to Harpo following<br />
               her, putting on speed&#8230; he lowers the Freedonian flag and<br />
               simultaneously raises a pirate flag &#8212; with skull and cross-<br />
               bones on it, displayed prominently.  A motorcycle cop is<br />
               parked on the corner waiting for prospective violators&#8230;<br />
               he sees Harpo chasing the girl and quickly starts his motor<br />
               and follows in pursuit&#8230;</p>
<p>               The girl, as she reaches the executive mansion, rushes up<br />
               the stairs in an effort to escape.  Harpo comes into the<br />
               scene and rides up the stairs after her&#8230; As Harpo gets<br />
               about half way up the stairs the motorcycle cop is seen<br />
               approaching the mansion.</p>
<p>               CUT TO reception room of mansion as the girl is running madly<br />
               through the room&#8230; a moment later we see Harpo on his bike<br />
               following&#8230; there is panic among the guests.  Then we see<br />
               the girl tearing up the stairs leading to the circular<br />
               balcony&#8230;</p>
<p>               CUT BACK to Harpo.  He looks behind him as he rides and sees<br />
               the motorcycle cop following on his bike.  On the balcony<br />
               above,  the girl is running, with an occasional glance over<br />
               her shoulder as she runs out of scene&#8230; Harpo rides into<br />
               scene.  This time he is bent over his handle-bars in the<br />
               manner of a six day bicycle rider&#8230; following closely behind<br />
               him rides the motorcycle cop.  They circle the mezzanine&#8230;<br />
               Harpo in the lead, looking back now and then over his shoulder<br />
               at his pursuer&#8230; this is done in imitation of a six day<br />
               bicycle race&#8230; The motorcycle cop is closing in on Harpo&#8230;<br />
               the latter approaching a large open door, rides through the<br />
               opening, but the cop continues on around the balcony&#8230;  as<br />
               he gets to the opposite side of the circular balcony he passes<br />
               another open doorway.  Harpo comes riding out of it and is<br />
               now in pursuit of the cop&#8230;</p>
<p>               CUT down stairs to Groucho&#8230; One hand is upraised holding a<br />
               gun.  As he looks at a wrist watch, he fires gun, then<br />
               addresses guests looking into CAMERA.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         That concludes the nine o&#8217;clock<br />
                         sprints&#8230; Next Saturday night the<br />
                         winner of the six day bicycle race<br />
                         will receive ten thousand dollars in<br />
                         gold&#8230; the following morning we go<br />
                         off the gold standard&#8230;</p>
<p>               CUT BACK to balcony&#8230; Harpo is passing the cop&#8230;  He holds<br />
               up his hand for the cop to stop&#8230; they both come to a halt&#8230;<br />
               Harpo gets off his motorcycle, walks over angrily to cop,<br />
               takes out his book, writes out a summons and hands it to the<br />
               cop as we FADE OUT&#8230;</p>
<p>                                   END OF SEQUENCE &#8220;A&#8221;</p>
<p>                                       SEQUENCE &#8220;B&#8221;</p>
<p>               FADE IN on interior of Freedonian House of Representatives.<br />
               This interior although not a replica of our own House of<br />
               Representatives, should be close enough technically to sell<br />
               the idea&#8230; Each seat is occupied by an officious-looking<br />
               dignitary.  On the platform are a few desks&#8230; perhaps a<br />
               pulpit which Groucho uses when he arrives&#8230;  The one to the<br />
               right is the court stenographer&#8217;s desk, occupied by Bob<br />
               Firefly.  He takes notes as the meeting progresses.</p>
<p>               Throughout the House runs a ripple of excitement, which is<br />
               stopped by the rapping of the gavel by the Speaker of the<br />
               House.</p>
<p>                                     SPEAKER<br />
                         Gentlemen, gentlemen, remember for<br />
                         forty-six years we have enjoyed the<br />
                         friendship of Amnesia, so ably<br />
                         represented by Ambassador Trentino.<br />
                              (Indicating the<br />
                              Ambassador who is<br />
                              present)<br />
                         We owe it to ourselves to listen to<br />
                         what he has to say&#8230;</p>
<p>               Trentino takes the floor</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                         Gentlemen, while I admit it is unusual<br />
                         for a representative of one country<br />
                         to advise the legislative body of<br />
                         another, I assure you that I have<br />
                         the interest of Freedonia at heart<br />
                         &#8230;<br />
                              (Deferential applause)<br />
                         We have lent you money in the past &#8212;<br />
                         we are willing to lend you money<br />
                         again &#8212; but, we cannot do it if<br />
                         your leader is allowed by you, to<br />
                         carry out his ridiculous proposals&#8230;<br />
                         In self-protection it is my &#8211;</p>
<p>               Bob rises to interrupt</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                         I object!&#8230;  we have no right to<br />
                         discuss this matter in the absence<br />
                         of my father.</p>
<p>                                     SPEAKER<br />
                              (To House)<br />
                         We have been meeting every morning<br />
                         for eight days and not once has His<br />
                         Excellency been on time&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                              (Looking at his watch)<br />
                         Gentlemen, I cannot wait much<br />
                         longer&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     SPEAKER<br />
                              (To Bob)<br />
                         Would you mind calling your father<br />
                         again?</p>
<p>               Bob presses a button, either on desk or wall&#8230;</p>
<p>               CUT TO - the corner of Groucho&#8217;s bedroom, showing fireman&#8217;s<br />
               pole.  The sound of the clanging bell is heard over scene.</p>
<p>               Groucho hurries into scene, fully clad but for his coat which<br />
               he has on his arm&#8230; without waiting to don his coat he slides<br />
               down the pole.  We pick him up finishing the slide down the<br />
               pole into the House of Representatives.  As he arrives the<br />
               members are on their feet singing the last four bars of the<br />
               national anthem.</p>
<p>                                     MEMBERS<br />
                              (Singing)<br />
                         HAIL, HAIL, FREEDONIA Land of the<br />
                         brave and free&#8230;</p>
<p>               Groucho hurries toward Speaker&#8217;s desk, putting on his coat<br />
               as he goes&#8230;  Just as he reaches the desk the singing<br />
               subsides.  Groucho turns to the body of men and looks off in<br />
               the direction of one of the representatives.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (Pointing toward the<br />
                              individual off scene)<br />
                         The Secretary of Agriculture was a<br />
                         little flat&#8230;<br />
                              (He takes a match and<br />
                              scratches it across<br />
                              the top of the desk<br />
                              to light his cigar&#8230;<br />
                              takes a few puffs,<br />
                              then raps the gavel.)<br />
                         I move we open the morning session&#8230;<br />
                         Has anybody got a cork screw?<br />
                              (Looking out and around<br />
                              at members)</p>
<p>                                      [page missing]</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         What&#8217;s to stop you from digging one&#8230;<br />
                         And after you dig a river, how&#8217;re ya<br />
                         gonna cross it without a bridge&#8230;?<br />
                         We&#8217;ve got to have a bridge to stop<br />
                         people from going places &#8212; then<br />
                         we&#8217;ve gotta stop them from coming<br />
                         back.  If you&#8217;re worried about the<br />
                         expense we can have a bridge with<br />
                         only one end &#8212; and if that&#8217;s a<br />
                         success we can do away with it<br />
                         altogether. I&#8217;m telling you that<br />
                         what this country needs is &#8211;</p>
<p>               Off scene we hear Chico&#8217;s voice singing &#8220;P-E-A-N-U-T-S&#8221;&#8230;<br />
               this is followed by the piping of a whistle playing the first<br />
               strain of the PEANUT VENDOR&#8230;</p>
<p>               Groucho listens, annoyed and then continues</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         If there&#8217;s one thing we don&#8217;t need<br />
                         right now &#8212; it&#8217;s peanuts &#8212;<br />
                         gentlemen, what good is a bridge if<br />
                         you haven&#8217;t got ammunition to blow<br />
                         it up&#8230; ammunition was never<br />
                         cheaper&#8230;  Right now, you can get<br />
                         two cannons for the price of one and<br />
                         shoot twice as far for half the<br />
                         money&#8230;  With every five thousand<br />
                         dollar purchase we throw in a Big<br />
                         Bertha&#8230; If you don&#8217;t like her, you<br />
                         can throw her right out again.  I<br />
                         tell you no country can protect itself<br />
                         without &#8211;</p>
<p>               Again Chico&#8217;s voice comes over scene singing &#8220;P-E-A-N-U-T-<br />
               S&#8221;&#8230;  The whistling of the first strain of song - the PEANUT<br />
               VENDOR is heard again</p>
<p>                                     SPEAKER<br />
                         I&#8217;m sorry your Excellency, it is<br />
                         that infernal peanut vendor<br />
                         Chicolini&#8230; How can we accomplish<br />
                         anything with that constant annoyance?</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                         Your Excellency - are we or are we<br />
                         not going to discuss this problem -<br />
                         my time is valuable - I&#8217;m a man of<br />
                         few words -</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         I&#8217;m a man of one word&#8230; SCRAM!!!</p>
<p>               Trentino exits resentfully</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (To Bob - aroused)<br />
                         Go out and chase that peanut vendor<br />
                         away from the building &#8212; Get rid of<br />
                         him if you have to use violence - if<br />
                         necessary call out the militia and<br />
                         if he isn&#8217;t looking get me a bag of<br />
                         peanuts.</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                         I&#8217;ve tried to chase him but it&#8217;s no<br />
                         use - he won&#8217;t go -</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         He won&#8217;t eh? - We&#8217;ll see about that -<br />
                         send for your father immediately.</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                         But you&#8217;re my father -</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Never mind then, I&#8217;ll get in touch<br />
                         with him myself -</p>
<p>               CUT OUTSIDE to Chico standing by his peanut stand which has<br />
               a whistle on it conspicuously displayed -</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                              (Singing loudly)<br />
                         &#8220;P-E-A-N-U-T-S&#8221;</p>
<p>               CLOSE UP of whistle piping tune of &#8220;PEANUT VENDOR&#8221; - Trentino<br />
               enters to Chico -</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                              (To Trentino)<br />
                         How&#8217;m I doing, boss?</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                         Fine - keep on yelling - Do everything<br />
                         you can to disturb Firefly - Now<br />
                         what about your cousin?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         He&#8217;s working very hard - I got him a<br />
                         job driving Firefly&#8217;s car - He&#8217;s-a<br />
                         driving him crazy and I&#8217;m driving<br />
                         him nuts - P-E-A-N-U-T-S</p>
<p>               Singing even louder than before - Trentino smirks approvingly<br />
               and exits - the whistling of the tune following as we CUT<br />
               inside to Groucho - and the well-known vamp of the &#8220;Peanut<br />
               Vendor&#8221; is heard coming over scene with orchestra<br />
               accompaniment&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (Glaring angrily at<br />
                              window)<br />
                         I&#8217;ll get rid of that pest - watch me &#8211;</p>
<p>               He walks determinedly in direction of window and breaks into<br />
               a rhumba - with hands on hips - dipping to ground a la Spanish<br />
               dancer&#8230; as he reaches window we CUT outside.  Groucho is<br />
               seen in the window - which is on the ground floor - Chico is<br />
               by his peanut stand.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (To Chico - angrily)<br />
                         Hey you!!</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         All right -</p>
<p>               Chico takes bag of peanuts from stand - throws it to Groucho -<br />
               The latter catches bag and throws Chico a dime - then starts<br />
               to eat the peanuts.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Have you got a license?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         No, but my dog he&#8217;s a got millions<br />
                         of them &#8211;</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (Munching peanuts as<br />
                              Chico walks over and<br />
                              stands under window)<br />
                         What kind of a dog is he?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         He used to be a bloodhound but he&#8217;s<br />
                         anemic &#8211;</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Well - what is he now?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         He&#8217;s half poodle and half watch dog -</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Half watch dog?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         Yeh, he&#8217;s only got one eye.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         I don&#8217;t know much about dogs but you<br />
                         ought to be on the end of a leash -<br />
                         a ninety-nine year leash -<br />
                              (Gives him a look of<br />
                              disgust)<br />
                         Look - what do you call your dog?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         I don&#8217;t call him, I whistle.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         What do you whistle?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         Yankee Poodle.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         I&#8217;ve got just the place for a man<br />
                         like you but I&#8217;m too busy right now<br />
                         to do any digging.  What do you call<br />
                         your dog when you want him?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         I don&#8217;t want him.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Well, if you don&#8217;t want your dog why<br />
                         don&#8217;t you put him in a pound?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         He only weighs ten ounces &#8211;</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         I can use you in the House of<br />
                         Representatives.  We need a man who<br />
                         understands dogs &#8212; and that&#8217;s where<br />
                         this country is going to.  Step<br />
                         inside.</p>
<p>               Groucho turns and disappears from the window - CUT INSIDE of<br />
               House of Representatives</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (To Bob)<br />
                         In case of fire, how long will it<br />
                         take to empty this place?</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                              (After a moment&#8217;s<br />
                              thought)<br />
                         About - thirty-four seconds.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         We&#8217;ll start a fire &#8211;<br />
                              (Indicating<br />
                              representatives)<br />
                         &#8212; and get rid of these microbes.</p>
<p>               Groucho exits towards door leading into his private office.<br />
               CUT to inside of private office which has another door leading<br />
               to a hallway, and among other articles of furniture, there<br />
               is an impressive-looking desk on which is a telephone.  Just<br />
               as Groucho comes through the door into his office, Chico<br />
               enters through the other door.  He is wearing gauntlets,<br />
               reaching half way up his arms.  As they walk toward each<br />
               other the telephone rings and the two men make a mad  dash<br />
               for the telephone on the desk.  Chico beats Groucho to the<br />
               phone, picks up the receiver.</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                              (At telephone)<br />
                         Hello!&#8230;  Yes&#8230;  Yes&#8230;  He&#8217;s not<br />
                         in&#8230;</p>
<p>               Chico hangs up receiver and turns to Groucho who is waiting<br />
               impatiently</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         That was for you.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         I&#8217;m sorry I&#8217;m not in.  I wanted to<br />
                         have a long talk with you&#8230;  Now<br />
                         look here, my good man, you&#8217;ve got<br />
                         to stop yelling &#8220;peanuts&#8221; in front<br />
                         of the House of Representatives.</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         Oh no, I can&#8217;t do it.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         You don&#8217;t want to be a public<br />
                         nuisance, do you?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         Sure.  How much does the job pay?<br />
                              (or)<br />
                         Sure, if there&#8217;s a chance for<br />
                         advancement.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         You wouldn&#8217;t consider going over<br />
                         Niagara Falls without a barrel?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         &#8216;At&#8217;s-a no good.  I went to Niagara<br />
                         Falls once.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Did you shoot the rapids?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         No, but I shot some ducks.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         If there was an open season for<br />
                         fellows like you, I&#8217;d get myself a<br />
                         hunting license.   Anyway, I&#8217;m going<br />
                         to make you a sporting proposition.<br />
                         You give up the peanut stand and<br />
                         I&#8217;ll make you vice-president of the<br />
                         country.</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         Oh, no &#8212; nothing doing.  I had a<br />
                         brother who was a vice-president<br />
                         once and that&#8217;s the last we ever<br />
                         heard of him.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Well, maybe he&#8217;s still the vice-<br />
                         president.  Now if I were to offer<br />
                         you &#8211;</p>
<p>               Telephone bell rings.  The two men turn and run for the<br />
               telephone.  Again Chico gets there first.  Groucho stands by<br />
               exasperated while Chico talks to the party on the other end<br />
               of the line</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                              (To telephone)<br />
                         Hello&#8230;  Yes&#8230;  No, not yet&#8230; All<br />
                         right&#8230;  Goodbye.<br />
                              (Hangs up receiver -<br />
                              then says to Groucho)<br />
                         That was for you again.  He wants<br />
                         you to call him up as soon as you<br />
                         get back.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         I don&#8217;t know what&#8217;s keeping me.  I<br />
                         should&#8217;ve been here a long time ago.<br />
                         Now how about my proposition?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         What other job you got?</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Let&#8217;s see &#8212; What&#8217;ve I got in my<br />
                         cabinet besides mice &#8211;<br />
                              (Stops to think -<br />
                              then very<br />
                              enthusiastically)<br />
                         I&#8217;ve got it &#8212; how would you like to<br />
                         be Secretary of the Interior?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         That&#8217;s no good.  I like to work on<br />
                         the outside.  I must have something<br />
                         easy.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Then you don&#8217;t wanna work hard?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         I don&#8217;t wanna work at all.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         In that case you&#8217;ll have to take a<br />
                         civil service examination &#8212;  if you<br />
                         pass I&#8217;ll put you in the post-office &#8212;<br />
                         stick out your tongue.</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         I don&#8217;t wanna stick out my tongue.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Well, if you wanna work in the post-<br />
                         office you&#8217;ll have to stick out your<br />
                         tongue.</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         Look, I&#8217;m a very nervous man.  I<br />
                         gotta have a job where I come to<br />
                         work at eleven &#8212; go to lunch at<br />
                         twelve &#8212; and quit at one.  And twice<br />
                         a year I gotta have a six month<br />
                         vacation.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         I&#8217;ve got just the job for you &#8212;<br />
                         Secretary of War.</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         &#8216;At&#8217;s-a fine.</p>
<p>               Telephone bell rings.  They both make a dash for the<br />
               telephone, but Harpo rushes in through hallway door and<br />
               reaches the phone first.  Harpo picks up through telephone<br />
               receiver, listens to conversation on the other end with an<br />
               occasional nod and shake of the head.  As he listens, he<br />
               scribbles message on a piece of paper.  He holds the written<br />
               message up to the telephone receiver for a moment, then writes<br />
               a few more words on the paper.  During this, Chico and Groucho<br />
               stand by, terribly worried.  Finally Harpo hangs up the<br />
               receiver and exits, tearing up the paper</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (After a moment&#8217;s<br />
                              glance at Harpo)<br />
                         You know, I&#8217;d be lost without a<br />
                         telephone.  Now - where were we?<br />
                         Oh, yes - I just made you Secretary<br />
                         of War.  The first thing you do is<br />
                         buy ammunition &#8212; you buy it from me<br />
                         and I get 10% commission.</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         What do I get?</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         You get half mine and I get half<br />
                         yours.</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         I don&#8217;t want to buy ammunition &#8212; we<br />
                         no gotta war.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Then we&#8217;ve gotta start one. Do you<br />
                         know how to start a war?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         Sure, that&#8217;s easy.  You gotta insult<br />
                         somebody.</p>
<p>               Groucho suddenly slaps Chico across the face with his gloves,<br />
               then as quickly brings to light a card which he presents to<br />
               Chico in the professional manner of an experienced duelist</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         My card.</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                              (Laughing)<br />
                         That&#8217;s a-no good.  You gotta insult<br />
                         somebody from another country.  Look &#8211;<br />
                              (Puts his large gloves<br />
                              on the desk)<br />
                         I come from one country.  You come<br />
                         from another country.  I say something<br />
                         you don&#8217;t like.  You say something I<br />
                         don&#8217;t like - and I&#8217;m insulted.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Why wasn&#8217;t I insulted?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         You was insulted, but you don&#8217;t know<br />
                         it.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (Indignantly)<br />
                         Then I demand an apology!</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         That&#8217;s a-no good.  If I apologize we<br />
                         no got a war.  Look &#8212; I send you a<br />
                         scrap of paper.  You send me a scrap<br />
                         of paper &#8212; and we have a scrap.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         You&#8217;ve got a brain after all - and<br />
                         how you get along without it is<br />
                         amazing to me &#8212; Now, who can I<br />
                         insult?&#8230;  Who do we owe money to?&#8230;<br />
                              (Enthusiastically)<br />
                         AMBASSADOR TRENTINO!  How about him?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         He&#8217;s-a very easy to insult &#8212;  I say<br />
                         something to his niece once, and he<br />
                         slapped my face.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Why didn&#8217;t his niece slap your face?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         She did.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         What did you say to her?</p>
<p>               Chico whispers in Groucho&#8217;s ear &#8212; Groucho gives him an<br />
               indignant look</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         You&#8217;re lucky I don&#8217;t slap your face &#8212;<br />
                         you oughtta be ashamed of yourself.<br />
                         Where did you hear that story?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         You told it to me.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (Puzzled for a moment)<br />
                         Oh, yes, I remember &#8212; and I should<br />
                         have slapped Mrs. Teasdale&#8217;s face<br />
                         when she told it to me&#8230; I&#8217;m going<br />
                         right out and find Trentino.  You go<br />
                         right out and get yourself an army.</p>
<p>               Chico turns to go - Groucho stops him</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Wait a minute.  What kind of an army<br />
                         do you think we oughtta have?</p>
<p>                                     CHICO<br />
                         I think we oughtta have a standing<br />
                         army, so we can save money on chairs.</p>
<p>               At this point Chico is at the door and exits - Groucho slams<br />
               the door right in his face - then he walks over to the desk<br />
               and sees the larger gauntlets.  He takes a swing with his<br />
               own gloves, then takes a hefty swing with the gauntlet.  He<br />
               leaves his own gloves on the desk and exits with the gauntlets<br />
               in is hand.</p>
<p>               CUT outside.  Harpo is just pulling up to the curb in front<br />
               of the House of Representatives, in his motorcycle and side<br />
               car.  Groucho comes from the building wearing gauntlets,<br />
               gets into the side car and with a dignified wave of his hand,<br />
               says:</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         To Mrs. Teasdale&#8217;s residence!</p>
<p>               The motorcycle speeds out of the scene, leaving the side car<br />
               behind.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         This is the fifth trip I&#8217;ve made<br />
                         today and I haven&#8217;t been anywhere<br />
                         yet.</p>
<p>               And, as he gets out of the side car and starts to go back<br />
               into the building, the scene</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Part two of Duck Soup is posted here. Here&#8217;s the script for this section, full of great corny lines. Take the opening scene:
MRS. TEASDALE: This is a gala day for us.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://funnybonevids.sandertann.com/2009/01/marx-brothers-duck-soup-part-two/">Part two of <em>Duck Soup</em> is posted here</a>. Here&#8217;s the script for this section, full of great corny lines. Take the opening scene:</p>
<p>MRS. TEASDALE: This is a gala day for us.</p>
<p>GROUCHO: Well, a gal a day is enough for me.  </p>
<p><strong>In this section, the film deviates quite drastically, and interestingly, from the original script. Off we go:</strong></p>
<p>MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                              (To Groucho)<br />
                         Your Excellency, the eyes of the<br />
                         world are upon you.  Notables from<br />
                         every land are gathered here in your<br />
                         honor &#8211;<br />
                              (Indicating the guests<br />
                              with a wave of her<br />
                              hand)<br />
                         This is a gala day for us.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Well, a gal a day is enough for me.<br />
                         I couldn&#8217;t handle any more.</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                         If it&#8217;s not asking too much &#8211;<br />
                              (Recitative)<br />
                         For our information just for<br />
                         illustration<br />
                              (Begins tune)<br />
                         Tell us how you intend to run the<br />
                         nation.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (Singing)<br />
                         These are the laws of my<br />
                         administration: No one&#8217;s allowed to<br />
                         smoke or tell a dirty joke &#8212; And<br />
                         whistling is forbidden&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     ENSEMBLE<br />
                              (Singing)<br />
                         We&#8217;re not allowed to tell a dirty<br />
                         joke HAIL, HAIL, FREEDONIA</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (Singing)<br />
                         If chewing gum is chewed, The chewer<br />
                         is pursued And in the hoosegow<br />
                         hidden&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     ENSEMBLE<br />
                              (Singing)<br />
                         If we should choose to chew, we&#8217;ll<br />
                         be pursued -</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         If any form of pleasure is exhibited<br />
                         Report to me and it will be<br />
                         prohibited.  I&#8217;ll put my foot down;<br />
                         So shall it be - This is the land of<br />
                         the free.  The last man nearly ruined<br />
                         this place He didn&#8217;t know what to do<br />
                         with it.  If you think this country&#8217;s<br />
                         bad off now Just wait &#8217;till I get<br />
                         through with it.<br />
                              (Does sailor&#8217;s hornpipe)<br />
                         The treasury is low on dough; The<br />
                         last man went and flew with it.  If<br />
                         you think we&#8217;re short of money now<br />
                         Just wait &#8217;till I get through with<br />
                         it.<br />
                              (Does Highland fling)<br />
                         The country&#8217;s taxes must be fixed -<br />
                         And I know what to do with it, If<br />
                         you think you&#8217;re paying too much<br />
                         now, Just wait &#8217;till I get through<br />
                         with it.<br />
                              (Takes flute from<br />
                              inside pocket and<br />
                              plays strain of Dixie)</p>
<p>                                     DIGNITARY<br />
                              (Singing)<br />
                         In our midst you stand The ruler of<br />
                         this land A man who&#8217;ll govern with<br />
                         an iron hand.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (Singing)<br />
                         If anyone gets fresh with me, I&#8217;ll<br />
                         show him who&#8217;s the boss; I&#8217;ll stand<br />
                         upon my dignity, And toss him for a<br />
                         loss.  And this will be the penalty<br />
                         For those who doublecross - We&#8217;ll<br />
                         stand &#8216;em up against the wall, and<br />
                         Pop goes the Weasel</p>
<p>                                     ENSEMBLE<br />
                              (Singing)<br />
                         If you should make him cross, He&#8217;ll<br />
                         toss you for a loss.  If anyone gets<br />
                         fresh with him, He&#8217;ll show him who&#8217;s<br />
                         the boss.</p>
<p>               Groucho does minuet with girls as above is sung</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (Singing)<br />
                         I will not stand for anything that&#8217;s<br />
                         crooked or unfair; I&#8217;m strictly on<br />
                         the up and up, So everyone beware.<br />
                         If anyone&#8217;s caught taking graft And<br />
                         I don&#8217;t get my share, we&#8217;ll stand<br />
                         &#8216;em up against the wall - and pop<br />
                         goes the weasel!</p>
<p>                                     ENSEMBLE<br />
                              (Singing)<br />
                         So everyone beware Who&#8217;s crooked or<br />
                         unfair; No one must take a bit of<br />
                         graft Unless he gets his share.<br />
                              (Groucho dances as<br />
                              above is sung)</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (Singing)<br />
                         If any man should come between A<br />
                         husband and his bride, We find out<br />
                         which one she prefers By letting her<br />
                         decide.  If she prefers the other<br />
                         man, The husband steps outside; We<br />
                         stand him up against the wall And<br />
                         Pop goes the Weasel!</p>
<p>                                     ENSEMBLE<br />
                              (Singing)<br />
                         The husband steps outside;<br />
                         Relinquishes his bride; We stand him<br />
                         up against the wall And take him for<br />
                         a ride.<br />
                              (Groucho dances as<br />
                              above is sung)</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         The population must increase With<br />
                         great rapidity.  We give a couple<br />
                         seven years To raise a family. If,<br />
                         by that time, there is no branch<br />
                         Upon the family tree, we stand &#8216;em<br />
                         up against the wall - and Pop goes<br />
                         the Weasel.</p>
<p>               Groucho does a dance with Mrs. Teasdale who joins him<br />
               reluctantly and registers embarrassment as dance continues.<br />
               He might finish dance in her arms, looking tenderly at her<br />
               as she beams down at him.</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                              (As she beams on him)<br />
                         You&#8217;ve made a wonderful impression.<br />
                         Your views are liberal&#8230; It is easy<br />
                         to see you have an open mind.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         That&#8217;s what I get for dressing in a<br />
                         hurry.</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                         Your Excellency, you mustn&#8217;t forget<br />
                         your appointment at the House of<br />
                         Representatives&#8230; Have you got your<br />
                         speech ready?</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         I wrote a speech last night that&#8217;ll<br />
                         knock them off their seats&#8230;<br />
                              (He takes a paper<br />
                              from inside pocket<br />
                              as he says above&#8230;<br />
                              then reads from paper)<br />
                         Four score and seven years ago, our<br />
                         fathers brought forth on this<br />
                         continent a new nation &#8211;</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                         Why, that&#8217;s the speech that Lincoln<br />
                         made at Gettysburg&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (With a look of great<br />
                              surprise)<br />
                         He did?&#8230; I told my son not to leave<br />
                         it laying around&#8230; Where is son?</p>
<p>               Bob enters</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                         Here I am, Father&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Send for my car&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                              (Calling to servant<br />
                              off scene)<br />
                         His Excellency&#8217;s car!</p>
<p>               This is repeated by a servant&#8217;s voice off scene&#8230;</p>
<p>               A servant enters to Groucho, bearing his high silk hat.</p>
<p>               He bows low as he hands it to Groucho&#8230; Groucho takes hat,<br />
               removes a white rabbit, hands it back to servant, dons his<br />
               hat and with a swanky gesture exits&#8230; again we hear a<br />
               servant&#8217;s voice calling: &#8220;His Excellency&#8217;s car&#8221;&#8230;</p>
<p>               We see the trumpeters at the top of the steps of the mansion,<br />
               outside, standing at attention&#8230; their trumpets at their<br />
               sides&#8230;</p>
<p>               From inside comes the voice of a servant calling &#8220;His<br />
               Excellency&#8217;s car&#8221;&#8230;</p>
<p>               The trumpeters click their heels, draw themselves erect, put<br />
               the trumpets to their mouths and blow a fanfare to summon<br />
               the car&#8230;</p>
<p>               We cut to the Exterior of the Dictator&#8217;s garage.  This is a<br />
               pretentious affair.  In central foreground a wall, in the<br />
               center of which is a large wrought-iron double gate.  On<br />
               each side of the gate is a crest or design in relief.  Also<br />
               two liveried guards stand erect before the gate.  A trumpeter<br />
               on the wall above.  Through the gate we see the patio and<br />
               suggestions of the garage.  Two or three high-class cars in<br />
               background identify the garage.</p>
<p>               At the beginning of the scene, we hear finish of trumpeter&#8217;s<br />
               call.  Instantly the two guards move to the center of the<br />
               gates and call through the bars -</p>
<p>                                     GUARDS<br />
                              (In unison)<br />
                         His Excellency&#8217;s car!</p>
<p>               Almost instantly there is a terrific roar of motors on the<br />
               other side of the wall.  The two guards open gates moving in<br />
               military manner.  Immediately the gates are wide open, Harpo<br />
               appears on his motorcycle, that carries a side car.</p>
<p>               The motorcycle is decorated&#8230; perhaps a crest in relief on<br />
               the side of the car&#8230;  a thin staff, about four or five<br />
               feet high is fastened to the handle bars&#8230;  As Harpo rides<br />
               along, he hoists the Freedonian flag to the staff.  Further<br />
               along the road he hits a man&#8230; he looks behind to see what<br />
               damage he&#8217;s done, but continues riding&#8230; A CUT BACK to the<br />
               man shows that he is lying prostrate on the ground.</p>
<p>               We CUT BACK to Harpo, who is just getting off motorcycle&#8230;<br />
               he takes another look back at the man, lowers the flag to<br />
               half-mast, takes bugle, which is hanging on his car and blows<br />
               a few bars of taps&#8230; he mounts motorcycle again and starts<br />
               off&#8230;</p>
<p>               CUT TO top of mansion steps as Groucho comes from mansion&#8230;<br />
               the two guards standing stiffly erect, form a seat by crossing<br />
               hands&#8230; Groucho sits on the seat made by their hands, puts<br />
               his arms around their shoulders and they carry him down<br />
               stairs&#8230; as fast as they can.</p>
<p>               CUT TO Harpo arriving in front of mansion just as Groucho,<br />
               carried by the men, moves into the scene.  Groucho gets into<br />
               the side-car&#8230; and in Napoleonic manner says to Harpo:</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         To the House of Representatives&#8230;<br />
                         ride like fury&#8230; Don&#8217;t stop for any<br />
                         signals and don&#8217;t wait for a corner<br />
                         to make a turn&#8230; see if you can<br />
                         break a record&#8230;</p>
<p>               Harpo takes a phonograph record and smashes it on the<br />
               ground&#8230; there is a roar of the motor &#8212; the motorcycle<br />
               starts off but leaves the side-car.</p>
<p>               Groucho gets out of side-car&#8230; starts back to steps, stops<br />
               and says:</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         A fine thing &#8212; leaving the head of<br />
                         the nation at the foot of the<br />
                         stairs&#8230;<br />
 <strong>[Here the script and the final film diverge completely, with the whole of Chico and Harpo's scene not appearing, nor Groucho's scene in the House of Deputies.]</strong></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Wonderful, wonderful stuff. I watched the whole ten minute section with the sound turned down and still really enjoyed it. Take the first two minutes and marvel at Groucho gliding around as if he is on castors. Then Harpo and Chico&#8217;s bizarre entrance at 3:47 and the subsequent great scene where they behave like the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wonderful, wonderful stuff. I watched the whole ten minute section with the sound turned down and still really enjoyed it. Take the first two minutes and marvel at Groucho gliding around as if he is on castors. Then Harpo and Chico&#8217;s bizarre entrance at 3:47 and the subsequent great scene where they behave like the world&#8217;s naughtiest children. </p>
<p>Above all, I love Harpo&#8217;s random and capricious attacks - he never seems to have any motive that&#8217;s anything to do with the plot. Look out for the script for this scene in the articles section, soon.</p>
<p>Sad to hear that the Marx Brother&#8217;s <a href="http://savemarxbrothersplace.wordpress.com/please-sign-our-petitions-to-save-marx-brothers-place/">historic childhood home is under threat</a>.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Classic Marx Brothers movie which I’ll post up in its entirety. This scene features a nice introduction between Groucho’s shameless gold-digger Rufus T. Firefly and Margaret Dumas. 
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Classic Marx Brothers movie which I’ll post up in its entirety. This scene features a nice introduction between Groucho’s shameless gold-digger Rufus T. Firefly and Margaret Dumas. </p>
<p>For many years. The myth was propagated that Dumas never understood the jokes and continually asked “Julie” (her pet name for Groucho, real name Julius) to tell her ‘why are they laughing?’ However, it’s more than likely that she took pains to maintain the character of a middle aged ingénue. It was, after all, her bread and butter: she played the same role with other comedians, such as Laurel and Hardy and Abbot and Costello.</p>
<p>Dumont: I&#8217;ve sponsored your appointment because I feel you are the most able statesman in all Freedonia.<br />
Groucho: Well, that covers a lot of ground. Say, you cover a lot of ground yourself! You&#8217;d better beat it; I hear they&#8217;re going to tear you down and put up an office building where you&#8217;re standing!</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am going to post up the whole of the 1933 classic Duck Soup, as well as the original script, by Harry Ruby, Bert Kalmar and Grover Jones. It&#8217;s interesting to see which lines didn&#8217;t survive to the final film cut and which ones got changed.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am going to post up the whole of the 1933 classic <em>Duck Soup</em>, as well as the original script, by Harry Ruby, Bert Kalmar and Grover Jones. It&#8217;s interesting to see which lines didn&#8217;t survive to the final film cut and which ones got changed.</p>
<p>Some have argued that their <a href="http://herald7.wordpress.com/2009/01/21/lost-treasure-3-marx-brothers-minnies-boys/">anarchic, rebellious humor</a> was a direct response to the depression and I can see the logic in that view. </p>
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Anyway, here&#8217;s strong part one of the script</strong></p>
<p>               The story begins with an opening shot on the exterior of the<br />
               executive mansion.  It is a gala day.  Soldiers are lined up<br />
               in front of the entrance; expensive cars and carriages are<br />
               arriving and depositing distinguished notables from the<br />
               adjoining countries.  Two trumpeters at the head of the stairs<br />
               announce the arrival of each notable.</p>
<p>               In the large reception hall, Mrs. Teasdale, wife of the late<br />
               president, is greeting the newcomers.  The room is filled<br />
               with distinguished guests.  At the moment we see Mrs.<br />
               Teasdale, she is talking with a notable.  In the near<br />
               background is a group of distinguished men, members of her<br />
               own cabinet.  Her words to the notable are not lost on them,<br />
               and as she begins to praise the new dictator, there is the<br />
               exchange of disapproving glances.</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                         It is so good of you to come.</p>
<p>                                     NOTABLE<br />
                         An honor, Mrs. Teasdale&#8230;  You must<br />
                         indeed have great faith in your new<br />
                         dictator to give him such a<br />
                         magnificent reception.</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                         I feel that Rufus T. Firefly is the<br />
                         only logical successor to my dear<br />
                         departed husband.  He has the<br />
                         statesmanship of Gladstone, the<br />
                         humility of Lincoln, and the wisdom<br />
                         of Pericles.</p>
<p>               The notable kisses her hand once more and leaves the scene.<br />
               As he does, the background group moves into Mrs. Teasdale.<br />
               Their spokesman addresses Mrs. Teasdale.</p>
<p>                                     FIRST CABINET MEMBER<br />
                              (Protestingly)<br />
                         Mrs. Teasdale, as members of<br />
                         Freedonia&#8217;s cabinet, we do not approve<br />
                         of your choice.  Who is this Rufus<br />
                         T. Firefly?</p>
<p>                                     SECOND CABINET MEMBER<br />
                              (Waving aloft a paper)<br />
                         A stranger in our midst, an agent<br />
                         for the Eureka Ammunition Company.<br />
                         Think of it, Gentlemen, an ammunition<br />
                         salesman dictating the policies of<br />
                         our peace-loving country.</p>
<p>                                     THIRD CABINET MEMBER<br />
                         Reconsider, Mrs. Teasdale, before it<br />
                         is too late.  The citizens of<br />
                         Freedonia want a President!</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                         As the widow of your last president,<br />
                         I have the right to choose &#8212; and,<br />
                         Gentlemen, I refuse to discuss the<br />
                         matter any further.</p>
<p>               Mrs Teasdale turns her back on them, leaving them to mumble<br />
               among themselves.</p>
<p>               From off scene comes a servant&#8217;s voice, announcing:</p>
<p>                                     SERVANT<br />
                         His Excellency, Ambassador Verdi<br />
                         Trentino of Amnesia!</p>
<p>               Cut&#8230; to the archway.  We see Trentino enter with a beautiful<br />
               brunette at his side.  He is followed by two or three of his<br />
               fellowmen.  He moves across the reception hall to Mrs. </p>
<p>               Teasdale, bows most graciously and presses his lips to the<br />
               back of her hand, then introduces his companion.</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                         Mrs. Teasdale&#8230; my niece, Vera.</p>
<p>               Mrs. Teasdale shakes the girl&#8217;s hand warmly.</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                              (To niece)<br />
                         Your uncle has been such a friend to<br />
                         us in every crisis.  Without his<br />
                         country&#8217;s financial aid &#8211;</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                              (Lightly)<br />
                         What is money?<br />
                              (Tenderly)<br />
                         Mrs. Teasdale, for you &#8212; I would do<br />
                         anything.</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                              (Flustered)<br />
                         Ambassador!<br />
                              (Attempting to change<br />
                                the subject)</p>
<p>                         I am so anxious for you to meet our<br />
                         new dictator.</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                              (Persistent in his<br />
                              flattery)</p>
<p>                         Mrs. Teasdale &#8212; no matter who rules<br />
                         Freedonia, to me you will always be<br />
                         the first lady of the land.</p>
<p>               Trentino attempts to take her hand.  The latter is a bit<br />
               confused, much to the amusement of Vera, who laughingly says:</p>
<p>                                     VERA<br />
                         Mrs. Teasdale, my uncle&#8217;s hopeless &#8212;<br />
                         you&#8217;ve been the only topic of<br />
                         conversation ever since we left<br />
                         Amnesia.</p>
<p>               Mrs. Teasdale&#8217;s confusion is happily interrupted by the<br />
               announcement of a servant, off scene.</p>
<p>                                     SERVANT<br />
                         The Honorable Mohamed Pandooh of<br />
                         Mufhtan!</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                              (Hastily)<br />
                         Oh, I must greet His Honor.</p>
<p>               Mrs. Teasdale exits from the scene quickly.  Vera and Trentino<br />
               look after her, then Vera laughs softly, as their eyes meet.</p>
<p>                                     VERA<br />
                         So that&#8217;s the one you want to marry.</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                         With Mrs. Teasdale as my wife and<br />
                         Freedonia under my control &#8211;<br />
                              (He rubs his hands<br />
                              significantly)</p>
<p>                                     VERA<br />
                         Maybe it&#8217;s not going to be so easy.<br />
                         From what I&#8217;ve heard, Mrs. Teasdale<br />
                         is rather sweet on this Rufus T.<br />
                         Firefly.</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                         That&#8217;s where you come in.  I&#8217;ll leave<br />
                         him in your hands, and don&#8217;t forget<br />
                         you&#8217;re supposed to be my niece.</p>
<p>               Vera winks agreeingly.</p>
<p>               Mrs. Teasdale enters the scene with Bob Firefly (ZEPPO).</p>
<p>               She introduces him.</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                         I want you to meet the son of His<br />
                         Excellency &#8212; Bob Firefly&#8230;</p>
<p>               Ambassador Trentino&#8230; his niece, Vera, After the formalities<br />
               of introducing, Trentino says:</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                         Isn&#8217;t it about time for the ceremony<br />
                         to begin, Mrs. Teasdale?<br />
                              (Mockingly)<br />
                         I do hope His Excellency won&#8217;t be<br />
                         late.</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                              (Defensively)<br />
                         My father makes it a point to always<br />
                         be on time.  As long as I&#8217;ve known<br />
                         him, he&#8217;s never been late for an<br />
                         appointment.</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                         But it&#8217;s two minutes of ten now.</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                              (As music begins)<br />
                         His Excellency is due To take his<br />
                         station.  Beginning his new<br />
                         Administration&#8230;  He&#8217;ll make his<br />
                         appearance when The clock on the<br />
                         wall strikes ten.</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                              (singing)<br />
                         When the clock on the wall strikes<br />
                         ten All you loyal ladies and you<br />
                         patriotic men Let&#8217;s sing the national<br />
                         anthem when&#8230;  The clock on the<br />
                         wall strikes ten.</p>
<p>               The clock begins to strike the hour&#8230;  one&#8230;  two&#8230;<br />
               three&#8230;  four&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     ALL<br />
                              (singing)<br />
                         Hail, hail, Freedonia&#8230;  Mightiest<br />
                         of mighty nations!  Hail, hail,<br />
                         Freedonia Land of the brave and free.</p>
<p>               This finishes on an operatic note with everybody with<br />
               outstretched hands turned toward the main door that connects<br />
               the reception hall with the outer hall.</p>
<p>               Groucho doesn&#8217;t appear and once more they all sing.</p>
<p>                                     ALL<br />
                              (singing)<br />
                         Hail, hail, Freedonia&#8230; Land of the<br />
                         brave and free.</p>
<p>               Again Groucho fails to appear and they all sing once more.</p>
<p>                                     ALL<br />
                         Hail, hail, Freedonia&#8230; Land of the<br />
                         brave and free.</p>
<p>               Mrs. Teasdale exchanges an apprehensive glance with Bob.<br />
               Vera and Trentino smile.</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                              (Nervously)<br />
                         I hope nothing has happened.</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                         Mrs. Teasdale, I assure you there is<br />
                         nothing to worry about.  Father is<br />
                         probably taking extra care in getting<br />
                         into his robes of state.  I&#8217;ll call<br />
                         him.</p>
<p>               Bob goes over to a corner of the room and pulls a tapestried<br />
               bell cord.  This rings a fire bell in Groucho&#8217;s room &#8212; and<br />
               Groucho is disclosed asleep in his canopied bed under a<br />
               mosquito netting.  He has an unlighted cigar in his mouth.<br />
               The continued jangling of the fire bell awakens him from his<br />
               slumber and he rises quickly.  The cigar begins to emit smoke<br />
               when he starts puffing.  He hurries over to one corner of<br />
               the room where his clothes are arranged in fireman fashion,<br />
               gets into them, and then sides down a fireman&#8217;s pole into<br />
               the reception hall.</p>
<p>               The guests are singing the last two lines of the national<br />
               anthem when he arrives.</p>
<p>                                     ALL<br />
                         Hail, hail, Freedonia&#8230; Land of the<br />
                         brave and free.</p>
<p>               Groucho starts across the hall in the direction of Mrs.<br />
               Teasdale.  He passes several notables, one of whom is wearing<br />
               an impressive looking medal.  Groucho deprives him of it<br />
               without stopping his forward movement, and pins it on himself.<br />
               He pauses only when he is facing the principal group.</p>
<p>                                     MRS.  TEASDALE<br />
                              (Beaming as she<br />
                              addresses Groucho)<br />
                         As chairwoman of the reception<br />
                         committee, I welcome you and extend<br />
                         the good wishes of every man, woman<br />
                         and child of Freedonia.  I deem it<br />
                         an honor on this momentous occasion&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (Interrupting)<br />
                         Never mind that stuff&#8230;</p>
<p>               He takes a pack of cards from is pocket and extends them to<br />
               Mrs. Teasdale.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Take a card.</p>
<p>               The bewildered Mrs. Teasdale complies.</p>
<p>               Groucho puts the other fifty-one cards in his pocket.</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                         What&#8217;ll I do with this card?</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         You can keep it &#8212; I&#8217;ve got a whole<br />
                         pack&#8230;  Now what were you saying?</p>
<p>                                     MRS.  TEASDALE<br />
                         As chairwoman of the reception<br />
                         committee, I welcome you with open<br />
                         arms.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         How late do you stay open?</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                         In choosing you, I feel that I serve<br />
                         my country well.  I heartily endorse<br />
                         everything you stand for.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Well, I won&#8217;t stand for much.  And I<br />
                         won&#8217;t stand for you if you don&#8217;t<br />
                         show some improvement soon.  Look at<br />
                         your report card last month &#8212; &#8220;D&#8221;<br />
                         in spelling&#8230;  six in behavior.<br />
                         Now who were the six?  A fine state<br />
                         of affairs &#8212; no wonder you can&#8217;t<br />
                         matriculate, now what were you saying?</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                         The future of Freedonia rests upon<br />
                         you.  Promise me you will follow in<br />
                         my husband&#8217;s footsteps.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (To CAMERA)<br />
                         I haven&#8217;t been on the job five minutes<br />
                         and already she&#8217;s making advances to<br />
                         me.<br />
                              (To Mrs. Teasdale)<br />
                         Not that I care &#8212; but where is your<br />
                         husband?</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                              (Slightly embarrassed)<br />
                         Why - er &#8212; my husband passed away&#8230;<br />
                              (reverently)<br />
                         I was with him to the very end.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         No wonder he passed away.  I&#8217;d like<br />
                         to be with you to the very end.<br />
                         Can&#8217;t you see what I&#8217;m trying to<br />
                         tell you &#8212; I love you.</p>
<p>                                     MRS. TEASDALE<br />
                              (Very warmly)<br />
                         Your Excellency!</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         You&#8217;re not so bad yourself, Mrs.<br />
                         Teasdale, when I look at you I can<br />
                         see that we&#8217;re facing a crisis.<br />
                         We&#8217;ve got to balance the budget &#8212;<br />
                         we&#8217;ve got to cut down everything<br />
                         including, you.</p>
<p>               Ambassador Trentino enters the scene.</p>
<p>                                     MRS.  TEASDALE<br />
                         Oh&#8230;  Your Excellency&#8230; I would<br />
                         like to present to you&#8230; Ambassador<br />
                         Verdi Trentino Of Amnesia&#8230;  Having<br />
                         him with us today is indeed a great<br />
                         honor.</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                              (To Mrs. Teasdale,<br />
                              smiling appreciatively)<br />
                         Thanks&#8230; but I can&#8217;t stay very long.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         That&#8217;s even a greater honor.</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                         I bring you the greetings of my<br />
                         President and the good will of my<br />
                         people.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         I&#8217;ll keep the greetings &#8212; but you<br />
                         can send back the good will&#8230; what<br />
                         we need right now is twenty million<br />
                         dollars.</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                         Twenty million dollars is a<br />
                         considerable sum&#8230;  I&#8217;ll have to<br />
                         discuss that with my Minister of<br />
                         Finance.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Well, in the meantime, could you let<br />
                         me have $50 personally?</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                              (Surprised)<br />
                         $50?</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         I&#8217;ll tell you what I&#8217;ll do.  I&#8217;ll<br />
                         give you Mrs. Teasdale as security.<br />
                              (Throwing a glance at<br />
                              Mrs. Teasdale)<br />
                         or my jackknife.  If you want my<br />
                         advice, you&#8217;ll take the jackknife&#8230;<br />
                         I&#8217;ve a better proposition&#8230;  Make<br />
                         it $25 and I&#8217;ll give you a first<br />
                         mortgage on my son and I hope you<br />
                         foreclose.</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                              (With a puzzled look<br />
                              at Groucho)<br />
                         Your Excellency, haven&#8217;t we met<br />
                         before?</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (Looking at Trentino)<br />
                         Why yes.  I met you at the dog races &#8212;<br />
                         say, you could have won that race if<br />
                         you tried a little harder.</p>
<p>               Vera Trentino enters scene.</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                         Excellency, may I present my niece.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Go ahead.</p>
<p>                                     TRENTINO<br />
                         You don&#8217;t understand.  This is my<br />
                         niece Vera.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (Throwing her a glance)<br />
                         And Vera niece, too.</p>
<p>                                     VERA<br />
                         Your Excellency, please don&#8217;t think<br />
                         me silly, but I&#8217;d love to have a<br />
                         picture of you.  I want to hang it<br />
                         in my bedroom.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         You couldn&#8217;t hang me in your bedroom &#8212;<br />
                         I&#8217;ll make a note of it.  Where&#8217;s my<br />
                         secretary?<br />
                              (Looking around)</p>
<p>               Bob (ZEPPO) enters scene.</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                         Here I am, Father.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                              (To Bob)<br />
                         Take a letter.</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                              (Taking out a<br />
                              stenographer&#8217;s pad<br />
                              and pencil)<br />
                         Who to?</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         The President of the United States.</p>
<p>               Bob writes as Groucho dictates</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         My dear President&#8230;  read it back&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                              (Reading from pad)<br />
                         &#8220;My dear President&#8221;&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         That doesn&#8217;t sound right&#8230;  take<br />
                         out &#8220;President&#8221;&#8230;  now read it.</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                              (Reading)<br />
                         &#8220;My dear&#8221;&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         That&#8217;s not right yet&#8230; put back<br />
                         &#8220;President&#8221; and take out &#8220;dear&#8221;&#8230;<br />
                         How does it read now?</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                              (Reading)<br />
                         &#8220;My President&#8221;&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         There&#8217;s still something wrong with<br />
                         it&#8230; take out &#8220;President&#8221; &#8230;now<br />
                         what&#8217;ve you got?</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                              (Reading)<br />
                         &#8220;My&#8221;&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Now we&#8217;re on the right track&#8230; Put<br />
                         back &#8220;dear&#8221;&#8230; How does it read?</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                              (Reading)<br />
                         &#8220;My dear&#8221;&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         You can&#8217;t say that to the President&#8230;<br />
                         Put back &#8220;President&#8221;&#8230; Now let&#8217;s<br />
                         hear how sounds.</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                              (Reading)<br />
                         &#8220;My dear President&#8221;&#8230;</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         That&#8217;s what I wanted in the first<br />
                         place.  Tear it up and send it<br />
                         airmail.</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                         Is that all?</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Take another letter&#8230;  to my tailor.</p>
<p>               Bob takes dictation again.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         Dear Sir&#8230; enclosed find check for<br />
                         $100.  Yours very truly&#8230;  Send<br />
                         that immediately.</p>
<p>                                     BOB<br />
                         I&#8217;ll have to enclose the check first.</p>
<p>                                     GROUCHO<br />
                         You do and I&#8217;ll fire you.</p>
<p>               Groucho glares over his shoulder at Bob to emphasize his<br />
               remark as the latter exits from the scene.  Mrs. Teasdale<br />
               enters to Groucho.</p>
<p><strong>Look out for Part Two soon</strong></p>
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		<title>Johnny Knoxville in incredibly stupid boxing match</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[This isn&#8217;t the usual fare on funnybonevids.co.uk, but it&#8217;s so mind-bendingly stupid, I had to put it in. In this clip from Jackass, Johnny Knoxville boxes against the formidable &#8216;Butterbean&#8217;. Butterbean, alias Eric Esch, is a 400 pound (180kg) former professional boxer and mixed martial artist. The match, staged in a department store, follows a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This isn&#8217;t the usual fare on funnybonevids.co.uk, but it&#8217;s so mind-bendingly stupid, I had to put it in. In this clip from Jackass, Johnny Knoxville boxes against the formidable &#8216;Butterbean&#8217;. Butterbean, alias Eric Esch, is a 400 pound (180kg) former professional boxer and mixed martial artist. The match, staged in a department store, follows a predictable but weirdly unmissable course.</p>
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		<title>Mr. Bean takes an exam</title>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Bean tackles a test with a mixture of one-upmanship and cheating.</p>
<p>Atkinson  first debuted his Bean character in 1987, at a comedy festival in Montreal. Atkinson insisted on performing on the French-speaking bill in order to test out how the silent character&#8217;s physical comedy would fare on an international stage. Ultimately, the lack of dialogue has allowed the series to sell successfully worldwide.</p>
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