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-Good morning, Mrs Miggins. -Bonjour, monsieur! -What? | 0:00:39 | 0:00:44 | |
Bonjour, monsieur! It's French. | 0:00:44 | 0:00:46 | |
So is eating frogs, cruelty to geese and urinating in the street. No reason to copy them. | 0:00:46 | 0:00:54 | |
French is all the fashion! My shop is FULL of Frenchies. | 0:00:54 | 0:00:59 | |
It's that WONDERFUL Scarlet Pimpernel! | 0:00:59 | 0:01:03 | |
The Scarlet Pimpernel is NOT wonderful. | 0:01:03 | 0:01:07 | |
He has filled London with a load of garlic-chewing French toffs | 0:01:07 | 0:01:12 | |
crying, "Ooh-la-la!" because their fathers had their heads cut off! | 0:01:12 | 0:01:17 | |
-Shepherd's pie, please. -We don't serve PIES any more. | 0:01:17 | 0:01:23 | |
My French clientele consider PIES uncouth. | 0:01:23 | 0:01:27 | |
A nation that eats snails and would go to bed with the kitchen sink | 0:01:27 | 0:01:32 | |
is in no position to preach couthness! What IS on the menu? | 0:01:32 | 0:01:38 | |
Chicken Pimpernel in Scarlet sauce, Scarlet Chicken in Pimpernel sauce, | 0:01:38 | 0:01:43 | |
or huge suspicious-looking sausages in Scarlet Pimpernel sauce. | 0:01:43 | 0:01:48 | |
-What's Scarlet Pimpernel sauce? -You squeeze a large, ripe frog... | 0:01:48 | 0:01:54 | |
Yes, all right. I'm off to the pub. | 0:01:54 | 0:01:57 | |
-Bonjour, monsieur! -Sod off. | 0:01:57 | 0:02:00 | |
MIAOW!! | 0:02:05 | 0:02:07 | |
Poor Mildred the cat! What's he ever done to you? | 0:02:07 | 0:02:12 | |
-The abused always kick downwards. I kick the cat, the cat... -SQUEAK! -..pounces on the mouse, | 0:02:12 | 0:02:20 | |
-finally the mouse... -Aaagh! -..bites you on the behind. | 0:02:20 | 0:02:24 | |
-What do -I -do? -Nothing. | 0:02:24 | 0:02:27 | |
Unless there's an earwig around that you'd like to victimise. | 0:02:27 | 0:02:32 | |
-What's that on your nose? -Nice, eh? | 0:02:32 | 0:02:36 | |
No, it isn't. It's revolting. | 0:02:36 | 0:02:38 | |
-I'll take it off then. -Why are you wearing a false BOIL?! | 0:02:38 | 0:02:43 | |
What are we to expect next? A beauty wart? A cosmetic verruca? | 0:02:45 | 0:02:50 | |
-It's a Scarlet Pimple, sir. -Really? | 0:02:50 | 0:02:54 | |
They're all the rage down our way. | 0:02:54 | 0:02:57 | |
Everyone wants to revere the Pimple and his brilliant disguises. | 0:02:57 | 0:03:02 | |
-# -They seek him here, they seek him there, the Frenchies seek him everywhere... -# | 0:03:02 | 0:03:09 | |
What's that revolting garlic smell? All this fellow has done | 0:03:09 | 0:03:14 | |
is pop over to France to grab a few malnourished, whingeing, leftist French nobs, | 0:03:14 | 0:03:22 | |
at the same time picking up some good cheap wine and MARVELLOUS open fruit flans! | 0:03:22 | 0:03:29 | |
We HATE the French! Did our men die in vain at Agincourt? | 0:03:30 | 0:03:35 | |
Was the man who burnt Joan of Arc simply wasting matches? | 0:03:35 | 0:03:40 | |
-BELL RINGS -His Royal Highness, the Pinhead of Wales summons. | 0:03:40 | 0:03:46 | |
Utter chump though he may be, at least he's not French. | 0:03:46 | 0:03:51 | |
Une toast! Encore une toast! | 0:03:53 | 0:03:56 | |
-Le Pimpernel Scarlet! -Le Pimpernel Scarlet! | 0:03:56 | 0:04:01 | |
Ah! Le Adder Noir! Come in! | 0:04:02 | 0:04:06 | |
This is my butler, you chaps. Brighter than a brain pie. | 0:04:09 | 0:04:14 | |
We want to know who the Scarlet Pimpernel is, | 0:04:14 | 0:04:18 | |
so we can send him a postal order. Any ideas? | 0:04:18 | 0:04:22 | |
Just send it to "The Biggest Show-off in London." | 0:04:22 | 0:04:27 | |
Tish and pish! Gadzooks! Milarky! How DARE you say such a thing? | 0:04:27 | 0:04:32 | |
Dem me, if you're not a swine! DEM that swine! | 0:04:32 | 0:04:37 | |
Sneaking aristocrats out from under the noses of French revolutionaries is as easy as putting on a hat. | 0:04:37 | 0:04:45 | |
Sink me, sir, this is treason! The Scarlet Pimpernel is a HERO. | 0:04:45 | 0:04:50 | |
The revolution is orchestrated by a ruthless band of killers! Dem those killers! | 0:04:50 | 0:04:57 | |
Now for the French Embassy Ball in honour of the exiled aristocracy. | 0:04:59 | 0:05:04 | |
Where I intend to wear the most magnificent pair of trousers, | 0:05:04 | 0:05:09 | |
from Snibcock and Turkey, Couturiers to the Very Wealthy and the Extremely Fat. | 0:05:09 | 0:05:17 | |
-I don't want to get caught out wearing boring trousers. -Dem those boring trousers! | 0:05:17 | 0:05:24 | |
We bet your butler 1,000 guineas that he can't go to France, | 0:05:25 | 0:05:30 | |
rescue an aristocrat and present him at the ball. | 0:05:30 | 0:05:34 | |
Ha! | 0:05:34 | 0:05:35 | |
That's turned you white, hasn't it? You lily-livered, caramel-kidneyed, custard-coloured cad! | 0:05:35 | 0:05:43 | |
Not so buoyant now, are you, eh? Eh? | 0:05:43 | 0:05:47 | |
I'll just go and pack. | 0:05:47 | 0:05:50 | |
Perhaps Lord Smedley and Lord Topper will accompany me? | 0:05:50 | 0:05:55 | |
Just the odd death-defying leap and dental torture. Want to come? | 0:05:55 | 0:06:01 | |
Oh, no! Oh, no! Dem! Dem! | 0:06:01 | 0:06:05 | |
I've an appointment with my doctor. | 0:06:05 | 0:06:08 | |
I've a sniffle coming on, I can feel it in my bones. Dem bones! Dem bones! | 0:06:08 | 0:06:15 | |
What about next week? Come on, get your diaries out, chaps. | 0:06:15 | 0:06:21 | |
Dem! Dem! I've left it behind! Behind! | 0:06:21 | 0:06:25 | |
And my father died. I've got to be at his funeral in 10 minutes. Dem sorry! | 0:06:25 | 0:06:31 | |
Goodbye, your Highness! | 0:06:31 | 0:06:34 | |
Oh, dem! I'm the best man. Dem that dead father! Dem him! Goodbye. | 0:06:34 | 0:06:41 | |
See you at the ball. | 0:06:41 | 0:06:44 | |
-Shame they were busy. I'd have liked them to come with us. -Us? | 0:06:44 | 0:06:50 | |
-Yes. -You're coming? -Yes! -Ah. | 0:06:50 | 0:06:54 | |
Nothing I could say about the horrors involved could put you off? | 0:06:54 | 0:06:59 | |
Oh, no. Let's pack! Just think of those fabulous French birds! | 0:06:59 | 0:07:05 | |
The only women in France are toothless crones who cackle insanely. | 0:07:05 | 0:07:11 | |
They're just playing hard to get. | 0:07:11 | 0:07:15 | |
By removing all their teeth, going mad and ageing 40 years?! | 0:07:15 | 0:07:20 | |
That's right, the little teasers! Go on, pack my silks and satins. | 0:07:20 | 0:07:26 | |
If we are to survive in France, we'll have to dress as the smelliest low-life imaginable. | 0:07:26 | 0:07:33 | |
-Like what? -This is our Paris collection... | 0:07:33 | 0:07:38 | |
Baldrick is wearing a sheep's bladder jacket, with matching dung-ball accessories. | 0:07:38 | 0:07:45 | |
Hair by Crazy Meg of Bedlam Hair. | 0:07:45 | 0:07:48 | |
Notice how the aroma of rotting pilchards has been woven cunningly into the ensemble. | 0:07:48 | 0:07:55 | |
When do you change your trousers? | 0:07:55 | 0:07:58 | |
-I've never changed my trousers. -There is an ancient Greek legend | 0:07:58 | 0:08:04 | |
of a terrible container in which were all the evils of the world. | 0:08:04 | 0:08:09 | |
They called it "Pandora's Box", when of course, they meant "Baldrick's Trousers". | 0:08:09 | 0:08:17 | |
They certainly can get a bit whiffy! | 0:08:17 | 0:08:21 | |
When the box was opened, the whole world turned to darkness. | 0:08:21 | 0:08:26 | |
Baldrick, for the good of mankind, NEVER allow curiosity to lead you to open your trousers. | 0:08:26 | 0:08:33 | |
NOTHING of interest lies therein. | 0:08:35 | 0:08:37 | |
Your Highness, it is trousers like these that YOU will have to wear. | 0:08:37 | 0:08:43 | |
Yes, well... | 0:08:44 | 0:08:46 | |
I might give it a miss. My tummy's playing up. | 0:08:46 | 0:08:51 | |
-Wish wish I could come, but just not poss with this tum. -I see. | 0:08:51 | 0:08:56 | |
-And the chances of me scoring if I look like him are zero. -That's true. | 0:08:56 | 0:09:03 | |
-Mr B, I've got second thoughts about this trip to France. -Why? | 0:09:04 | 0:09:09 | |
Looking like this, there's not much chance of ME scoring either. | 0:09:09 | 0:09:14 | |
-Well, this is it. -If I don't make it back, tell my mother I was alive all the time. | 0:09:16 | 0:09:23 | |
I never kept in touch with the old bat. | 0:09:23 | 0:09:27 | |
Of course, old man. | 0:09:27 | 0:09:30 | |
We must go. The shadows lengthen and we'll have an arduous journey. | 0:09:30 | 0:09:35 | |
Farewell, dear master, and dare I say...friend? | 0:09:35 | 0:09:40 | |
Farewell, brave liberator, and dare I say it...butler? | 0:09:41 | 0:09:46 | |
-Right, put the kettle on. -What?! | 0:09:50 | 0:09:54 | |
It's too dangerous to go to France! | 0:09:54 | 0:09:57 | |
-How are you going to win your bet? -By using the thing between my ears. | 0:09:57 | 0:10:02 | |
Oh, your nose. | 0:10:02 | 0:10:05 | |
No, Baldrick, my brain. | 0:10:07 | 0:10:09 | |
We lie low here for a week, then go to Mrs Miggins', pick up a French aristocrat, | 0:10:09 | 0:10:16 | |
-and claim our 1,000 guineas at the ball. -What if the Prince finds us? | 0:10:16 | 0:10:21 | |
He can't find his own fly-buttons. | 0:10:21 | 0:10:24 | |
What a pair of TROUSERS !! | 0:10:26 | 0:10:29 | |
I shall be the belle of the Embassy ball! | 0:10:29 | 0:10:34 | |
Now, how do you put them on...? Blackadder! | 0:10:34 | 0:10:38 | |
Oh, damn! He's gone to France. Well, I'll do it myself. Um... | 0:10:38 | 0:10:43 | |
What a pleasant week, Baldrick. We must do this more often. | 0:10:48 | 0:10:53 | |
Yes. I'll certainly choose France for my holiday again next year. | 0:10:53 | 0:10:58 | |
Now, work. Off to Mrs Miggins' to pick up any old French toff. | 0:10:58 | 0:11:04 | |
-LOUD BANGING UPSTAIRS -What's that? | 0:11:04 | 0:11:08 | |
The Prince is still trying to put his trousers on. | 0:11:08 | 0:11:13 | |
Damn! | 0:11:14 | 0:11:16 | |
Now, Mrs Miggins, I'd like a plate of pigs' trotters, frogs' legs, and snails' ears, please, | 0:11:17 | 0:11:25 | |
all with Scarlet Pimpernel sauce. | 0:11:25 | 0:11:28 | |
Not so hostile to the Frenchies now? | 0:11:28 | 0:11:31 | |
Oh, no. I'd sooner be hostile to my own servant. | 0:11:31 | 0:11:36 | |
In fact, I came here to meet some Frenchies. | 0:11:36 | 0:11:40 | |
Vive to that and an eclair for all! | 0:11:40 | 0:11:43 | |
Vive indeed. Now I'm looking for a particular kind of Frenchie: | 0:11:43 | 0:11:49 | |
one who is of noble blood, but also short on cash. | 0:11:49 | 0:11:53 | |
THERE'S just the fellow for you. | 0:11:53 | 0:11:57 | |
The Compte de Frou Frou. > Pretty down on his luck, | 0:11:57 | 0:12:01 | |
and he's made that horse's willy last all morning. | 0:12:01 | 0:12:07 | |
Baldrick, we have struck garlic! | 0:12:07 | 0:12:10 | |
-You can have some lunch, Baldrick. -Thank you. | 0:12:13 | 0:12:17 | |
-Le Compte de Frou Frou, I believe? -Yes. | 0:12:18 | 0:12:22 | |
-Do you speak English? -A leettle. | 0:12:22 | 0:12:25 | |
What does that mean? Do we have to ask each other the way to the beach in very loud voices? | 0:12:25 | 0:12:33 | |
Oh, no. I can order coffee, deal with waiters, | 0:12:33 | 0:12:37 | |
-and make sexy chit-chat with girls. -Oh, good. | 0:12:37 | 0:12:41 | |
-Just don't ask me to take a physiology class. -I won't. | 0:12:41 | 0:12:47 | |
Would you like to earn some money? | 0:12:47 | 0:12:50 | |
No. I would like other people to earn it and then GEEVE it to me. Like in France in the good old days. | 0:12:51 | 0:12:59 | |
-This is a chance to RETURN to the good old days. -Oh, I would LOVE that. | 0:12:59 | 0:13:05 | |
The food is filthy here! This huge sausage is VERY suspicious! | 0:13:05 | 0:13:11 | |
-If I didn't know better, I'd say it was a horse's... -Yes, yes, yes. The plan is this... | 0:13:11 | 0:13:18 | |
I'm trying to get a Frenchman out of Paris. Will YOU be that Frenchman? | 0:13:18 | 0:13:24 | |
Just come to the Embassy with me, say I rescued you, | 0:13:24 | 0:13:29 | |
and you'll get 50 guineas and as many vol-au-vents as you like. | 0:13:29 | 0:13:35 | |
It will be a pleasure! If there's one thing we aristocrats enjoy, it's a fabulous party! | 0:13:35 | 0:13:42 | |
Oh, the music! Oh, the laughter...! | 0:13:42 | 0:13:45 | |
If only I had my mongoose costume! | 0:13:45 | 0:13:49 | |
Well, obviously it hasn't really got going yet. | 0:13:53 | 0:13:57 | |
I've been at autopsies with more party atmosphere. | 0:13:57 | 0:14:02 | |
Don't worry. We will soon hear music and laughter. | 0:14:02 | 0:14:07 | |
DRAMATIC MUSIC THEN A HARSH, CRUEL LAUGH... | 0:14:07 | 0:14:12 | |
-Bonsoir, m'sieur. -Good evening. Do you speak English? | 0:14:12 | 0:14:18 | |
-Leetle. -Good. Then take me to the Ambassador. -Pardon? | 0:14:18 | 0:14:23 | |
I - have - rescued an aristocrat... | 0:14:24 | 0:14:28 | |
from the clutches of the evil revolutionaries. | 0:14:28 | 0:14:32 | |
Please take me to the AMBASSADOR. | 0:14:32 | 0:14:35 | |
No - I - won't! | 0:14:35 | 0:14:38 | |
I AM an eveel revolutionary, | 0:14:38 | 0:14:42 | |
and have MURDERED the Ambassador, | 0:14:42 | 0:14:45 | |
and have turned him into... | 0:14:45 | 0:14:48 | |
pate! | 0:14:48 | 0:14:50 | |
Ah. | 0:14:50 | 0:14:52 | |
And YOU, aristo peeg, are TRAPPED ! | 0:14:52 | 0:14:55 | |
Peeg? Ha! You will regret your insolence, revolutionary DOG ! | 0:14:55 | 0:15:00 | |
Dog? Ha! You will regret your arrogance, royalist SNAKE ! Snake? Ha...! | 0:15:00 | 0:15:06 | |
-This is none of my business, so I must be on my way. -Ah ah ah! | 0:15:06 | 0:15:12 | |
Not so fast, Engleesh! | 0:15:12 | 0:15:15 | |
In rescuing this, er... 'boite de stinkeeweed', | 0:15:15 | 0:15:20 | |
you have perverted revolutionary justice. | 0:15:20 | 0:15:24 | |
Do you know what I do to people who do that? | 0:15:24 | 0:15:28 | |
-They're given a little present and let free? -No. -They're smacked and then let off? | 0:15:28 | 0:15:35 | |
-No. -I know. -What? -They're put in prison for the night and guillotined in the morning. | 0:15:35 | 0:15:42 | |
Your little G-NOME is correct, monsieur. | 0:15:42 | 0:15:47 | |
Gentlemen, welcome to the last day of your LIFE ! | 0:15:47 | 0:15:52 | |
How dare you, you feelthy weasel! | 0:15:52 | 0:15:55 | |
Weasel? Ha! You can talk, WARTHOG ! | 0:15:55 | 0:15:58 | |
-Warthog? Ha! -Excuse me, Frou Frou. | 0:15:58 | 0:16:01 | |
Look, me old mate... we're both working class, we both hate these rich bastards. | 0:16:01 | 0:16:08 | |
Come on, you've nothing against me. | 0:16:08 | 0:16:11 | |
On the contraree, I hate you Engleesh, | 0:16:11 | 0:16:15 | |
with your boring trousers and your shiny toilet paper, and your idea that Frenchman are great lovers! | 0:16:15 | 0:16:23 | |
I'M French and I'm hung like a baby carrot and a couple of petit pois! | 0:16:23 | 0:16:28 | |
-Farewell, and DEATH to the aristos! -Death to the aristos! -Shut up! | 0:16:30 | 0:16:36 | |
Monsieur, why waste your words on this scum? Have no fear, the Scarlet Pimpernel will save us! | 0:16:36 | 0:16:45 | |
Some hope! | 0:16:45 | 0:16:47 | |
He's the most overrated person since Judas Iscariot won the AD31 Best Disciple Contest. | 0:16:47 | 0:16:54 | |
Well, if he should fail us... here...I have these suicide pills. | 0:16:54 | 0:17:00 | |
One for me...POP ! One for you...POP ! | 0:17:00 | 0:17:05 | |
and one for the dwarf...GLUG ! | 0:17:05 | 0:17:07 | |
-Say thank you, Baldrick. -Thank you, Mr Frou. | 0:17:07 | 0:17:12 | |
-Ah! The Pimpernel! -Hurray! | 0:17:14 | 0:17:17 | |
No, the Ambassador, hurray. | 0:17:17 | 0:17:20 | |
Hmm, I've got nothing to do... | 0:17:21 | 0:17:25 | |
so I think I will torture... | 0:17:25 | 0:17:28 | |
YOU, aristo mongrel! | 0:17:28 | 0:17:31 | |
Mongrel? Ha! Go ahead, proletarian SKUNK ! | 0:17:31 | 0:17:35 | |
Skunk? Ha! You aristo happypotomus! | 0:17:35 | 0:17:39 | |
Happypotomus? Ha! We'll see... | 0:17:39 | 0:17:41 | |
I'm glad to say I don't think you'll be needing those pills, Mr B. | 0:17:41 | 0:17:48 | |
Am I jumping the gun, Baldrick, or are the words, "I have a plan" | 0:17:48 | 0:17:53 | |
marching into this conversation? | 0:17:53 | 0:17:56 | |
-They certainly are! -Your record in this department is not exactly 100%. | 0:17:56 | 0:18:03 | |
-So what's the plan? -We do NOTHING. | 0:18:03 | 0:18:07 | |
Yep, it's another world-beater. | 0:18:07 | 0:18:10 | |
Wait, I haven't finished. | 0:18:10 | 0:18:13 | |
We do nothing until...our heads have actually been cut off. | 0:18:13 | 0:18:19 | |
And then we spring into action? | 0:18:20 | 0:18:23 | |
-Exactly! You know how when you cut a chicken's head off, it runs round the farmyard? -Ye-es...? | 0:18:23 | 0:18:31 | |
Well, when OUR heads have been cut off, we run round the farmyard, | 0:18:31 | 0:18:36 | |
out the farm gate and escape. What do you think? | 0:18:36 | 0:18:41 | |
My opinion is difficult to express in words. I'll put it this way... | 0:18:41 | 0:18:46 | |
Well, the Scarlet Pimpernel will save us, anyway. | 0:18:47 | 0:18:51 | |
No, he won't! Either I think of an idea, or tomorrow we die... | 0:18:51 | 0:18:57 | |
which I have no intention of doing. I want to be young and wild, | 0:18:57 | 0:19:02 | |
then middle-aged and rich, then old and pretending to be deaf. | 0:19:02 | 0:19:07 | |
Just be quiet and let me think. | 0:19:09 | 0:19:12 | |
-I can't sleep, Mr Blackadder. -I said, shut UP ! | 0:19:13 | 0:19:18 | |
Just think, the Scarlet Pimpernel will be here any moment! | 0:19:18 | 0:19:24 | |
I wish you'd forget this fantasy. | 0:19:24 | 0:19:26 | |
Anyway, the guards would be woken by the noise as he squeezes his swollen head through the door. | 0:19:26 | 0:19:34 | |
-I couldn't sleep when I was little. -You still are little. -Well, when I was even littler. | 0:19:34 | 0:19:41 | |
We used to live in a haunted hovel. | 0:19:41 | 0:19:44 | |
Every night my family were troubled by this disgusting ghoul. | 0:19:44 | 0:19:50 | |
It was terrible. First there was this unholy smell, | 0:19:50 | 0:19:54 | |
then this tiny, clammy, hairy creature would materialise in the bed between them. | 0:19:54 | 0:20:01 | |
Fortunately, I could never see it. | 0:20:01 | 0:20:05 | |
Tell me, Baldrick, when you left home, did this repulsive entity mysteriously disappear? | 0:20:05 | 0:20:12 | |
-Yes, that very day. -Then that mystery is solved. Now, shut up. | 0:20:12 | 0:20:18 | |
I must THINK, or tomorrow we meet our Maker...in my case, God; in your case, God knows. | 0:20:18 | 0:20:25 | |
But I'd be surprised if He's won any design awards. | 0:20:25 | 0:20:30 | |
-Ah! I've thought of a plan. -Hurray! | 0:20:30 | 0:20:33 | |
-Also, I know how to get you to sleep... -BOOTS HIM -Owf! | 0:20:33 | 0:20:38 | |
Good morning, scum. Did you sleep well? | 0:20:39 | 0:20:43 | |
Like a top. And you must be thirsty after your long night's brutality. | 0:20:43 | 0:20:49 | |
-A drink? -No. Not while I'm on duty. | 0:20:49 | 0:20:53 | |
Oh... Perhaps later? | 0:20:53 | 0:20:56 | |
For you, m'sieur, there is no later. | 0:20:56 | 0:20:59 | |
Gentleman, I am proud to introduce France's most veecious woman... | 0:20:59 | 0:21:05 | |
Will you please welcome... Madame Guillotine herself!! | 0:21:05 | 0:21:11 | |
TERRIBLE SHRIEKING LAUGHTER | 0:21:12 | 0:21:16 | |
Are these the Engleesh PEEGS ?! | 0:21:17 | 0:21:20 | |
-Yes, that's us. -Leave them with me! | 0:21:20 | 0:21:24 | |
I intend to torture them in a way so GHASTLY, even YOU won't be able to stand it! | 0:21:24 | 0:21:31 | |
I'll be all right. No, you will be SICK ! | 0:21:31 | 0:21:35 | |
What if I just leave if I feel queasy? You will be sick immediately! | 0:21:35 | 0:21:41 | |
What if I'm sick quietly in a bag? What is in your mind? | 0:21:41 | 0:21:46 | |
WHISPERS | 0:21:46 | 0:21:48 | |
SO...scum... | 0:21:52 | 0:21:55 | |
prepare to be in PA-A-AIN !! | 0:21:55 | 0:21:58 | |
Yes, certainly. But first, perhaps, a toast to your beauty. | 0:21:58 | 0:22:04 | |
Oh, thank you! OK! | 0:22:05 | 0:22:07 | |
-So you were expecting to be rescued, ha? -Some bloody hope! | 0:22:11 | 0:22:16 | |
-ENGLISH ACCENT: On the contrary, I'm sorry I'm so late! -What?! | 0:22:16 | 0:22:22 | |
-Yes, I have come to free you! -Hooray! | 0:22:22 | 0:22:25 | |
Smedley! I thought you were thick! | 0:22:25 | 0:22:28 | |
No. Just a dem fine actor! Thank God I got here before you took any of those awful suicide pills! | 0:22:28 | 0:22:36 | |
I suppose if someone had taken one and wished that he hadn't, he'd be able to do something about it? | 0:22:37 | 0:22:44 | |
No, they're very odd things. The symptoms are most peculiar. | 0:22:44 | 0:22:50 | |
First of all, the victims become very depressed... | 0:22:50 | 0:22:54 | |
Oh, God...! This whole revolution is SO depressing! | 0:22:54 | 0:22:59 | |
And I'm SO lonely and nobody loves me. | 0:22:59 | 0:23:03 | |
-Then comes death? -No! Then comes the loss of temper, you BASTARD ! | 0:23:03 | 0:23:09 | |
-What are YOU staring at?! -Ooh! | 0:23:09 | 0:23:12 | |
And THEN death? | 0:23:12 | 0:23:15 | |
No! After the temper, comes the um...er... | 0:23:15 | 0:23:20 | |
-Forgetfulness? -That's it. The, er... -Forgetfulness. | 0:23:20 | 0:23:25 | |
Right in the middle of a thingy, you completely forget what... | 0:23:25 | 0:23:30 | |
Oh, nice pair of shoes! | 0:23:30 | 0:23:33 | |
THEN you die? | 0:23:33 | 0:23:35 | |
Oh, no, I forgot one! Then comes a moment of exquisite happiness! | 0:23:35 | 0:23:40 | |
Jumping up and down, waving your arms, knowing that we'll be FREE ! | 0:23:40 | 0:23:45 | |
-Free! FREE ! -And then death? | 0:23:45 | 0:23:49 | |
No, you jump in a corner first... | 0:23:49 | 0:23:52 | |
-Hurray! It's the Scarlet Pimpernel! -Yes, Baldrick. -And you killed him! | 0:23:53 | 0:23:59 | |
Yes, Baldrick. What's the point of being the Scarlet Pimpernel | 0:23:59 | 0:24:04 | |
if you fall for the poison routine? | 0:24:04 | 0:24:07 | |
Scarlet Pimpernel?! Scarlet GIT!! | 0:24:07 | 0:24:11 | |
-But here's our chance to escape. -What about Mr Frou? -I wouldn't pick my nose to save Frou Frou! | 0:24:11 | 0:24:19 | |
-Oh... Ah, Frou Frou, my old friend! What are you doing here? -I escaped. | 0:24:19 | 0:24:25 | |
-What happened? -Er, nothing. | 0:24:25 | 0:24:28 | |
-I thought the Scarlet Pimpernel might have saved you. -Ha ha ha! -Ha ha ha! | 0:24:28 | 0:24:35 | |
Ah, chaps! Just trying on my new trousers! | 0:24:37 | 0:24:41 | |
I return, sir, with one top French aristocrat fresh from the Bastille. | 0:24:41 | 0:24:47 | |
Pleased to meet you, monsieur. Do sit down. | 0:24:47 | 0:24:51 | |
Shame about the revolutionary caper. | 0:24:51 | 0:24:55 | |
So, how did you get him out? | 0:24:55 | 0:24:57 | |
Sir, it is a heroic tale of courage which I hesitate to tell myself... | 0:24:57 | 0:25:03 | |
I could try. | 0:25:03 | 0:25:05 | |
We left England in good weather, but in Dover Harbour, we were struck by a tidal wave, | 0:25:05 | 0:25:13 | |
and I swam to Boulogne with Baldrick in my trousers. | 0:25:13 | 0:25:18 | |
Then we were taken to Paris, | 0:25:18 | 0:25:21 | |
where I was hung by my testicles to the walls of the Bastille. | 0:25:21 | 0:25:27 | |
Then I decided I'd had enough. | 0:25:27 | 0:25:30 | |
Bravo! | 0:25:30 | 0:25:32 | |
So I rescued the Compte, killed the guards, ran to Versailles, | 0:25:32 | 0:25:36 | |
where I climbed into Robespierre's bedroom, leaving him a small tray of milk chocolates and a rude note. | 0:25:36 | 0:25:44 | |
The rest...was easy. | 0:25:44 | 0:25:47 | |
An incredible story! Worthy of the Scarlet Pimpernel! | 0:25:47 | 0:25:51 | |
Well, I wouldn't know... | 0:25:51 | 0:25:54 | |
I, on the other hand, would, because, you see, sir... | 0:25:54 | 0:25:59 | |
-I -am the Scarlet Pimpernel! | 0:26:04 | 0:26:08 | |
Oh-oh... | 0:26:08 | 0:26:11 | |
-Good Lord! Topper! -Yes, your Highness. | 0:26:11 | 0:26:15 | |
But egads, by jingo with dumplings and a good helping of sprouts! | 0:26:15 | 0:26:21 | |
You single-handedly saved all those Frenchies?! | 0:26:21 | 0:26:25 | |
Not quite single-handedly, sir. I operate with my friend, Smedley. | 0:26:25 | 0:26:31 | |
But he seems to have disappeared, slightly mysteriously. | 0:26:31 | 0:26:36 | |
-(Shut up! -Yes, Mr Blackadder.) | 0:26:36 | 0:26:39 | |
So Blackadder rescued the Scarlet Pimpernel? | 0:26:39 | 0:26:43 | |
-No, sir. He did not. -Eh? | 0:26:43 | 0:26:45 | |
Prepare yourself for a story of deceit that will make your stomach turn. | 0:26:45 | 0:26:51 | |
Oh, this is interesting, isn't it? | 0:26:51 | 0:26:54 | |
Not only that, but I trust it will lead to the imprisonment of a man who is a liar, a bounder and a cad. | 0:26:56 | 0:27:04 | |
We hate liars, bounders and cads, don't we? | 0:27:06 | 0:27:11 | |
Generally speaking, yes, sir. | 0:27:11 | 0:27:13 | |
But perhaps before Lord Topper talks, he might like some wine? He's looking shaken. | 0:27:13 | 0:27:21 | |
Shaken, but not stirred. | 0:27:21 | 0:27:24 | |
It all began last week. I was in Mrs Miggins' coffee shop when... | 0:27:25 | 0:27:31 | |
Oh, GOD...! | 0:27:31 | 0:27:34 | |
All this treachery is SO depressing! | 0:27:34 | 0:27:37 | |
The whole thing makes you incredibly ANGRY !! It makes you want to... | 0:27:38 | 0:27:44 | |
Nice waistcoat, your Majesty. | 0:27:45 | 0:27:48 | |
Er, sorry, I've forgotten what I was talking about... | 0:27:48 | 0:27:52 | |
A story of dishonour and deceit. | 0:27:52 | 0:27:55 | |
Oh, yes, that's a GREAT story! Great! A WONDERFUL story! | 0:27:55 | 0:28:00 | |
Let me jump into this corner first. | 0:28:00 | 0:28:04 | |
Roast my raisins! He's popped it! Do you think he really WAS the Scarlet Pimpernel? | 0:28:05 | 0:28:12 | |
Judging from the ridiculous manner of his death, I would say he was. | 0:28:12 | 0:28:18 | |
Shame. I wanted to give him this enormous postal order. | 0:28:18 | 0:28:22 | |
Please, sir, let me finish. I would say that he was...n't. | 0:28:22 | 0:28:27 | |
You see, the Scarlet Pimpernel would NEVER reveal his identity. | 0:28:27 | 0:28:33 | |
So you're looking for a man who's just rescued a French aristocrat, | 0:28:33 | 0:28:38 | |
but if asked, "Are you the Scarlet Pimpernel?" he replies, "Absolutely not!" | 0:28:38 | 0:28:45 | |
But, Blackadder, YOU'VE just been to France to rescue an aristocrat! | 0:28:45 | 0:28:51 | |
Oh, Blackadder, are YOU the Scarlet Pimpernel? | 0:28:51 | 0:28:55 | |
Absolutely NOT, sir. | 0:28:55 | 0:28:58 | |
Hooray! | 0:29:00 | 0:29:02 | |
Subtitles by Gillian Spence, BBC Scotland - 1987 | 0:29:45 | 0:29:49 |