British Comedy Guide

Skit comp 1 - 8.12.12

Good work so congratulations to CARLOS MANWELLY and STYLEE TINGTING for winning. Please PM me for next week's topic.
Hence:

Votes - Points
2 - 10 - Carlos Manwelly, Stylee TingTing
1 - 5 - Pingl, Gappy, Michael Monkhouse
Special mention: DubiousG

Your new subject: INTERVIEWS (chosen by GAPPY)

Rules:
One entry/vote per person. Anyone can enter regardless of colour, sexual preferences or inside leg measurement.
Can be a sketch, joke, lyric or anything else as long as it's yours and vaguely linked to the topic. Please try and only post your entry/vote and no other posts.
You can edit your entry as much as you want, up until the closing time.

Competition Closes: 8.12.12

Overall Leader Board is now:

Points - Position - Name

63 - 1 - Gappy
20 - 2 - Lazzard
15 - 3 - Overlay, Tursiops, Michael Monkhouse
11 - 4 - A is for Adam, Ishy, Stylee Ting Ting
10 - 5 - Judgement Dave, Carlos Manwelly, Pingl
6 - 6 - 404NotFound
5 - 7 - Lee, Shandonbelle, Tuumble, Sootyj
1 - 8 - DubiousG, Steve Sunshine

Not really sure if this is right but, thought I'd give it a go anyway!!

INT. RECEPTION AREA

Mr. Jones waits tentatively in the reception area. He is a well-dressed man. A gentleman enters the reception area and makes his way towards Mr. Jones.

MAN 1

Mr. Jones?

MR. JONES

Yes?

MAN 1

Would you like to follow me please?

Mr Jones, follows the gentleman down the hall and through a wooden door behind which is a table with two chairs and a second gentleman awaits.

MAN 1

Take a seat Mr. Jones.

Mr. Jones takes a seat. The sound of a cassette recorder starting can be heard.

MAN 2

For the benefit of the tape, the interview commenced 09:23 on the 28th November 2012.

MR. JONES

Recording eh? What's that for.

MAN 1

Just protocol Mr. Jones.

The two men begin to squabble in the corner.

MAN 1 (to MAN 2)

But, you got to be good cop last time, I'm always the bad guy! OK, OK you win!

MR. JONES

Are you going to drag me over the coals and dig up my past? Come on give me your worst I've been through hundreds of these interviews before.

MAN 2 (to MAN 1)

Looks like the DI was right we're dealing with a right pervert here.

MR. JONES (Now getting impatient)

PERVERT? Is that how you regard all of your employees? Look, I think you'll find everything you want in this.

Mr. Jones hands a piece of paper to one of the two gentlemen. Without even reading it the gentleman pipes up.

MAN 1

For the benefit of the tape the defendant has shown us a piece of paper.

MAN 2

I KNEW IT!! A confession! The chief will be promoting us for this one.

MR. JONES

Confession? No that's my Curriculum Vitae.

MAN 1

Eh?

MR. JONES

My... C.V.

MAN 2

Interview terminated 09:34 on November 28th 2012.

BRIAN: Right, just before we start, I'd just like to thank you, Frank for stepping in; Sally's a bit poorly today, and you really need more than one person to deliver an interview.

FRANK: No problem. Hey, gets me out of boring old Finance for a morning!

BRIAN: Wonderful. Well, Frank, obviously we don't have time to brief you fully on the vacancy, but just follow my lead and chip in when you feel you have something to offer. OK, shall we get started? Let's wheel the first victim in [Chuckles. Door opening] Mr. Ambrose, isn't it?

AMBROSE: Yes, that's right.

BRIAN: Excellent, come in, come in. [Door closes] I'm Brian, and this is Frank. Park yourself on the seat and make yourself at home. Now, why don't you tell us a little about why you applied for this post?

AMBROSE: Well, I, err, I saw the advert and as I'd been looking for a new challenge I thought perhaps my skills would be suitable for -

BRIAN: Yes, yes. Actually, sorry to interrupt, Mr Ambrose -

AMBROSE: Please: Danny.

BRIAN: Danny, lovely. Danny, would you mind putting this hat on?

AMBROSE: Would I...err, sorry?

BRIAN: Just pop the hat on your head.

AMBROSE: Oooookaaaay. Like this?

BRIAN: Perhaps at a jauntier angle. Perfect.

AMBROSE: Right. OK. So, as I said, I have wide experience of -

BRIAN: Oh, no need to say anything. The sorting hat will work out whether you're the man for the job.

AMBROSE: Pardon me?

BRIAN: Sorting hat. It's a magic fedora. Tells us all whether you're suitable for the job or not.

AMBROSE: I've never....err...I, I can't hear anything. Should I hear it, um, talking?

BRIAN: Oh, no, don't worry, it's talking to us. [Short pause] Excellent, thank you Danny, we'll let you know.

AMBROSE: So, what, erm...?

BRIAN: Just leave the hat on the desk, and see yourself out, we'll let you know once we've seen the other candidates. Thanks so much for coming in.

AMBROSE: Oh. Er, no problem. Goodbye. [Door closes]

BRAIN: So, any comments before we see the next one?

FRANK: Sorry, yes, I have one quick question: What just happened there?

BRIAN: Oh, I do apologise, Frank, I forgot you weren't familiar with the sorting hat.

FRANK: No, I'm definitely not.

BRIAN: Well, it's quite simple. I mean, this office manager job, we already know all the candidates have the basic requisite skills, we can tell from their C V.

FRANK: Right...

BRIAN: So, I mean, there are no really meaningful things we can find out about a person in 25 minutes - you can't actually tell whether they're going to be good at the job - so really an interview is all about first impressions. Employers naturally choose the candidate they like the look of.

FRANK: Well, I suppose there's an element of -

BRIAN: Which is fine, but nowadays there are so many rules about the selection process, it becomes extremely exhausting: we can spend all day ticking boxes and filling in forms. But then we found out this little by-law. You see, there's this posh old school that bases some sort of admissions procedure on a magic hat. I guess because so many ministers and so on went there, and because of tradition and all that malarkey, if you look at the laws closely enough you can see that the sorting hat is a legal method of selection.

FRANK: Where is this school?

BRIAN: Somewhere north of King's Cross, I forget the rest. Anyway, it means we can cut the waffle and use enchanted millinery to make our selection.

FRANK: And - this sounds very silly, but I must ask - does the hat actually talk to you?

BRIAN: [Laughs] No, of course not. We just choose the person who looks best wearing the hat. Like I said, first impressions. There's no point wasting time on chit chat.

FRANK: But this is completely unfair! I mean, how do you know you're getting the best candidate?

BRIAN: Frank, you've got to understand, it's not like the jobs you have in Finance. You can ask your chaps all sorts of clever questions about book-keeping and software and procurement law, but all this lot clearly have the basic skills for the job, and it's nigh on impossible to work out who'd be the better office manager. So...

FRANK: Headgear is as good a method as any...?

BRIAN: Bingo!

FRANK: I see. Does it have to be a hat?

BRIAN: No, I think any item of clothing or accessory is allowed. I'll dig out the legislation for you later. So, shall we bring in [Checks list] Mrs Palmer, and see how she sports a titfer?

FRANK: OK then, I'm game.

BRIAN: Knew you'd come around, Frank, old boy. Thanks for going with the flow.

[Fade out. Fade up again on a new interview]

FRANK: Miss Green, many thanks for attending this interview for the new position of my PA. Before we go any further, could you please strip off and put on these sorting stockings? Yes, that's right, and the selection suspenders. The thong of transferrable skills is just on the back of the chair. No need for the criminal records check bra, I don't think. Now, I have a really huge number of candidates to see today, so let's get cracking, shall we?

INTERVIEWER:Tim, you are in the final. On Saturday you could have a one million pound record contract. But what the nation really wants to know is, what is your favourite colour?

TIM:Wow. I would say, I like all colours. All the colours of the rainbow. Also colours not in the rainbow. In fact, think of your favourite colour, that's my favourite colour. I'm just like you. Vote for me.

INTERVIEWER:Who is your inspiration?

TIM:That's a tough one? I would have to say you, the people. The people with phones and the ability to punch in an eleven digit number. I can't say how much inspiration it gives me. Vote for me.

INTERVIEWER:What about people who don't have phones?

TIM:I've never been to Africa

INTERVIEWER:Excuse me?

TIM:I mean, no. I mean. I love Africa. It's my forth favourite continent. I love Africa, love it. Did I mention black is my favourite colour?

INTERVIEWER:What?

TIM:Eh, and white obviously.........and Hispanic. Yes. In answer to your first question; my favourite colour is Hispanic.........Vote for me.

PRICK TEST

V/O The BBC would like to apologise for calling Santa Claus a white-haired maniac breaking into kids' bedrooms to offer them sweeties and unload his sack. We were of course referring to Jimmy Savile... But now, please welcome your host Rolf Haggis with 'The Kids Are All Right!'

Enter ROLF and a KID to APPLAUSE:

ROLF G'day sports and welcome to 'The Kids're All Tight!' (thumbs up) - I mean, 'Right'. Every week I f**k - pluck - a young 'un that I really feel. For. And I get stalking - talking. This time it's a fit young thing - fine young thing - a lucky plucky sucky soul, Roger A. Kidd. Which is his name, not... So, Roger! It's okay, he's under sixteen.

ROGER Hello Rolf.

ROLF So, where d'ya come from?

ROGER Leeds.

ROLF I come from down under me waist. No, just down under. And how do you feel about my - about being on the show?

ROGER I don't know what's got into me.

ROLF You will in a minute. I mean...

ROGER I don't know what's come over me.

ROLF You will in a minute. I mean...

ROGER I want to be up and coming.

ROLF So does me tackle. I mean so does me.

ROGER I want to be up and running.

ROLF So does me - I mean, are you nervous? You shouldn't be - not like I'm gonna tie yer down like me kangaroo sport and get yer cheeks blowing at me didgeridoo till it goes off, (sings) 'Sun-arise', and something else arises, can you guess what it is yet?

PAUSE.

ROGER Rolf, are you okay?

ROLF Sure, sport! I just wanna feel a kid again, I mean I feel like a kid, I mean... Bugger.

ROGER You see, there've been rumours...

ROLF That's so unfair! Look what I've done...

ROGER That's it. What exactly have you done?

ROLF 'Cartoon Time': five minutes' doodling then a cartoon to attract kids.

ROGER Gives a whole new meaning to the term 'foreplay'. What else've you done?

ROLF I got the kids into Animal Clinic.

ROGER And you can san say that without 'im' in the penultimate word. I'm sorry Rolf, just what have you done?

ROLF (sings) 'Two little boys... Gaily they played... Climb up here Jack, I can go just as fast with two...'

Roger gets the handcuffs out.

Nanny wanted:

External street- Terraced house - Sign in the window reads "nanny Required Full time position, contact davinaandkevinmills@hotmail.co.uk for application form and person specification."

Internal - Living room husband and wife, 30 something's sitting on a table next to each other, wife is wearing a grey pinstripe suit. Opposite them sits a woman in her mid 50's dressed smart but casual.

On the table there is a large jug of water and a stack of white plastic cups.

Wife has a laptop and is taking notes as she conducts the interview.

Wife: You certainly meet all the criteria in the person specification, but before we move on to your power point presentation, I just have a couple of more questions.

Woman glances at the clock and then to the husband.

Husband rolls his eyes sympathising with the woman.

Wife: So tell me if you were an animal, what type of animal would you be and why?

Woman looks at husband again, husband gestures woman to answer

Woman: It would have to be an ant, because all my life I have worked hard building a stable home for my children, and I will protect my home and my children no matter what.

Wife: Very good answer so you like to provide and assist for the good of the team, I like that it shows loyalty and selflessness. Don't you think so Kevin?

Husband: Yes I think we have found the perfect person for the job, shall we wrap it up now dear?

Wife: No Kevin Just a few more questions left, it is important to follow the correct procedures in order to appoint the right candidate for the job.

Wife: Now where were we?, ah yes It says on your CV that you have been unemployed for the last 2 years, what happened in your last job, why did you leave?

Woman: I really enjoyed my last job, but unfortunately due to family commitments I had to leave, my boss tried to persuade me to stay on with the company, even offering me a promotion, but I couldn't take him up on his offer.

Wife: I see, very good, and I have noticed we are still yet to receive a reference from your former employer, but no doubt from what you have said, I am sure it will be a glowing one.

Woman glances up to the clock on the wall and then to the husband

Wife: Ok well it's nearly 12 o'clock why don't we stop for a little lunch break, say about half an hour, and that will also give you time to prepare your Power point presentation, is that ok with you Kevin?

Kevin nods in approval and looks over to the woman with an apologetic look.

Wife gets up and walks into the kitchen

Woman whispers to the husband

Woman: I am sorry, but I don't think I can go through with this anymore, it's too much, there is no need of it all, and I haven't made a Power point presentation.

Husband: It won't be for much longer and don't worry about the Power point presentation I will say you sent it to me but I couldn't open it. You will have to take part in some role-play exercises though.

Wife walks over to the table with a tray of coffee and biscuits, and more plastic cups

She notices the husband and the woman whispering

Wife: Now now Kevin, I hope your not giving away any interview tips, you do remember what I said? No special treatment just because she is your mother.

Fade out

THE MAN WHO DID EVERYTHING.

TWO MEN IN THEIR 20'S (KEVIN AND TONY) ARE BEING INTERVIEWED BY THE POLICE AT HOME.

POLICEWOMAN:
So Tony can you tell us what happened?

TONY: (shaking)
Well I was sitting here listening to my head. When I listened for other things I heard nothing until I heard something behind me. By the time I turned around it was still there.

POLICEWOMAN:
And what was it?

TONY:
It was a- it was a someone. They sneaked in and tiptoed right over to the fruit bowl and started...started wiping his nose on the satsuma's. Then he released seventy seven owls and threw a coin into the toilet.

POLICEWOMAN:
I see. Then what happened?

TONY:
He started kicking the fridge and became convinced he was a macaque monkey getting chased by a hunter called Charlie Rattigan, he feigned getting shot by a tranquiliser dart and fell down the stairs at an alarming speed, landing on a bottle of sprite.

He seemed to be in quite a lot of pain and spent the next fourteen minutes whistling into a saucepan. Then he demanded that I rename all the letters of the alphabet and when I couldn't he punched me...

MIMICS A PUNCH TO THE JAW.

TONY (CNTD):
...Right in the knee.

POLICEWOMAN: (TO KEVIN)
And where were you during all this?

KEVIN:
(QUIETLY) I was here I saw everything. I didn't know what was going on. Anything could have happened next and it did. Everything happened, everything I could ever imagine; happened. Playing the clarinet underwater in the bath, bending spoo-,spoo (breaks down a little), bending spools of wool and giving answers to questions that hadn't even been asked yet.

POLICEWOMAN:
And what did he do in the bath and with the wool?

KEVIN:
I can't remember. (SOBS)

POLICEWOMAN: (TO TONY)
Do you know where he is now?

TONY:
Yeah he's right there.

HE POINTS AT KEVIN.

END.

1961, Harry Saltzman's office. Auditions for the part of James Bond.

A knock on the door,

Saltzman - Come

Enter Charles Hawtrey

Hawtrey - Oh Hello

Saltzman - Sit down, Mr Hawtrey what part have you come to audition for?

Hawtrey - Well Mr Saltzman, I've come to audition for the part of James Bond

Saltzman - Bond, are you serious?

(Hawtrey looks at the camera with a hurt expression)

Hawtrey - Oh yes, why is that?

Saltzman - Well Bond is a tough Killer, a ladies man. A macho type you know what I mean. Could you handle a weapon

Hawtrey - Well I've never had any complaints

(Hawtrey looks at camera with a smile)

Hawtrey - I often hang out with very butch men down the docks, I'm no stranger to working out in Jim

Saltzman - You mean in the Gym

Hawtrey - I know what I mean

(Hawtrey looks at the camera with an innocent face)

Saltzman - But Mr Hawtrey, Bond is muscular and doesn't wear glasses. He's a ladies man, could you woo Honey Ryder

Hawtrey - Well it sounds like a sticky situation, but if I get knocked off I'll just get back on

(Hawtrey looks at camera with a shocked expression)

Saltzman - No I just don't see you making the ladies swoon, and if I'm not mistaken that's not your real hair

Hawtrey - How very dare you, it's my own hair, I paid two and six for it at Mr Wig in Knightsbridge

Saltzman - No I'm sorry. Next

Hawtrey leaves. As he walks into the hall he sees Sean Connery sitting in a chair waiting

Hawtrey - It's no use ducky, he's looking for someone with his own hair

Connery - Oh Pishhh

Carlos.

Otterfox so mental I really liked it

I liked the sorting hat idea from Gappy, but Otterfox it is for me this week

It's Pingl for me this week.

Share this page