A ROOM FULL OF OLD MEN IN TOP HATS & TAILS SITTING AROUND RELAXING OR CONVERSING.ONE OF THE MEN (LORD FAVERSHAM) IS STANDING NEAR THE DOOR TRYING TO GET THEIR ATTENTION.
LORD FAVERSHAM:
Right Chaps we need to make Haste, We are being Picked up at 1900 hours.
LORD PIPKIN:
Picked up? What on earth are you talking about man?
LORD FAVERSHAM:
We went through all of this earlier! There's a carriage coming for us. We've all been bought by a A mysterious gentleman.
LORD FARQUHAR:
You're talking Gibberish Old fellow, what do you mean we've been all been bought?
LORD FAVERSHAM:
We're a Christmas present. How many times do I have to explain?
LORD PIPKIN:
What would anyone want with 10 Lords for heavens sake.
LORD FAVERSHAM:
I'm not entirely sure to be honest, but 50 Guineas is 50 Guineas, now come on hurry up get your cape on, our carriage will be here forthwith.
LORD PIPKIN:
And when we get there what would you have us do? Just stand around being noble?
LORD FAVERSHAM:
Yes a little bit, but more importantly we all need to Leap.
LORD PIPKIN:
Well that won't be a problem look half of us are asleep already.
LORD FAVERSHAM:
No Leap, Leap (DEMONSTRATES WITH A TWO INCH JUMP OFF THE FLOOR)
LORD PIPKIN:
That sounds ever so odd to me. Are you quite sure he didn't ask for 10 Lords a Sleeping?.
LORD FAVERSHAM:
No It's definitely Leaping, look here's the receipt.
LORD FARQUHAR:
It's just that we're all jolly good at sleeping, but most of us don't have much leaping experience.
LORD PIPKIN:
Why Don't you just Telephone the fellow & check?
LORD FAVERSHAM:
I did try earlier but there was too much noise to make out a damn word the fellow was saying.
LORD PIPKIN:
Noise? What sort of noise?
LORD FAVERSHAM:
Well I can't be certain, but it sounded rather like a Milkmaid being attacked by Geese whilst strangling a French Hen with a Gold Ring.
LORD PIPKIN:
Doesn't sound very safe to me.
LORD FAVERSHAM:
Well it's too late to back out now, besides I think I hear Horses. Come on chaps it is time for us to be delivered as it were.
THE LORDS ALL GET UP SLIGHTLY BEWILDERED AND START GRUMBLING AND SHUFFLING TOWARDS THE DOOR
LORD FAVERSHAM:
Do you Call that leaping? Put some effort in for heavens sake.
THE LORDS MAKE HALF HEARTED ATTEMPTS TO RAISE A LEG OR MAKE A TINY JUMP ON THEIR WAY OUT
LORD FAVERSHAM:
And you Lord Brooke-Greene!
LORD BROOKE GREENE GETS UP AND MAKES A LARGE BALLETIC LEAP TOWARDS THE DOOR ENDING WITH A THEATRICAL SPIN.
LORD BROOKE GREENE:
You know what? I just love Christmas!
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