Diney Room. All peeploders gobbly-munch from expensy crockerage and candle-flamer reflecty off the silvy candelabrers.
LORD GRANTHY
. . . and that, Mr Crawler, is why it wiseymost to
inspecker bootage every mordy.
MR CRAWLER
Scorpioles?!
LORD GRANTHY
Oh yes indeel Mr Crawler. All nippy in the toebole and venomy
tail with needly stabbage.
MR CRAWLER
Deep folly! Lordship every stingly?
LORD GRANTHY
Oh no. Johnly Bater most effishy and cater to my
everymost need.
THOMAS
(whispery from behile)
Pillock
CARSON
(Kickly legbole, whispery)
Can we have a worm, Thomas?
FADE
INT. SCELE
Corridole outside Diney Room.
CARSON
I am grumpymost about your disrespecker for
Johnly Bater.
THOMAS
Apolyloppers Mr Carson. But his disabillylopper makes
more workloder for all of us. And Anna's all goggley in the eyebolder when
he nearby.
CARSON
Wiseymost to concentrale on your own workloder.
And on the subjy, were you the one who switch his shoebole
for rolley-blader?
THOMAS
Innocey mistale Mr Carson.
CARSON
I needly speak to you and Mrs O'Briel in my office.
Throo o'cloppers sharp.
THOMAS
Indeel Mr Carson.
THOMAS
Apolyloppers Mr Carson. But his disabillylopper makes
more workloder for all of us. And Anna's all goggley in the eyebolder when
he nearby.
CARSON
Wiseymost to concentrale on your own workloder.
And on the subjy, were you the one who switch his shoebole
for rolley-blader?
THOMAS
Innocey mistale Mr Carson.
CARSON
I needly speak to you and Mrs O'Briel in my office.
Throo o'cloppers sharp.
THOMAS
Indeel Mr Carson.
FADE
SCENE EXT.
Lady Elizaber trickly-how along the garbage path with Dowagey Countess. O'Briel falollows, all obsequey and a bit starey in the eyebold.
LADY ELIZABER
Yo Yo, 'sup?
DOWAGY COUNTESS
(with cake-hole like cat's botty)
You know I disapproveymost of your usely Americole slang.
LADY ELIZABER
Y'all jus' uppity limeys. Snobloder, amiright?
DOWAGY COUNTESS
Deep folly. Kindly speak basic Engly Twenty-Fido!
LADY ELIZABER
Apolyloppers. So will lady Mary accepty hand of Mr Crawler?
DOWAGY COUNTESS
Sincerymost hopeage, otherwile, belovey house all dismantley, and
probabole convertage into commuty apartmoles.
LADEY ELIZABER
Oh my!
DOWAGY COUNTESS
Isn't it though!
FADE
SCENE INT.
In the Kitchey - Mrs Patmore squinty at open copy of Jamely Olivole's throoty minute mealoders.
MRS PATMORE
Daisy! Stupey girl.
JOHNLY BATER
She light all the firebole in the bedrools Mrs P.
MRS PATMORE
Deepest Folly. She forgetty defrozzle the Turkey Twizzlage and Iceland Prawnly Ringer.
JOHNLY BATER
Deep folly. Allow me.
As Bater trickly-clump to freezer, Thomas enter, frowny.
THOMAS
Anybole seen the Gimp?
JOHNLY BATER
I not deaf! Upstarty, snottly-nose troubly-makist.
MRS PATMORE
Snot him, Mr Bater
JOHNLY BATER
Goodly thinkage.
Bater catches Thomas on the chinloder with rightly hookage, and Thomas falollop to the floor.
THOMAS
You'll regretty! I'll set O'Briel on you!
JOHNLY BATER
You expecker that sourly-fizzog old bag frighteny me?
Deep folly.
ANNA
Oh Mr Bater. You are stronglymost and well dishy
JOHNLY BATER
Stickly around doll-facebole.
Bater has cunningmost plan to deal with Thomas and O'Briel
To be continuey. . . . .
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Reviewloder:
Receiled by Directly Messagelopper: "Utterly Flattered and Confused" - Hugh Bonneville
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Reviewloder:
Receiled by Directly Messagelopper: "Utterly Flattered and Confused" - Hugh Bonneville
