Oct. 24th, 2012

impulsereader: (MF Lemon)
OK - I didn't want to randomly break in on this thread and scream, "Cabin Pressure!  Johannesburg!"  so instead I'm directing all CP fans over here for some discussion regarding the noises animals make in various languages. 
*****
MARTIN & ARTHUR: ♪ Six men, five men, four men, three men, two men, one man and his dog ♪ -
MARTIN: Diego?
DIEGO: Wow, wow!
MARTIN & ARTHUR: ♪ Went to mow a meadow! ♪
MARTIN: "Wow, wow"? When have you ever heard a dog say "wow, wow"?
DIEGO: Every time I have heard a dog, he have said to me, "wow, wow."
MARTIN: Then you, Señor, have been speaking to some very peculiar dogs. Arthur, where are we up to?
ARTHUR: Thirty-two.
MARTIN: Very well, on my count, gentlemen! One, two, three! ♪ Thirty-two men went to mow, went to mow a meadow . . . ♪
*****
DOUGLAS: (huffs) Twenty to five! That's definitely it, then!
CAROLYN: You've said that every five minutes since four o'clock.
DOUGLAS: YES! But there's no way we can do it now, even if he -
MARTIN & ARTHUR & DIEGO: ♪ - one man and his ♪ -
DOUGLAS: Oh, look!
MARTIN: Elephant!
DIEGO: Praa, praa!
MARTIN & ARTHUR & DIEGO: ♪ WENT TO MOW A MEADOW! ♪
MARTIN: "Praa, praa," Diego, really?
DIEGO: Of course.
DOUGLAS: Martin! Good Lord! Maverick flies again!
MARTIN: Hello, Douglas! Can I suggest you save all the jokes about my shades for now, and we'll have them in a nice long stream once we get airborne? In the meantime, Carolyn, Douglas, this is Diego, a fine engineer, a useful light baritone, and a man with an inexhaustible knowledge of how Spanish animals go. Diego, do your Spanish cockerel?
DIEGO: Ki-kirri-kee!
MARTIN: Yup, that's my favorite one. Now then, Diego, here's the wing, get to work. Arthur, park the truck.
ARTHUR: Where?
MARTIN: Uh, well behind the plane, by that . . . wet . . . car. You two, get on board, and prepare to leave immediately!
DOUGLAS: But Martin, we've only got twenty minutes before they shut the tower. He can't possibly fix it -
MARTIN: Certainly he can! A man who can imitate a Spanish squirrel helping forty-eight men mow a meadow is capable of anything. Now, come on, we have to get a move on!
DOUGLAS: In other words, you feel the need. The need for speed.
MARTIN: Seriously, Douglas, save them for later.
*****
Excerpt taken from the Johannesburg transcript so generously provided by [livejournal.com profile] innie_darling.

impulsereader: (MF Lemon)
OK - I didn't want to randomly break in on this thread and scream, "Cabin Pressure!  Johannesburg!"  so instead I'm directing all CP fans over here for some discussion regarding the noises animals make in various languages. 
*****
MARTIN & ARTHUR: ♪ Six men, five men, four men, three men, two men, one man and his dog ♪ -
MARTIN: Diego?
DIEGO: Wow, wow!
MARTIN & ARTHUR: ♪ Went to mow a meadow! ♪
MARTIN: "Wow, wow"? When have you ever heard a dog say "wow, wow"?
DIEGO: Every time I have heard a dog, he have said to me, "wow, wow."
MARTIN: Then you, Señor, have been speaking to some very peculiar dogs. Arthur, where are we up to?
ARTHUR: Thirty-two.
MARTIN: Very well, on my count, gentlemen! One, two, three! ♪ Thirty-two men went to mow, went to mow a meadow . . . ♪
*****
DOUGLAS: (huffs) Twenty to five! That's definitely it, then!
CAROLYN: You've said that every five minutes since four o'clock.
DOUGLAS: YES! But there's no way we can do it now, even if he -
MARTIN & ARTHUR & DIEGO: ♪ - one man and his ♪ -
DOUGLAS: Oh, look!
MARTIN: Elephant!
DIEGO: Praa, praa!
MARTIN & ARTHUR & DIEGO: ♪ WENT TO MOW A MEADOW! ♪
MARTIN: "Praa, praa," Diego, really?
DIEGO: Of course.
DOUGLAS: Martin! Good Lord! Maverick flies again!
MARTIN: Hello, Douglas! Can I suggest you save all the jokes about my shades for now, and we'll have them in a nice long stream once we get airborne? In the meantime, Carolyn, Douglas, this is Diego, a fine engineer, a useful light baritone, and a man with an inexhaustible knowledge of how Spanish animals go. Diego, do your Spanish cockerel?
DIEGO: Ki-kirri-kee!
MARTIN: Yup, that's my favorite one. Now then, Diego, here's the wing, get to work. Arthur, park the truck.
ARTHUR: Where?
MARTIN: Uh, well behind the plane, by that . . . wet . . . car. You two, get on board, and prepare to leave immediately!
DOUGLAS: But Martin, we've only got twenty minutes before they shut the tower. He can't possibly fix it -
MARTIN: Certainly he can! A man who can imitate a Spanish squirrel helping forty-eight men mow a meadow is capable of anything. Now, come on, we have to get a move on!
DOUGLAS: In other words, you feel the need. The need for speed.
MARTIN: Seriously, Douglas, save them for later.
*****
Excerpt taken from the Johannesburg transcript so generously provided by [livejournal.com profile] innie_darling.

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