Greenslade This is the BBC Home
Service.
Grams (clink of coin in enamel mug)
Greenslade Thank you so much. Welcome to
the highly esteemed Goon Show. Now,
tonight’s story, Seagoon’s Return, is a
torrid tale of greed, wanton expenditure, shame, humility and, yes,
forgiveness, brought to you by your talking-type electric wireless,
direct from
your sideboard, via airwaves provided.
Grams (scene setting-music)
Seagoon What what what what
what?
FX (loud knocking at the door, which continues)
Minnie Bannister Heeennnnnrrrryy!
Hhhheennnnnrrrryyyyyy! There’s someone
knocking at the door!
Henry Crun Mnn, mnn, must be the Prime
Minister.
Minnie Mnn, Mnn, what did you
say?
Crun Mnn, mnn, that must be
the Prime Minister knocking at the door.
Minnie I can’t hear you.
Crun It must be all that
knock-knock-knocking at the door.
Minnie (pause) Mnn, Mnn, what did you say?
Crun I said it must be all
that knocking at the door.
Minnie I can’t hear you. Open
the door, and perhaps the knocking will stop.
Crun I can’t hear you. Tell
you what, I’ll open the door and perhaps the knocking will stop.
Minnie I can’t hear you
because of all that knocking.
FX(much
knob rattling, knocking stops, echo-creaking of hinges)
Crun What do you want?
Minnie I want you to stop all
that knocking, buddy.
Crun It stopped when I
opened the door.
Minnie No, don’t, whatever,
you do, open the door.
Crun Why ever not?
Minnie We’ll all be murdered
in our beds!
Crun But I’m not in bed,
I’m opening the door. They’re not what they used to be – you can’t get the
wood, you know. Ah! There seems to be a gentleman standing here, with knuckles
red raw. Good evening. Are you the Prime Minister?
Seagoon No, but it’s probably
just a matter of time. I have come on an important errand.
Crun Well, it’s at the top
of the stairs. Don’t forget to put the lid down afterwards.
Seagoon Thank you, yes,
perhaps later. Meanwhile, I have come to take my inheritance.
Bloodnok Now, then, what’s all
this noise? Neddie, my boy, what are you doing out there?
Seagoon Knocking at the door.
Minnie Not any more, buddy.
Bloodnok Why were you knocking?
Seagoon Because the door was
closed.
Bloodnok This boy’s no fool.
And why, pray, were you knocking at this hour?
Seagoon Because earlier I was
standing over yonder and I couldn’t reach the door
from there. Needle nardle
noo!
Bloodnok And what do you want?
Seagoon Well, first of all,
I’d appreciate it you’d open the door…
Minnie …which we have…
Seagoon …so now, I have come
for my inheritance.
Bloodnok Fair enough. What will you do
with it?
Seagoon Put it in my
handkerchief-type satchel and transport myself away by means
of this sound
effect…
FX (whoosh)
Seagoon … to Dissipation City!
Grams (laughter, piano music, glasses clinking)
Seagoon Listeners, it was rife
– I say rife – with jollity and revelry. The men were
handsome and some of the
women were, to my eye, quite remarkable…
Throat Yes mate.
Seagoon …while the gambling
and eating and drinking went on well into the night. There were dancing girls,
including Sabrina.
Grytpype-Thynnne No, no, it’s just me, with my arms folded.
Concentrate on the poker. Now, then, I’ll see your marshmallow trouser press
and raise you… a clockwork encyclopedia. Have a gorilla.
Seagoon No thanks, they hurt my throat. I’ll see your
encyclopedia and raise you three – yes, three – steam-driven pencils.
Grytpype-Thynnne H’mm.
I’ll raise you this photograph of a five rupee note.
(aside) What a Charlie…
Seagoon (aside) Haha! Listeners, I’ve got him right where I
want him. (aloud, clears throat) Now,
I’ll see your photograph and raise you a quarter past three on a damp Tuesday.
What do you say to that, h’mm?
Grytpype-Thynnne You silly twisted boy. You will never beat
me! I have five aces and two jokers.
Seagoon Rats! I’ve only got Kamchatka, Get Out of Jail Free
and Mrs Bunn
the Baker’s Wife. Argh! Penniless!
Grytpype-Thynnne Ace of clubs, hearts, spades and diamonds,
plus Knave of Cups
and the lead piping. I win! And now, something yet more
grim.
Max Geldray & Orchestra Pennies
from Heaven
Grams (‘back to the story’-type chords)
Seagoon The news was even worse than I could have imagined,
folks. It was a national famine. I looked for a job and found one in a pigsty,
tending hogs. I was at my lowest ebb, penniless, looking after porkers and all
alone in the world, or so I thought.
Eccles (sings) I talk to the trees.
Seagoon The singer was a
ragged idiot.
Eccles Hallo shipmate!
Seagoon Have you seen what
these pigs are eating?
Eccles Yes, but only when I’m
watching.
Seagoon And what do you think?
Eccles I think I talk to the
trees.
Seagoon He stood three foot
nineteen in his socks, and very nearly half that
in the dark. What do you think
of the food they feed those pigs?
Eccles It’s a disgrace.
Seagoon This boy’s got some
spirit!
Eccles It’s a disgrace that
they are getting better food than we are.
Seagoon It was undeniable. The
pigs had delicious-looking warty pods, mouldy
offcuts, rotting stalks and woody
bits. We were in desperate danger of starvation, but
only a complete fool would
envy those pigs.
Eccles I wish I could eat
what those pigs are having. Shut up, Eccles.
Grams (angelic choirs, etc speeded up, slowed down; about 20
seconds)
Seagoon What what what what
what what? I could go home and eat all I want and
work for my father and be a
hired man since I’m no longer worthy to be a son. It’s true.
I’m off!
FX (whoosh)
Eccles Everything’s going to
be fine, fine.
Seagoon Except, of course, for
this.
Ray Ellington Quartet Mama’s Got One Bloodshot Eye
Grams (‘back to the story’-type chords)
Seagoon Soon I was on the road
home. Over this hill, down the track, round the corner,
past the duckpond and
beyond the next fencepost and then I shall be able to see my
father’s
farmhouse. I shall tell him I am no longer worthy to be called a son and ask
to
work as a hired hand. But what’s this? As I live and breathe, it’s my old dad,
running out from the homestead to meet and greet me.
FX (running footsteps)
Bloodnok My son! Servant, come
here.
Bluebottle Enter Bluebottle,
waits for applause, as usual, not a sausage.
Bloodnok Servant!
Bluebottle My master, what is thy
bidding?
Bloodnok Fetch some shoes and a
robe.
Seagoon Boy, those servants
ran busily, fetching shoes, a ring and a coat.
After what seemed like forever,
I was finally offered some food.
Bloodnok Kill the fatted calf!
Throat Yes, mate.
Greenslade And so, later, everyone had roast beef and fruit flan and
wine and
there was dancing and laughter and joyful celebrations.
Seagoon But even as I was
tucking in to my dinner, I noticed Bluebottle dancing
and prancing dangerously
close to the edge of the duck pond. Suddenly…
FX (splosh)
Little Jim He’s fallen in the
water!
Bluebottle You rotten swine, you
deaded me!
Bloodnok My son was lost, but
is found; he was dead but is alive!
Seagoon What what what what
what what?
Grams (Theme music)
Greenslade That was the Goon Show, a BBC recorded programme featuring
Greenslade That was the Goon Show, a BBC recorded programme featuring
Peter Sellers, Harry Secombe and Spike
Milligan with the Ray Ellington Quartet
and Max Geldray. Script by Jesus of
Nazareth, announcer Wallace Greenslade.
Produced by Luke’s Gospel.