Welcome to the Flying Circus Archive!! Here lie many a sound from Monty Python's Flying Circus.
"This is abuse!"
"And now for something completely different."
"Hi, I'm Arthur. Arthur Name. Name by name but not by nature!"
"The BBC would like to apologize for the next announcement."
"I've heard tell that sir Gerard Depardieu has a pet prawn called Simon!"
"My brain hurts!"
"Hot enough to boil a monkey's bum! . . .That's a strange expression Bruce. . . Well Bruce, I heard the Prime Minister use it.
Children's Stories (The Entire Sketch)
"I like Chinese. They only come up to your kneees. (Singing)
"You dirty double-crossing rat!"
"I didn't expect to find the Spanish Inquisition!"
"Oh, it drives me mad!"
"Don't give me that you snotty-faced heap of parrot droppings!"
"Stop this, stop this! This hideous facade!"
"Please fondle my bum!"
"That was fun!"
"Oh, hello sailor!"
"What is the solution, if any, to this problem?"
"It's!"
"Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half an hour before I went to bed! Drink a cup of . . . "
"You are a looney."
"Malcom Peter Brian Telescope Adrian Black Stoatwobbler . . . . "
"Great balls of fire?"
"There's a dead bishop on the landing dad!"
The Beginning of the Theme Song (Sousa's Liberty Bell)
"No!"
"Poot! . . .Sorry!"
"There's nothing wrong with you that an expensive operation can't prolong.'
"Shut you're festering gob ya tit! Your type really makes me puke you vacuous, coffee-nosed malodorous pervert!"
"The sketch is over!"
"Hello, I'm Smoke-Too-Much!"
"Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition!"
"We deal with stiffs."
"Stop the program!"
"I like traffic lights."
"I've heard of unisex, but I've never had it.
"Look, its people like you what cause unrest!"
"Who wrote that?"
And Now, Excerpts From the Ever Popular Parrot Sketch
"I wish to register a complaint!"
"I'll tell you what's wrong with it my lad. It's dead. That's what's wrong with it."
"Look, don't play the slippery eel with me that parrot is definitely deceased!"
"Remarkable bird the Norweigan Blue,� isn't it? Beautiful plumage!"
"Hello polly!"
"Now that's what I call a dead parrot!"
"It's stone dead!"
"I took the liberty of examining this parrot when I got it home and I discovered, that the only reason it had been sitting on its perch in the first place, was that it had been nailed there."
"Nevermind that my lad, I wish to complain about this parrot, which I purchased not half an hour ago from this very boutique!"
"Mate this parrot wouldn't voom if you put four million volts through it! It's bleeding demised!"
"He's not pinin', he's passed on! This parrot is no more! He has ceased to be!. He's expired . . . .(Entire complaint)"�
TO BOLTON!!