That Mitchell and Webb Look | Season 2
© 2006 British Broadcasting Corporation
That Mitchell and Webb Look is painfully funny, thought-provoking and intelligent. It is also puerile and very, very silly. Which is exactly how comedy should be. From a green clarinet which forces people to speak aloud embarrassing truths to Queen Victoria and her obsession with a bush that smells like ejaculate, there's something for everyone here.
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Clip 1 S02 E01 |
In the tradition of the Carry On franchise, welcome to a bawdy 1970's hospital where innuendo is infectious. Unless you're Doctor Askwith. He just can't grasp the concept at all. |
Doctor |
Right, let's have a look at your charts, Mr. Peppard. Hmm, yes, looking better than yesterday. |
Mr. Peppard |
Ooh, thank you, Doctor! |
Doctor |
[Pulling out a syringe and priming it] |
Now... you might feel a small pr**k. |
Mr. Peppard |
Wouldn't be the first! |
Doctor |
Brace yourself. I'm gonna give you one in the posterior. |
Mr. Peppard |
I should be so lucky. Is this your first time? I hope you know where you're sticking that thing! |
Doctor |
Don't worry. It isn't hard. |
Mr. Peppard |
Mmm, speak for yourself! |
Doctor Askwith |
[Arriving late into the conversation] |
Shall I get my c*ck out? |
[The music stops and everyone stares at Doctor Askwith, aghast] |
What? |
Doctor |
Doctor Askwith... go and help Nurse Sidebottom. |
[Cut to: Adjoining ward. NURSE SIDEBOTTOM is holding a jug in each hand] |
Nurse Sidebottom |
Can I get you tea or coffee, Darling? |
Patient |
That's a lovely pair of jugs. |
Nurse Sidebottom |
[Laughs in the style of the late, great Barbara Windsor] |
Cheeky! Just get your hands off 'em, they're hot! |
Patient |
Tell me something I don't know! |
[They BOTH laugh] |
Doctor Askwith |
Do you want to rub them on my c*ck? |
[The music stops as everyone stares, aghast] |
Consultant |
ASWKITH! Come with me. |
[Cut to: CONSULTANT'S office. ASKWITH sits opposite him] |
What on Earth is wrong with you, Doctor Askwith? This is supposed to be a bawdy 1970's hospital. Please stick to using innuendo. |
Doctor Askwith |
I'm sorry, Sir but to be honest I've never really understood the difference between double entendres and the stuff I say. |
Consultant |
Let me try to explain. |
[Pulls out a fishing rod from beneath his desk] |
If I say, "Would you like to grasp my rod?", that's innuendo. "Would you like to wa*k off my c*ck?"... that's not. Do you see what I mean? |
Doctor Askwith |
Not really. |
Consultant |
Well, maybe you're not cut out to be a doctor in a bawdy 1970's hospital. |
Doctor Askwith |
Right. Perhaps it's for the best if I leave. |
Consultant |
I think you're right. Now there's no need to make a scene. Just leave discreetly. I think it's best if you use the rear entrance and go up the back passage. |
Doctor Askwith |
Ooer, missus? |
Consultant |
Too late. |
Clip 2 S02 E02 |
Panto. A very British tradition. Where innuendo and sexual themes are masked so as to go over the heads of children and hit adults square in the face. Except for this particular production. |
[WIDOW TWANKY is bent over a table and one of the UGLY SISTERS is spanking her] |
Buttons |
Ha ha! Take that, you beauty! |
Widow Twanky |
No! Oh, no! Stop it! |
Director |
[Laughs maniacally at the sight before him] |
That's great stuff. Fantastic. |
Producer |
[Walking into the auditorium through a door left of the stage] |
Okay, guys... guys. Listen up! Listen up, guys. Um, look it's... it's bad news. I've just been talking to the Parish Council and they... strongly feel that we should drop the dame rape from this year's panto. |
Director |
What?! |
Producer |
Now, I know how you all feel about this - |
Ugly Sister |
[Moving towards the edge of the stage, we see that she's wearing a hideous strap-on] |
But it's traditional! |
Director |
It's everyone's favourite bit! |
Producer |
I'm sorry but I'm afraid the message that I'm getting, loud and clear, from the Parish Council is that it's... offensive, in this day and age. |
Director |
Oh, WHAT?! What NEXT?! I suppose they're going to tell us we can't have Cinderella sucking off the panto horse, now? |
Producer |
Well, I'm afraid they did voice some concerns. |
Cinderella |
But Mrs. Edwards has built a contraption that makes it jizz! |
Mrs. Edwards |
[Appearing from the rear of the panto horse costume, holding a syringe filled with egg white] |
That's right! |
Producer |
Look, I'm just... just don't shoot the messenger. |
Director |
But the messenger shooting's the only bit of gore in the whole thing! |
Producer |
I know and I'm sorry - |
Director |
Oh, this is ridiculous. First, the dwarf gassing scene has to go, then the Mister Wolf Wa*k Song gets cut. Buttons has to be wearing clothes, which means his name's not a joke any more! I must say, I'm on the point of walking. Tell me, Alan... can we still force-feed Mother Goose and throw her resultant pâté at the audience? |
Producer |
Oh yeah, they're fine with that. |
Director |
Okay. |
Clip 3 S02 E04 |
Working from home. It's become the norm during the pandemic, hasn't it? Which has almost certainly led to an increase in instances of spontaneous masturbation "at work." |
Anita |
Hi, guys. How are you? |
Gary |
Oh, not bad, Anita. Good to see you. |
Anita |
Terry, this is Gary and Michelle. I was telling you about them. |
Terry |
Hello. Nice to meet you. |
Gary |
Hi! |
Anita |
Gary works from home as well, don't you, Gary? |
Gary |
Oh, you've given up the nine to five as well then, Terry? |
Terry |
Well, I've only been doing it a few months but, uh... |
Gary |
Takes a bit of getting used to. |
Anita |
Well, I'll leave you boys to it. Michelle, come on. There's some people I want you to meet. |
Gary |
So, have you, uh... you know... |
Terry |
What? |
Gary |
You know. Got past the wa*king stage yet? |
Terry |
I beg your pardon? |
Gary |
Don't pretend. You've got that look in your eye. |
Terry |
I don't know what you're... |
[Whispering] |
Does it get any easier? |
Gary |
You've just got to learn to control it. |
Terry |
I mean, I wake up with the best of intentions, you know... I mean streamline my business plan, market research... but - |
Gary |
- Within half an hour of the wife leaving the house, you're on the old internet... |
Terry |
I mean, the first month... I did it so often I couldn't sit down! |
Gary |
We've all been there. |
Terry |
It's getting harder to explain to Anita why I'm not making any progress with the business, you know. I mean, I can't tell her that instead of phoning potential clients, I'm just frantically wa*king off over the most mildly arousing image on daytime TV. |
Gary |
See, you've just got to learn to timetable it properly. |
Terry |
Really? |
Gary |
Hmm. It's like a reward system. You... you make a good phone call, have a wa*k to celebrate! Works for me. |
Terry |
Sounds like a good idea. |
Gary |
I mean, I nearly wa*ked the whole business away a couple of years ago. I had to claw it back from the brink. |
Anita |
[Returning] |
Hey, what are you boys colluding over? |
Terry |
Uh, no... Gary was just giving me some really good advice about working from home. You know, keeping track of your finances, allotting your time effectively - |
Anita |
He should be telling you how to reign in the wa*king! I mean, on your own at home all day... I know what I'd be doing! |