I, Me, Mine

Yesterday's That Mitchell & Webb Sound featured my favourite sketch of theirs (favourite for reasons more than plain comedy), which I hereby transcribe for your reading pleasure.

Heavenly Voice1: Ah, hello. Simon, isn't it.

Simon: Yes.

Heavenly Voice2: Good, good. Welcome to the afterlife.

Simon: Am I ... dead?

HV1: Well, yes. That's very much the point of the afterlife.

HV2: Hence the name.

Simon: So, er, are you going to judge me?

HV2: Oh no no no. That's between you and your god or gods. We're only the recorders . Strictly non-judgmental.

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запомнилось еще про Льюиса и Морза, очень смешно, но почти все детали, к сожалению, пролетают мимо меня, потому что я знаю только то, что в "Индеворе" (танцую в предвкушении скорого третьего сезона!). оставлю кусочек.

- oh, we must invite Detective Sergeant Lewis.
- oh, yes, he's become a real pal since we were exonerated over the death of that violinist.
- he has. although...
- what?
- well, i've a morbid fear that if Lewis comes, he might feel obliged to bring that lonely old guy he works with.
- oh, what's his name?
- well, that, if you remember rightly, is a moot point.
- oh, yes. cause his surname's Morse and that's pretty much all he's willing to let on.
- he's like Lovejoy in that respect.
- yeah, but somehow, Lovejoy makes it a fun thing, whereas Morse is just really chippy about it.
- well, maybe his first name is just something really embarrassing, like Gaylord or Urethra...