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Letter to bank manager [The Young Ones, 1984]

Uno de estos diálogos que hacen chisporrotear las puntas de los cables del cerebro.
Del Capítulo ‘Cash’.

Neil: Guys, guys, guys, I think I’ve solved our money problem. I’m writing to my bank manager. See what you think…»Dear Bank Manager.»
Mike: Yeah?
Neil: Well, that’s it. I’m quite pleased with it so far, though.
Mike: Oh, well, it’s a strong opening, certainly.
Vyvyan: I don’t like the «dear.» Sounds a bit too much like, «Will you go to bed with me?»
Mike: Well spoken, Vyvyan. What do you think instead?
Vyvyan: Uh, what about…»darling?
[everyone concurs]
Neil: [writing] «Darling Bank Manager…»
Rick: No, no, no, no, no, not «Bank Manager,» it’s far too crawly bum-lick. Tell it like it is, put «Fascist Bullyboy!»
Neil: «Darling Fascist Bullyboy…»
Mike: That’s nice, yes, so far so good. So what do you want to say?
Neil: Well, basically, I want to ask him if I can have, like, an extension on my overdraft, but I know there must be a better way of putting it than that.
Mike: Well, what about, «Give me some more money»?
Vyvyan: …»You bastard!»
Neil: Don’t you think that’s a bit strong?
Mike: Ah, Neil, people like that respect strength.
Neil: Yeah, you’re right. Uh, «Darling Fascist Bullyboy, Give me some more money, you bastard…» Uh…»Love, Neil.»
Vyvyan: Not «Love, Neil»! That sounds far too much like, «Come and get it like a bitch-funky sex machine!»
Neil: Yeah, you’re right… Uh, what about, «Yours sincerely»?
Rick: Oh, come off it, Neil. If you’re going to be that sycophantic, why don’t you go ‘round there now and stick your tongue straight down the back of his trousers?
Neil: Oh, look, I know, I know, why not «Boom Shanka»? It means, «May the seed of your loin be fruitful in the belly of your woman.»
Mike: He’ll never understand «Boom Shanka,» you’ll have to write the whole thing out.
Neil: Right, okay, here we go. «Darling Fascist Bullyboy, Give me some more money, you bastard. May the seed of your loin be fruitful in the belly of your woman, Neil.»
Rick: Well, if that doesn’t work, I don’t know what will.

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