(Animated titles. Cut back to the same group of animals minus
the elk. Birdsong etc. The elk's remains are smoldering. The owl
explodes, Pan away from the woodland clearing to an open field in
which at a distance a bishop in full miter and robes is pacing up
and down holding a script. Mr. Chigger in a suit approaches the
bishop and we zoom in to hear their conversation.)
Bishop: 'Oh Mr. Belpit your legs are so swollen' ...
swollen .. 'Oh Mr. Belpit - oh Mr. Belpit your legs are so swollen'.
(tries a different voice) 'Oh Mr. Belpit., .'
Mr. Chigger: Excuse me, excuse me. I saw your
advertisement for flying lessons and I'd like to make an
Bishop: Nothing to do with me. I'm not in this show.
Mr. Chigger: Oh I see. D'you ... d'you., . do you know
about the flying lessons?
Bishop: Nothing to do with me. I'm not in this show. This
is show five - I'm not in until show eight.
Mr. Chigger: Oh I see.
Bishop: I'm just learning my lines, you know. 'Oh Mr.
Belpit, your legs...'
Mr. Chigger: Bit awkward, I'm a bit stuck.
Bishop: Yes, well. Try over there.
(Bishop points to a secretary some yards away sitting at a
desk typing. She wears glasses and is very typically a secretary.)
Mr. Chigger: Oh yes, thanks. Thanks a lot.
Bishop: 'Oh Mr. Belpit' - not at all - 'your legs are so
(he continues rehearsing as Mr. Chigger moves over to the