(Cut to vox pops.)
Man With Enormous Ears: It wasn't true to life.
Man With Enormous Teeth: Yes it was.
Man With Enormous Nose: No it wasn't.
Madly Dressed Man: I thought it was totally bizarre.
First City Gent: Well I've been in the city for over forty
years and I think the importance of looking after poor people cannot
be understressed.
Second City Gent: Well I've been in the city for twenty
years and I must admit - I'm lost.
An Old Gramophone: Well, I've been in the city all my life
and I'm as alert and active as I've ever been.
Third City Gent: Well I've been in the city since I was
two and I certainly' wouldn't say that I was stuck in a rut... stuck
in a rut ... stuck in a rut... stuck in a rut...
Woman: Oh dear, Mr. Bulstrode's stuck again.
(She runs over and gives him a shove.)
Third City Gent: I certainly wouldn't say that I was stuck
in a rut.
Fourth City Gent: Well I've been in the city for thirty
years and I've never once regretted being a nasty, greedy, cold
hearted, avaricious, money-grubber ... Conservative.
Fifth City Gent: Well I've been in the city for
twenty-seven years and I would like to see the reintroduction of
flogging. Every Thursday, round at my place.
Man: (whose head only is visible above the level of the
sea) Well I've been in the sea for thirty-three years and I've
never regretted it.
(Camera pulls back to reveal other city gents also with only
heads and bowlers visible who say 'quite agree'. Camera pulls back
further to reveal an elderly couple sitting in deckchairs.)
Man: I think it must be a naturalist outing.
Woman: I think it must be one of them crackpot religions.