The Comic Strip Presents (TV Series)
Five Go Mad in Dorset (1982)
Peter Richardson: Julian
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Quotes
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Dick : Thanks, Anne. You really are a proper little housewife. Not like George, she still thinks she's a boy!
George : I think it's stupid being a girl. I wish I was a boy.
Dick : Really, George! It's about time you gave up thinking you're as good as a boy. I mean, Anne is just a girl, but she doesn't mind, do you, Anne?
George : Well, I absolutely do mind, actually!
Julian : Steady on, you two, the hols have only just started.
Anne : [putting her hand on his arm] You seem so grown up, Julian.
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[Julian and George find a rundown hut with rusting cars, bank safes and coffins lying around outside]
Julian : Look, that car's got no motor tax.
George : Maybe it belongs to an illegal immigrant.
Julian : I shouldn't be surprised.
George : What a strange, desolate place.
[Julian knocks on the door. A huge, hairy man wearing a tatty string vest and sunglasses steps out]
Dirty Dick : [Cockney accent] Yeah?
Julian : Ah, good evening. Uh, we're the Famous Five and we're camping down by the lake and we need some food. We'd like some free range eggs, you own home-baked bread, some of your own cured bacon and your own honey and some tomatoes from your garden would do splendidly.
Dirty Dick : Oh yeah? What do think this is, 'Arrods? Come on, piss off now! And don't speak to any coppers about me!
Julian : I don't think I really like the tone of your voice.
Fingers : [offscreen - also has a Cockney accent] 'Oo's that, then Dick? It's not the rozzers, I 'ope!
Dirty Dick : Nah, just a couple of smarmy brats!
Fingers : Tell 'em to scarper! There's some more dirty work to do.
George : Wait a minute! You must be Dirty Dick.
Dirty Dick : [nervous] No, no, my name's not Dirty Dick. It's er, it's er... Dirty Douglas!
Julian : Look here. There's something very queer going on. What exactly are you doing in there?
Dirty Dick : Oh, so you've tumbled our game, have you?
Fingers : What's that? What's that? Are we done for, Dirty?
Dirty Dick : Sorry, Fingers. I'm afraid we're bang to rights this time.
Fingers : Let's make a run for it, Dirty! You start the car while I grab the sparklers. We can still get away with it!
Dirty Dick : It's no good, Fingers! These kids are far too clever for us! We'll get 15 years each for this!
Fingers : Oh, no! Not another stretch in clink! I'm gonna take the easy way out!
[sound of a gunshot, then a thud]
George : Urgh! What a horrid, common voice he's got!
Dirty Dick : Oh well, I suppose I'd better go down to the police station and get nicked, then.
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Dirty Dick : Right. Let's run through our evil plan once more, Mr. Knuckles.
Fingers : Right you are, Mr. Lenin.
[inside the tent]
Dick : [whispering] Wake up, Ju. I can hear voices.
Julian : I can't hear anything.
Dick : Listen. There it is again.
Fingers : Blah, blah, blah, stolen plans, blah, blah, blah, missing scientist, blah, blah, blah.
Dick : Shh.
Fingers : Blah, blah, blah, atom bomb, blah, blah, blah, Third World War, blah, blah, blah.
Dick : Shh!
Fingers : Blah, blah, blah, Kneecap Hill, blah, blah, blah, top secret, blah, blah, blah, kidnapped boy, blah, blah, blah, everything ties up, blah, blah, blah.
Dick : Shh! Missing scientists? Kneecap Hill? Do me a favour? Big secret? What do you think it all means?
Julian : I'm not sure, Dick, but it all sounds very queer!
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Dick : Adventures? That's all we ever have! Always hearing secret conversations, digging up buried treasure, chasing people down tunnels. Why can't we just do something else for a change?
Julian : Like what?
Dick : I don't know! Just... building model aeroplanes or country dancing.
Julian : I'll pretend I didn't hear that!