2:05 Dr. Spock was a pediatrician, not a child psychiatrist! He did briefly work as a psychiatrist for the military, but not as a child psychiatrist in particular! GET OUTTA YOUR OWN HOUSE!
At first I thought he was trying to kill his mother or his mother-in-law. Robert Webb was 28 when this was filmed, why was his character married to a 50-year-old woman 😂
It’s not always a good idea to let someone fight, but at some point you’ve just got to stop holding him back. It’ll only make the other guy troll him more.
Have you got any rat poison? What sort? What's it made of? What's it do? Why do they die? I mean, could it kill a pet, quite a large pet, a sort of almost, person-sized pet? Safety! I'm just thinking of safety. I mean what would it do to say, a 50 year old woman? Would it dissolve her stomach and make her lungs bleed until she drowned? Could it be detected in casserole? What would it do to the face, would it be hideously contorted? What would it do to this face? Would it come out in pustules or a rash? Have you got anything that effects faces? Something that would make the skin melt painfully? What are you saying? I've just got pets at home, rats at home haven't I? What would that rake do to the human head? I mean would it go through the skull or just embed itself in it? Have you got any battering spades? Battering spades, for battering a person! Or curtain wire! Y'know, something very thin but strong that you can grip, with marigolds. Have you got any hammers that could smash bone? Spot on!
I love how the "nice cop" doesn't give the last names or titles of anyone present for the tape, doesn't wait for an answer from the suspect to any of his offers of tea, cigarette, etc., and makes up words like "purchasement."
It could be argued that Frankenstein was the monster for abandoning his son, or that the creation would have inherited his father Victor Frankenstein’s surname
I picture his wife as some sweet creature who adores him and calls him poopsy-woopsy or something. He just sits there in miserable silence while she does her jigsaw puzzle and drones on and on and on about nice, harmless, impossibly tedious things. Every evening he makes some excuse to go down to the shops, and as soon as he gets there he bellows "DO YOU DO POISON?!!" at the clerk. When he gets home his wife has baked him a plate of heart-shaped scones or some damn thing, and his homicidal rage is snuffed out by guilt. So, he just goes back to sitting beside her in miserable silence while she does her jigsaw puzzle and drones on and on and on...
I don't like the last one, he is just lying there. The beauty of the other skits is that what he says technically makes sense but is still considered anti-social. And you can't really explain why.
