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Peer 'n' Edd [revised]
By Bagheera
10 May 2006
It was suggested to me recently that I should make a few small adjustments to this, and offer it for Liverpool's "Capital of Culture" programme... Advice, anyone?

Since we haven't [YET!!] got a Musical category, this feels more "at home" in this section than anywhere else.
I have "borrowed" a line from a well-known song at one point, but the opening & closing 'numbers' are original pieces (and I have the librettos to prove it ..... !!)

Fingers crossed for a formatting which resembles a SCRIPT!!!



Peer ‘n' Edd
 

 

 
Peer & Ed, suitably masked & garbed, sit on plinths (representing tops of their respective towers) imitating their (real-life) positions as Liver Birds [towards rear of stage, L & R].
They face the audience. Stage lighting represents early morning [from R = East].
 
Peer            (looks round auditorium)  Know what?
Edd             Norruntil yiz tell me!
Peer            Yeah, orright, I was gettin' t' that! (looks again)
                   You don't half see some idjits from up ‘ere!
Edd             Ah come on, Peer: most of ‘em are OK, they can't - y'know -                    help it - bein' Yoo-man, an' that! (discreet flap, preening)
Peer            No, that's not what I meant, Edd! Jus' look at that one, for starters

                    (cranes neck as if  towards general far corner) Now there's  
                   one who's really got Legs all the way Up to her ...
Edd             ... Armpits, yeah, very original an' I don't think! But how d'you
                   know that from up 'ere? S'pose you're gonna tell me you've got ...
Peer            ... a good imagination. Okay, we've both been here long enough
                   now to have each other's jokes off pat: just once it'd be nice to
                  make a wisecrack without you interruptin' me!  
Edd            Not gonna happen, Our Kid! You've got about as much
                  imagination as that ... wossisname, All Soppy - bloke who wanted
                  to purra Cloud over there in the corner (points with wing)
Peer            Yeah:  thank God that got kicked in touch! (pause)
                   Tell yer what, though: if they was gonna put somethin' else there
                  instead, why don't they get them Dozen Brothers (or
                  whatever the name is) to build an extension on the Cains Brewery
                  plenty o'room, an' a damn sight more useful!
Edd             Ey up!
Peer            What now? Come on. I can't see proper over that side!
Edd             Yer wo'!?? ‘S big enough! Dirty great big ship ...
Peer            ... Comin' up the Alley-oh, I s'ppose! Darrel be the Queen Mary,
                   divvy: don'cher keep up wit' the news?
Edd             Thought that was flogged to the Yanks as a cheap B&B?

Peer            Nah, that was the firs' one: this is the new one, see?  (beat)
                   Jeez, there ’assen been that much noise since they launched the

                   Titanic ............. !  
                   [SFX. Explosions, rapid fire, whistles, etc]

                   Bloody  'ell, mate: what's goin' on? Is it the Germans, bombin’ our
                   chippy again?
Edd             Nah, it's just fireworks, a welcome display, y'know?
Peer            'S orrite, then: only I 'member when St. Lukes got 'it that night, the
                   shockwave left me deaf in one eyeball fer at least a week!
                   [short pause] Know what, Edd?
Edd             Go 'ead, then
Peer            [suspiciously] You takin' the piss?
Edd             What? ... Oh, no I said "Go 'ead"  - not  "Go, Edd", dipstick!
Peer            Watch 'oo you're callin' dipstick ...
Edd             ... or you'll what? You're as stuck on that tower as I am on this,
                   ain't nothin' you nor me c'n do 'bout it neither!
Peer            [resigned sigh] Yeah, orright, well anyway...
                   Edd, you ever thought .... there 'as to be Liver chicks somewhere -
                   don't there?
Edd            What, y'mean ... hens? floosies? tarts?
Peer           Skirts - birra stuff - yeah, fwuarrrr!!
Edd            Summat t'get yer leg over ...
Peer           Lilo Lil!
Edd            Nah (soberly, no more suggestive noises) -
                   why should there be? (sly, significant look)
                   You're not thinking of asking the old question...
Peer            ... 'bout the chicken and the egg? Nah - anyway, we both know 
                   the answer to that already, don't we? (pause)
                   'Course it was the chicken ...
Edd             Sez you! Last time we 'ad this out, I never agreed that ...
Peer           Anyway, don't change the subject ...
Edd            (sulky tone) Never did.
Peer          Nah, y'jus' gorra cob on ... y' avven gone gay on me, 'ave yer?
                  'Cause I don' think I'm ready ferra gay Liver Bird ...
Edd            Now ‘oo's takin' the piss, then? Come 'ead, ask yer bloody
                   question an' 'ave done, willyer?
Peer           Orright, then. S'pose there is ... Liver Hens - tarts - floo...
Edd            Yeah, whatever y' want t' call them: let's s'pose there are: so?
Peer           So: 'ow the f*** do we get the chance t'pull, stuck up 'ere all day
                   like this? I mean, it's Sat'dee t'night, innit? An' yer know 'ow they'll
                   all be at it like rabbits later on: I'm startin' t'get all horny already,
                   jus' wi' thinkin' about it!
Edd            What would you know? Yer just a birra metal, same's me ...
Peer          Hand made, Edd: hand made! Bloke who made me knew all
                  about hand jobs:  believe it, player!
Edd           F'k'n posin again, y' flash git! (beat)
                  That fella was a bloody German anyway, y'know!
Peer          Says who!!!??
Edd           Sez the 'ist-ree books, Our Kid!! Wit' all yer fancy posh git talk,
                 y'shoulda learned t'read by now! (beat)
                Y' wooden know what t'do with it, I bet, even if y' had one!
                (crude, suggestive body mvmts)

Peer        Says you - an' you know naff all! (Stiffens, stares offstage)
                Now on the other hand, I bet she knows a lot! (beat)
                Lookit that, willyiz? (Wolfwhistles, agitated movements)
                Jesusmaryanjoseph, man, she's a stunner!
Edd         Peer, she's got legs an' tits, but no feathers: she's not your type!
Peer        Never said she was "my" type, Edd: but y'know what type I really,
                really think she ... might be?
Edd         You mean .... are you thinking of ... the "vee" word?
Peer        (nodding, excited) Certainly am, Edd! (flexes muscles)
Edd         Does that mean - we get to ... do our dance?
Peer       Oh yeah, I truly b'lieve it does!
                   Both Liver Birds flex muscles, preen feathers, show signs of
                   agitation. For the first time, they lift one foot at a time from
                   their perches, flex claws, begin taking small hops, slowly
                  flexing wings as if in preparation for flight.

Edd         'Cause you know what they say:
Together:             If ever they spot a Virgin walk by
                             The Liver Birds'll gerrup an' fly
Closing Song [Duet]
Peer & Edd pick up Everton & Liverpool scarves (concealed until now)
and perform music-hall style "soft shoe shuffle" as they sing

Both           On a Saturday night, if you're feelin' all right
                   Take a stroll where the Royal Blue Mersey flows
                   All the talent is there, some astonishin' birds
                   Are just waitin' to go datin' - yeah, they're ready to go
                   So if you take a stroll past the ol' Pier Head
                   You want some satisfaction? - each girl's a Main Attraction!
                   Is she a Red or a Blue? Is it important to you?
                   Just sway the night away and then say - Breakfast for Two! 
                   Me an' my mate's here early and late, nothing escapes out view
                    From the top o' the towers, this city is ours, we know all about you
                    So you can keep your Fog on the Tyne
                    And let your London Bridges burn
                    Cause here on the Royal Blue Mersey's banks
                    Is where my heart will always yearn


                        rall.            (I'm going to   .... )
                   Stroll .......... where the
Mersey rolls
                   Direct my feet to Back Buchanan Street

                   Ain’t no place in the world can compare with our girls

                   With their sunbed tans and their peroxide curls

                        [molto rall]   Oh, I wish I was back in Liverpool ........

                                               Liverpool town where I was born .........

 

Exeunt with exaggerated “vaudeville-style” high kicks routine, singing:

                        BECAUSE IT’S LIVERPOOL TOWN FOR ME!!!!!!

 

Curtain
             
             

Reviews
Absolute Gem!...
Written by gerardconnolly (1186 comments posted) 11th May 2006
Fantastic, Bags!! 
 
11 out of 10 from the Irish Judge !!! 
 
JUST WHAT I LOVE!! Super crafted dialogue. Great crazy concept!! This deserves to be heard anywhere! There's nothing more I can say except that for me this is the best thing I've read on the Comedy site. Everything th' Pool is famous for : Music, Wit, Natty Slang and Wonderful Fun!! 
 
So very well done! 
 
Slainte! x 10!!
Good fun
Written by Bottleblondesurfer (3590 comments posted) 11th May 2006
Yes,a great concept and well executed. I struggled a bit with the Liverpool patois , but once I got into the swing of it I really enjoyed it. I liked the way the humour lay in the interplay between the characters; a clever trick to pull off 
BBS
Humble thanks ........ !!
Written by Bagheera (685 comments posted) 11th May 2006
To a pair of critics whose opinions I truly value! 
Since I actually have the music pinned down amd written out on paper, do you think there'a any mileage in asking t'Committee if they'd be interested???????? (i.e. the fat-cat quango members who are being paid obscene amounts of taxpayers' money to "organise" the events planned for the 2008 Capital of Culture) 
 
I would, naturally, insist on being recompensed with a suitably large wodgwe of filthy lucre (I'm not too proud to accept it :grin )
In My Liverpool Home.
Written by gerardconnolly (1186 comments posted) 12th May 2006
Yes, Bags I think you should. Not that I am any reliable judge of Municipal codes of literature. However I do feel I can recognise a good piece when I see one and this is one, par excellence. The worst they could say is no; and they might even say yes. Whatever, they certainly couldn't complain it had no local appeal.  
 
My compliments to you.
Fantastic!
Written by employee2-4601 (37 comments posted) 24th May 2006
I loved this one. 
Works really well, any intentions to have it performed?

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