(Cut to snapshot of same still which is being held by a dear old lady. Pull out to reveal she is sitting with a large photo album on her knees, lovingly extracting photos from the pile on top of the album and passing them to her friend sitting on the same settee. Her friend is a young lady, who tears up the photos as they are handed to her. The dear old lady is in a world of her own and does not notice.)
Dear Old Lady : This is Uncle Ted in front of the house.
(She hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up)
This is Uncle Ted at the back of the house.
(She hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up)
And this is Uncle Ted at the side of the house.
(She hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up)
This is Uncle Ted, back again at the front of the house, but you can see the side of the house.
(She hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up)
And this is Uncle Ted even nearer the side of the house, but you can still see the front.
(She hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up)
This is the back of the house, with Uncle Ted coming round the side to the front.
(She hands over the photo and the young lady tears it up)
And this is the Spanish Inquisition hiding behind the coal shed.
(She takes it with her first sign of real interest.)
Young Lady : Oh! I didn't expect the Spanish Inquisition!
(JARRING CHORD.)
Ximinez : Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition!