Meanwhile, back at the PFJ HQ…
Reg: Right, now, eh. item four: attainment of world supremacy within the next five years. Eh, Francis, you've been doing some work on this.
Francis: Yeah, thank you, Reg. Well, quite frankly, siblings, I think five years is optimistic, unless we can smash the Roman empire within the next twelve months.
Reg: Twelve months?
Francis: Yeah. Twelve months. And let's face it... as empires go, this is the big one, so we've got to get up of our arses, and stop just talking about it.
PFJ: Hear Hear!!!
Loretta: I agree. It's action that counts, not words, and we need action now.
PFJ: Hear Hear!!!
Reg: You're right. We could sit around here all day talking, passing resolution, making clever speeches, it's not going to shift one Roman soldier.
Francis: So let's just stop gabbing on about it, it's completely pointless, and it's getting us nowhere.
PFJ: Right.
Loretta: I agree. This is a complete waste of time.
Judith runs in, panic-stricken.
Judith: They've arrested Brian!!
PFJ: What?
Judith: They've dragged him off. They're going to crucify him.
Reg: Right. This calls for immediate discussion.
Judith: What?!?
Rebel1: Immediate.
Rebel2: Right.
Loretta: new motion. Eh, That, ah. That there be, ah, immediate action,
Francis: ... ah, once the vote has been taken.
Reg: Well, obviously once the vote has been taken, you can't act on a resolution 'till you've voted on it.
Judith: Reg, for God's sake, let's go now, please!
Reg: Yeah, yeah. Right, right. In the, in the ligh of fresh information from ah, sibling Judith.
Loretta [Who's taking notes]: Ah, not so fast, Reg.
Judith: Reg, For God's sake. It's perfectly simple. All you've got to do is to go out of that door now, and try to stop the Romans nailing him up. It's happening, Reg. Something's actually happening, Reg. Can't you understand? Aaawoooooo!!!!!
She rushes out in a rage.
Francis: Ooh. Ooh dear.
Reg: Hello... and a litle ego-trip for the feminists.
Loretta: What?
Reg: Ah, oh, sorry, Loretta. Aah. Aah, read that back, would you?
