Argument Clinic


The cast:

     MAN
          Michael Palin
     RECEPTIONIST
          Rita Davies
     MR. BARNARD
          Graham Chapman
     MR. VIBRATING
          John Cleese
     COMPLAINER
          Eric Idle
     SPREADERS
          Terry Jones


The sketch:

     Man: Ah. I'd like to have an argument, please.

     Receptionist: Certainly sir. Have you been here before?

     Man: No, I haven't, this is my first time.

     Receptionist: I see. Well, do you want to have just one argument, or were you thinking of taking a course?

     Man: Well, what is the cost?

     Receptionist: Well, It's one pound for a five minute argument, but only eight pounds for a course of ten.

     Man: Well, I think it would be best if I perhaps started off with just the one and then see how it goes.

     Receptionist: Fine. Well, I'll see who's free at the moment.

     (Pause)

     Receptionist: Mr. DeBakey's free, but he's a little bit conciliatory. Ahh yes, Try Mr. Barnard; room 12.

     Man: Thank you.

     (Walks down the hall. Opens door.)

     Mr Barnard: WHAT DO YOU WANT?

     Man: Well, I was told outside that...

     Mr Barnard: Don't give me that, you snotty-faced heap of parrot droppings!

     Man: What?

     Mr Barnard: Shut your festering gob, you tit! Your type really makes me puke, you vacuous, coffee-nosed, maloderous, pervert!!!

     Man: Look, I CAME HERE FOR AN ARGUMENT, I'm not going to just stand...!!

     Mr Barnard: OH, oh I'm sorry, but this is abuse.

     Man: Oh, I see, well, that explains it.

     Mr Barnard: Ah yes, you want room 12A, Just along the corridor.

     Man: Oh, Thank you very much. Sorry.

     Mr Barnard: Not at all.

     Man: Thank You. (Under his breath) Stupid git!!

     (Walk down the corridor)

     Man: (Knock)

     Mr Vibrating: Come in.

     Man: Ah, Is this the right room for an argument?

     Mr Vibrating: I told you once.

     Man: No you haven't.

     Mr Vibrating: Yes I have.

     Man: When?

     Mr Vibrating: Just now.

     Man: No you didn't.

     Mr Vibrating: Yes I did.

     Man: You didn't

     Mr Vibrating: I did!

     Man: You didn't!

     Mr Vibrating: I'm telling you I did!

     Man: You did not!!

     Mr Vibrating: Oh, I'm sorry, just one moment. Is this a five minute argument or the full half hour?

     Man: Oh, just the five minutes.

     Mr Vibrating: Ah, thank you. Anyway, I did.

     Man: You most certainly did not.

     Mr Vibrating: Look, let's get this thing clear; I quite definitely told you.

     Man: No you did not.

     Mr Vibrating: Yes I did.

     Man: No you didn't.

     Mr Vibrating: Yes I did.

     Man: No you didn't.

     Mr Vibrating: Yes I did.

     Man: No you didn't.

     Mr Vibrating: Yes I did.

     Man: You didn't.

     Mr Vibrating: Did.

     Man: Oh look, this isn't an argument.

     Mr Vibrating: Yes it is.

     Man: No it isn't. It's just contradiction.

     Mr Vibrating: No it isn't.

     Man: It is!

     Mr Vibrating: It is not.

     Man: Look, you just contradicted me.

     Mr Vibrating: I did not.

     Man: Oh you did!!

     Mr Vibrating: No, no, no.

     Man: You did just then.

     Mr Vibrating: Nonsense!

     Man: Oh, this is futile!

     Mr Vibrating: No it isn't.

     Man: I came here for a good argument.

     Mr Vibrating: No you didn't; no, you came here for an argument.

     Man: An argument isn't just contradiction.

     Mr Vibrating: It can be.

     Man: No it can't. An argument is a connected series of statements intended to establish a proposition.

     Mr Vibrating: No it isn't.

     Man: Yes it is! It's not just contradiction.

     Mr Vibrating: Look, if I argue with you, I must take up a contrary position.

     Man: Yes, but that's not just saying 'No it isn't.'

     Mr Vibrating: Yes it is!

     Man: No it isn't!

     Man: Argument is an intellectual process. Contradiction is just the automatic gainsaying of any statement the other person makes.

     (short pause)

     Mr Vibrating: No it isn't.

     Man: It is.

     Mr Vibrating: Not at all.

     Man: Now look.

     Mr Vibrating: (Rings bell) Good Morning.

     Man: What?

     Mr Vibrating: That's it. Good morning.

     Man: I was just getting interested.

     Mr Vibrating: Sorry, the five minutes is up.

     Man: That was never five minutes!

     Mr Vibrating: I'm afraid it was.

     Man: It wasn't.

     (Pause)

     Mr Vibrating: I'm sorry, but I'm not allowed to argue anymore.

     Man: What?!

     Mr Vibrating: If you want me to go on arguing, you'll have to pay for another five minutes.

     Man: Yes, but that was never five minutes, just now. Oh come on!

     Mr Vibrating: (Hums)

     Man: Look, this is ridiculous.

     Mr Vibrating: I'm sorry, but I'm not allowed to argue unless you've paid!

     Man: Oh, all right.

     (pays money)

     Mr Vibrating: Thank you. (short pause)

     Man: Well?

     Mr Vibrating: Well what?

     Man: That wasn't really five minutes, just now.

     Mr Vibrating: I told you, I'm not allowed to argue unless you've paid.

     Man: I just paid!

     Mr Vibrating: No you didn't.

     Man: I DID!

     Mr Vibrating: No you didn't.

     Man: Look, I don't want to argue about that.

     Mr Vibrating: Well, you didn't pay.

     Man: Aha. If I didn't pay, why are you arguing? I Got you!

     Mr Vibrating: No you haven't.

     Man: Yes I have. If you're arguing, I must have paid.

     Mr Vibrating: Not necessarily. I could be arguing in my spare time.

     Man: Oh I've had enough of this.

     Mr Vibrating: No you haven't.

     Man: Oh Shut up.

     (Walks down the stairs. Opens door.)

     Man: I want to complain.

     Complainer: You want to complain! Look at these shoes. I've only had them three weeks and the heels are worn right through.

     Man: No, I want to complain about...

     Complainer: If you complain nothing happens, you might as well not bother.

     Man: Oh!

     Complainer: Oh my back hurts, it's not a very fine day and I'm sick and tired of this office.

     (Slams door. walks down corridor, opens next door.)

     Man: Hello, I want to... Ooooh!

     Spreaders: No, no, no. Hold your head like this, then go Waaah. Try it again.

     Man: uuuwwhh!!

     Spreaders: Better, Better, but Waah, Waah! Put your hand there.

     Man: No.

     Spreaders: Now..

     Man: Waaaaah!!!

     Spreaders: Good, Good! That's it.

     Man: Stop hitting me!!

     Spreaders: What?

     Man: Stop hitting me!!

     Spreaders: Stop hitting you?

     Man: Yes!

     Spreaders: Why did you come in here then?

     Man: I wanted to complain.

     Spreaders: Oh no, that's next door. It's being-hit-on-the-head lessons in here.

     Man: What a stupid concept.