Meet the Feebles1989

Sebastian:
All right everybody, from the top! Music, please!

Barry:
[sings in Italian]

Sebastian:
Stop!!!

Barry:
Oh, for Christ sake! What the hell was wrong with that?

Sebastian:
Who is holding that red pennant?

Robert:
Me, siw.

Sebastian:
And what on earth do you think you're doing?

Robert:
I'm patwowwing the moat, siw.

Sebastian:
Patrolling the moat? I see. You were instructed to stay upstage left.

Robert:
Itawian pennant beawews of the 17th centuwy wewe fwequentwy known to patwow the wampawt, on the wookout for Tuwkish invadews.

Sebastian:
How very elucidating.

Robert:
I've been weading up on it, siw. My dwama teachew at schoow said I shouwd awways weseawch a wowe thowoughwy.

Sebastian:
Really? Well let me tell you something. This is a television variety show, not a homage to Soviet Realism! Good grief! I asked for a pennant, not a pedant! All right, again! From the top!

Barry:
[sings in Italian]

Robert:
Excuse me!

Sebastian:
Stop!

Barry:
Oh, sh*t!

Sid:
Oh, God!

Sebastian:
What is it?

Robert:
It's just... Weww, I'm having twoubwe with my motivation. I don't undewstand why I wouwd wemain stiww when the scene itsewf suggests vigowous physicaw action, dangew even.

Sebastian:
I suppose you'd like everyone to stop singing while you come forward to do a little war dance center stage. Is that it?

Robert:
Weww, it had cwossed my mind!

Sebastian:
Oh, my God!

Arthur:
Sorry, guv, I hate to interrupt, but it don't look like the knife thrower's assistant is going to pull through. Shall I cancel Wynyard's act entirely?

Sebastian:
I think not. I've got just the substitute.