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Tuesday, 23 October 2018

Quote For The Day

    “Well Stranger, fancy living in Harmony?”
   
 “Not my kinda town!”
   
 “It’s a good Town.”
   
 “Enjoy it.”
   
 “Why, what’s wrong with our town mister?”
   
 “Maybe I don’t like the way its run.”
   
 “Oh you just do as the Judge says, he’ll look after you.”
   
 “I’ll look after myself.”
   
 “It’s a good town.”
   
 “Keep it!”
     
       {Townsman and The Man With No Name - Living In Harmony}
    So the Man with No Name doesn’t like their town. He doesn’t like the way its run, but then he can say the same of The Village! It’s the Judge he doesn’t like, he’s a bad judge. Just as long as the town’s people keep in line, he takes care of them. But put one foot out of line, and well just look at what he allowed to happen to Cathy Johnson’s brother. The Town’s people turned into an angry mob and lynched Johnson. That’s rather like the time Number 6 had been put on trial for the possession of a radio. He had been found guilty, and sentenced to death. The Citizens at the Ball turned into an angry mob screaming for the Prisoner’s blood. If they had managed to get their hands on Number 6, they wouldn’t have hanged him…..they would probably have torn him limb from limb! And those were not the only times Number 6 was forced to face an angry mob! Remember the way the ladies sub appeal Committee led a vicious attack upon Number 6, before he was manhandled all the way to the hospital in order to undergo the operation known as Instant Social Conversion. But how easily the mob is pacified. The one by a hanging, the other by the supposed mental salvation of a fellow citizen. Except Johnson didn’t hang because Johnson and the towns people did not physically exist, and the other never truly happened either as Number 6 never underwent the operation, but was merely kept heavily sedated. Such is the ease that the citizens of The Village can be so manipulated. As for Number 6, he just doesn’t want to live in harmony, no matter what the circumstances he finds himself in!


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A Favourite Scene In It’s Your Funeral

    The Village has few shops, the General Store of course, kiosks positioned round and about, two Cafes, and the watchmakers shop. I have always thought of the watchmaker to have been recruited to The Village, after all that is the work he would be doing. He may have come with his wife and daughter Monique, unless she had been born in The Village. The Watchmaker is alone, so it can be supposed that his wife is deceased. But the shop, it’s a replica of his original shop of course, but are the contents replicas original to his shop somewhere else before he came to The Village to run his business there? I would expect the clocks to be originals, one off’s seeing as he was a watchmaker. I wonder if Number 51 was permitted to return to his shop after his exploits leading up to Appreciation Day. I like to think he was, after all he had been cleverly manipulated, no, radicalized by Number 100.


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Cat And Mouse!

    I’ll have a double!
    A double what sir?”
    Whisky.
    Do you want water with that?
    You don’t mean to tell me you water the stuff down, mind you that wouldn’t surprise me!
    They don’t need to water it down, and if they did it would be like drinking double water with water!
    Did I ask you?
    No.
    So why butt in, are you looking for a busted lip?
    Brute force never availed anyone anything!
    So keep out of it!
    All I was trying to tell you sir, is that all the drinks here are non-alcoholic! Gin, Whisky, Vodka all look the same and taste the same......but you can’t get quietly inebriated!
    Then what’s the point?
    The Cat and Mouse is a nightclub, and people come here to be sociable.
    Cat and Mouse eh, well whose little game are you playing?
    I am Number Ten, and you sir?
    I am not..........
    Oh please spare us, we have all heard such protestations before!
    I am not given to be a number.
    Your badge......it doesn’t have a number!
    No.
    You’re not wearing a badge.
    No.
    Then who are you and why are you here in The Village?
    I am a wanderer with no number!
    Oh no, you mustn’t be like that.
    Be like what?
    Different.....they don’t like you being different. How did you get here?
    I walked.
    You walked to The Village?
    Is that where I am?
    Don’t you know?
    No, but I remember it was a dashed long walk!
    You walked here, why?
    For a drink, and to use the telephone.
    Who are you going to call, I hope its local.
    Why?
    You’ll find out.
   There isn’t going to be any finding out!
    Who said that?
    I did.
    And you are?
    I am Number Two.
    He’s the boss!
    The head man eh. Then this is for you!
    The man reached into his long black coat and brought out a small black leather wallet and Number 2 smiled
    For me?
    For your successor.
    My..............then?
    You’re terminated!
    There was a loud report, and gun smoke filled the room. Two men in long black coats and top hats came running into the Cat and Mouse
    My God you fellows are quick!
    Who do you think we are?
    Undertakers?
    And who might you be?
    Looks like I’m the new Number Two! The man said pinning a brand new 2 badge to the lapel of his coat.


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Sunday, 21 October 2018

The Prisoner World Gallery

   Readers might well be interested in the following link, an archive of newspaper and magazine articles relating to both ‘the Prisoner’ and Patrick McGoohan.


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'FIFTY YEARS OF THE PRISONER'


http://www.quoitmedia.co.uk/prisoner50dvd.htm

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'WHERE HAVE I BEEN ALL MY LIFE? A MEMOIR' by ANNETTE ANDRÉ


http://www.quoitmedia.co.uk/annetteandre.htm

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Village Life!

    “Poor old chap!”
    “Who?”
    “Haven’t you heard?”
    “Heard, heard what?”
    “Why about The General.”
    “What about him?”
    “You know what happened with Speed Learn?”
    “I don’t watch television.”
    “You must be about the only person in The Village who doesn’t! A new Number Two arrives this morning.”
    “I never did think Number Two was fit for a further term, not with that stomach ulcer!”
    “It was a complete mess. The General destroyed, both the Professor, and Number Twelve dead of Administration, with Number Two permanently asking the question why.”
    “Is there going to be an enquiry?”
    “An inquiry into what?”
    “The failure of Speed Learn.”
    “Oh it will be swept under the carpet much like any other failure here, besides who’s to know?”
    “But you can’t cover up two deaths, what about Madam Professor?”
    “I’m not, and she will continue to live in The Village conducting her art seminars.”
    “And what about the students?”
    “Don’t you find it strange?”
    “How do you mean strange?”
    “It’s the citizens.”
    “What about them?”
    “Well not one of them has asked about the Professor’s lectures. It was only yesterday, and yet it’s as though the lectures had never taken place!”
    “What lectures?”
    “Oh don’t you start!”
    “You know what the trouble with you is.”
    “No.”
    “You think too much!”
    “At least I can, not being programmed by a computer!”
    “You shouldn’t talk like that.”
    “Why?”
    “Someone might hear......how long have you been with us?”
    “Quite a long time.”
    “Obviously long enough to know better as to guard one’s thoughts!”
    “Do you know what I’m thinking now?”
    “I fancy a cup of tea and buttered toast.”
    “That’s remarkable!”
    “Not really, we always go for tea and buttered toast at the cafe this time of the morning.”
    “Not always, sometimes we have teacakes!”
    “Do you know what I’m thinking?”
    “Yes, that it’s my turn to pay!”


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