The Goodies (TV Series)

Lost Tribe of the Orinoco (1971)

Tim Brooke-Taylor: Tim Brooke-Taylor

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Quotes 

• [Due to being overly charitable, the Goodies are in financial difficulty. They have just heard a knock on the door and assume it's a customer] 

  Tim Brooke-Taylor : Now if they want us to do something for free, what do we say?

  Bill Oddie , Graeme Garden : [Vehemently]  NO!

  Tim Brooke-Taylor : No!

  Bill Oddie , Graeme Garden : NO!

  Tim Brooke-Taylor : Right!

  [Tim opens the door and all three Goodies are speechless to discover that their new 'customer' is an extremely beautiful young woman] 

  Hazel Nuts : Hello, I was wondering if you could help me? I'm afraid I haven't any money.

  Bill Oddie , Tim Brooke-Taylor , Graeme Garden : Oh that's alright! Come in!

• [the Goodies are on a trecherous expedition to find a lost tribe with Hazel Nuts. They have just bedded down for the night in their multi-room tent] 

  Tim Brooke-Taylor : I don't know why we have a woman on an expedition like this, anyway.

  Bill Oddie : I'll think of something!

  Tim Brooke-Taylor : She'll sprain her ankle.

  Graeme Garden : Now look! Hazel is as fit and healthy as any of us! Just think of her as one of the boys.

  Bill Oddie , Tim Brooke-Taylor : [In agreement]  One of the boys!

  [the Goodies lie down to go to sleep. A few seconds later, Hazel walks through the main area of the tent in her nightie. She steps over the Goodie's heads and, presumably, gives all three of them a good look up the bottom of her nightie. After she leaves, all three Goodies sit upright with stunned expressions on their faces] 

  Tim Brooke-Taylor : Uh, one of the boys just went through.

  Graeme Garden : Yeah, I know. I saw him.

• Tim Brooke-Taylor : I wish we could get our central heating going.

  Bill Oddie : Oh well, that's his fault, isn't it?

  [Gesturing at Graeme] 

  Tim Brooke-Taylor : Yeah, a nice little gas fire would have done us, and you have to install a *nuclear generator*.

• Tim Brooke-Taylor : Wait a minute, I thought I recognised you! You're... you're... you can't be!

  Professor Nuts : I am! Professor Nuts, the educated comic.

  Tim Brooke-Taylor : Well I'll be! But why didn't you tell us your name was Nuts, Hazel?

  Hazel Nuts : I try to keep it to myself.