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Round One: "The Loneliness of the Short-Tempered Rudyard" vs. "The Bane of Rudyard"
"The Loneliness of the Short-Tempered Rudyard" episode description: Rudyard is delighted when Lady Templar books a funeral with him - but Eric won't let it happen without a fight.
"The Bane of Rudyard" episode description: On the overlooked Channel Island of Piffling, obstinate undertaker Rudyard Funn runs his familyās failing funeral parlour. But when new and sexy undertaker Eric Chapman sets up shop across the square and becomes an immediate sensation, Rudyard realises heāll have to take drastic steps to stay in business.Ā
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I'm re-listening to episode one of Wooden Overcoats and I had forgotten how utterly bizarre most of Rudyard's line deliveries are.
#wooden overcoats#rudyard funn#the bane of rudyard#all clipped consonants and drawn-out sibbilances#It's like this is what Rudyard is like when he's confident and secure#before witnessing Chapman's ridiculous perfection knocks the wind out of his sails#it's slimy but it's oddly endearing
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Season 1 Episode 1 The Bane of Rudyard
It's the worst day of Rudyard's life when new competitor Eric Chapman arrives on Piffling and becomes an immediate sensation.
Written by David K. Barnes
EPISODE ONE: THE BANE OF RUDYARD
[narration from Madeleine]
Now, Hidden in the English Channel is an island called Piffling. On the island is a village - Piffling Vale - and the village has a square, and the square has this lovely little antique shop but opposite the antique shop is a funeral home which is where much of this chronicle will be set, Iām afraid. You see, I want to tell you all about a man named Rudyard Funn. He owns the funeral parlour, heās responsible for all the funerals in Piffling Vale and today, he experienced what was undoubtedly the worst day of his life. Which was probably long overdue.
Ā [funky intro music]
Ā REV: We gather here today to celebrate the life of Stanley Carmichael, who was taken from us only five days agoĀ Ā
Ā He continues
[narration] It all began with a funeral, the antique dealer Stanley Carmichael, whose shop was immediately opposite Rudyardās premises, had led a life of peace and ordered calm of eighty nine yearsā¦ and had subsequently crushed to death by a granite sundial.Ā
Ā REV: I confess I never actually bought anything from him. His prices have been quite steep actually, though I did have my eye on that sundial. I might still be tempted if it came down in price, hint hint. (laughs)
Ā [narration] Stanleyās relatives pricked up their ears at the prospect of getting something for that granite sundial. Whilst nearby, his eyes sunken, his skin pale and drawn: stood Rudyard, looking at his watch and wishing strongly that the reverend wasn't an agnostic.
REV: ā¦ and undoubtedly looking down at us from his place with God. Unless you don't believe in that sort of thing - which I wonāt hold against you, mind you God probably will. Unless he doesnāt exist, in which case he wonāt even have anything to complain about, really.Ā
RUDYARD: (clears throat) Reverend.Ā
REV: Sorry, did somebody say -
Ā RUDYARD: Reverend. REV: Oh hello Rudyard- RUDYARD: Youāre rambling. REV: Sorry? RUDYARD: Youāre rambling again REV: Oh God, am I?
RUDYARD: Yes! REV: Iām so sorry, where was I? RUDYARD: His spirit looking down at us from his place- REV: OH! From his place with God, yes, yes, thank you, right, right, Iāve err Looking down at us from his place with ummā¦ no. No, actually, I don't suppose we could have a quick show of hands? RUDYARD: No! No! Now come on! REV: If you believe in God, could you put your hands up, can we all do that? Put your hands up if you believe, ughh right, right err bout half. Um so! Ah yeah. What I might do is do the service twice- RUDYARD: We don't have time!Ā
Ā REV: Once with God in it and the other without. RUDYARD: No! Weāre overrunning. REV: Oh! But I thought I might read out a few psalms RUDYARD: Which ones? REV: I donāt mind, I'll be happy to take requests if anyoneās got any favourites? RUDYARD: Nononono. Weāre sixteen minutes behind schedule, nearly seventeen. Georgie? (snaps finders) Wake up! GEORGIE: (groans) I donāt want to RUDYARD: We need the coffin in the ground. Now. GEORGIE: Sir, itās a very heavy coffin RUDYARD: Whatās your point? GEORGIE: Iām the only pallbearer RUDYARD: Oh stop moaning, put your back into it! GEORGIE: Ughh Fine! REV: Do we have time for some funny anecdotes? RUDYARD: Weāre late as it is and itās pissing it down - so no. PERSON 1: Heās ruining everything! RUDYARD: There you are reverend, youāre losing them REV: Oh! I thought they were rather getting into it! PERSON 2: Not him, you! RUDYARD: Me? PERSON 3: You horrid little man, stop hurrying things along!
Ā RUDYARD: Donāt you know what a schedule is? PERSON 3: So rude! RUDYARD: This isnāt my only gig today, you know. Iāve got Mr Ascii to measure up in half an hour! PERSON 1: Heās not dead! RUDYARD: Well he doesnāt look healthy, though, does he? PERSON 3: Stop talking weāre trying to honour Stanley! RUDYARD: Honour Stanley! You didnāt even like him. PERSON 3: How dare you! RUDYARD: I noticed in the shop you slipped that carriage clock down your blouse when you thought no one was looking! (gasps) RUDYARD: And the dressing table! (even more gasps) PERSON 2: I knew it! PERSON 3: Shut up! Bill swiped the portrait of Ova Broughn PERSON 2: Bill! I wanted that portrait! PERSON 1: Well you canāt have it! (gasps) PERSON 1: Iām sorry Jerry, I just lost control, OW REV: Now come, come everyone. Stay calmā¦ Jerry put that shovel down! RUDYARD: Alright, Georgie, get the body in the ground GEORGIE: Sir, Theyāre not very happy RUDYARD: Of course they donāt look happy, itās a funeral. Off you go! (she grunts) [narration] The service completed, Rudyard Funn and Georgie Crusoe fled the cemetery and hurried back to the funeral home. Established by local character and serial bigamist Gilbert Funn in the fifteenth century, Funn Funerals have always maintained a solid reputation for being the only funeral home on the island. RUDYARD: (grunts) What it could be a good thing back there, you saw Stanleyās widow GEORGIE: That sad old lady RUDYARD: Yes, when she took a swing at her son in law I think she fell into the grave instead. I donāt know if it was fatal but it looked promising to me GEORGIE: Do you think weād be able to have a quiet funeral RUDYARD: Asking for the impossible never helped anyone GEORGIE: People smiling, swapping happy memories, Iām not sure every funeral should end with violent conflict RUDYARD: Georgie, once youāve been here a few more months youāll realise all funerals always end in bloodshed, there's very little you or I can do about it. Now go and get the measuring kit I want to go to Mr Asciiās and see if heās dead yet! GEORGIE: Are you sure itās worth the bother? RUDYARD: Iāve gone round everyday for the last six weeks, Iām not giving up now, Hop to it! GEORGIE: yes sir~ RUDYARD: Get me a dry jacket, and another hat! Whereās Antigone? Antigone! Now look here, yes. Stanleyās widow! Ha I knew it! No, nothing sorry. We can fit her in a six o clock, Iāll leave her in the ground for the moment, itāll save time in the long run. No, she shouldnāt be brawling at her age. Of course I could fancy my chances against her, Im thirty-five, she was eighty-two see you at six. Georgie! Weāve got a full day ahead of us! Whereās Antigone? GEORGIE: Try the mortuary! RUDYARD: Are you in the mortuary? Antigone? Antigone? Are you in the mortuary? Antigone? Antigone are you in the- ANTIGONE: What?! RUDYARD: Iām back. ANTIGONE: Iād rather look at the corpses. RUDYARD: Oh for- ANTIGONE: Does rest in peace mean nothing to you?! RUDYARD: Well I donāt hear the guests complaining. Room for another? ANTIGONE: Is it Mr Ascii RUDYARD: Not yet, this ones a bonus! [narration] Thatās Antigone, Rudyardās twin sister, despite actually being born one week afterwards. The poor dear had been diagnosed with depression within twenty minutes of being born - a world record which gave her no consolation at all. ANTIGONE: So how was it today? RUDYARD: Err the vicarās getting worse and of course it was raining and inevitably it ended with a punchup over a portrait of Eva Broughn. But personally I found it all very moving ANTIGONE: Brilliant, so that's another grieving widow weāre going to have to apologise to RUDYARD: No we won't. ANTIGONE: Why not?! RUDYARD: She fell into the grave and died before I left! ANTIGONE: She what?! RUDYARD: Itās been a very productive morning ANTIGONE: You really have no concept of what good business is, do you? RUDYARD: Iād love to disagree with you and Oh! Iām doing it right now ANTIGONE: Iāve been in the mortuary all morning and do you know what Iāve been up to! RUDYARD: Oh sure I donāt want to know ANTIGONE: Iāve spent the past five hours mixing formaldehyde and methanol with clementine and a tiny, tiny dash of cinnamon. Thatās what Iāve been doing for five hours! RUDYARD: Should I ask why? ANTIGONE: To try to make our embalming fluid smell nicer! So the bodies will smell nicer! Because have you really ever smelt a body, Rudyard? RUDYARD: Why do we still talk to each other? ANTIGONE: Now! Thanks to me, theyāll smell brighter, fresher, not like bodies at all. Thatās the sort of service Iām striving for, Rudyard. I want them to forget that the body is a body. RUDYARD: Yes thatāll work, our Grandadās dead but donāt worry because he smells like christmas! ANTIGONE: Itās attention to detail Rudyard! Itās how we run a business, you would know! RUDYARD: We get the body in the coffin in the ground on time GEORGIE: Sir, your other jackets been eaten by moths - I saw the whole thing. RUDYARD: Not now, Georgie, how long did it take for the coffin to get to the ground this morning? GEORGIE: A couple of seconds? RUDYARD: Now thatās a good service! GEORGIE: Because I dropped it RUDYARD: But it got where it needed to be and thatās what they pay us for. ANTIGONE: Rudyard, for the very last time! They don't want chaos! They donāt want stress and they donāt want a relative dead before the first is even been buried! RUDYARD: How do you know what they want?! ANTIGONE: In the name of sanity, Rudyard - RUDYARD: Iāve got a very busy day ahead of , so just get back into the mortuary CHAPMAN: Hello! RUDYARD: Yes? CHAPMAN: Eric, Eric Chapman. Iām new, to the place! Just arrived! GEORGIE: Good morning RUDYARD: Georgie, leave it to the professionals. Good morning. Weāve not met. CHAPMAN: No, because Iām new, to the place RUDYARD: You don't have to brag about it! I have met people before CHAPMAN: Youāre Mr Rudyard Funn, of Funn Funerals? RUDYARD: Correct CHAPMAN: Terrific name, suppose you put the fun in funerals RUDYARD: No, of course we donāt, thatās obscene CHAPMAN: Sure, never mind
ANTIGONE: Hello Mr Chapman CHAPMAN: OH! Jesus ANTIGONE: Is this too close? CHAPMAN: A little bit! ANTIGONE: Sorry! CHAPMAN: No, donāt mention it! ANTIGONE: Sorry, Iām Antigone, sorry pleased to meet you. CHAPMAN: Err, likewise call me Eric. Are you in charge? ANTIGONE: Iām the mortician, where the action is, CHAPMAN: I bet thereās not much you donāt know about the body, Antigone? ANTIGONE: That sounded like a double meaning GEORGIE: Itās called flirting ANTIGONE: Oh gosh, is it? CHAPMAN: Well, now ANTIGONE: Itās smashing, do it again, have I made it awkward? DAMN RUDYARD: I havenāt got all day! CHAPMAN: Yes so, Rudyard, Antigone and GEORGIE: Georgie, Hi ANTIGONE: Thatās enough! CHAPMAN: I saw you at the funeral, didnāt I GEORGIE: Yeah, helping out, itās a job RUDYARD: Georgie, donāt give away company secrets GEORGIE: I was only - ANTIGONE: Hang on, you were at the funeral this morning? CHAPMAN: Yes I was RUDYARD: And Iām sure youāre impressed with what you saw there Mr Chapman but we really are frightfully CHAPMAN: Actually I wasnāt entirely sure it came off RUDYARD: Iām sorry? CHAPMAN: For a start it got a little violent didnāt it? RUDYARD: Did you think so? CHAPMAN: At the end yes RUDYARD: Iām not sure what funeral you were watching, Mr Chapman but all I saw was good clean mourning CHAPMAN: Didnāt someone die? RUDYARD: A very convenient place for it to happen, Georgie GEORGIE: Iām not RUDYARD: There you go, donāt let us keep you Mr Chapman CHAPMAN: And I thought there could have been a greater attention to detail. Stop me if Iām getting too critical. RUDYARD: Okay Iāll stop you there ANTIGONE: Shut up, carry on Mr Chapman CHAPMAN: Eric ANTIGONE: Gosh CHAPMAN: I have to say it was a little bit grim, I mean itās a funeral itās hardly party time but even so these occasions should be a celebration of life rather than going on about death, do you know what I mean? RUDYARD: Nope CHAPMAN: Ah, I donāt want to be made more miserable and I want to remember those happy magnificent memories, I want a cheerful atmosphere, bright flowers, music, funny recolations ANTIGONE: Sweeter smelling fluids CHAPMAN: Exactly, fluids? ANTIGONE: I think theyāre very important. CHAPMAN: Sure thing. That's what I mean! Sorting out those little details, pushing the boat out, or the hearse out, well that's just my two cents for what itās worth RUDYARD: Well, I donāt know what planet you live on, Mr Chapman, but - ANTIGONE: Thank you! Weāll bear those things in mind, wonāt we Rudyard. RUDYARD: remind me- ANTIGONE: Smashing! CHAPMAN: Anyway, I thought Iād swing by ANTIGONE: Oh any time! CHAPMAN: Thank you, ANTIGONE: Any time at all CHAPMAN: Yes, I was just swinging by to see the competition. RUDYARD: Competition? CHAPMAN: Yes. ANTIGONE: You mean like a raffle? CHAPMAN: Not exactly RUDYARD: I hate raffles CHAPMAN: Thatās a strange thing to hate. I meant you lot! Er, Funn Funerals the local competitionā¦ In funerals RUDYARD: Youāre an undertaker. CHAPMAN: Well clients prefer funeral director ANTIGONE: Youāre just visiting though?! CHAPMAN: No, I live here now, Iām setting myself up ANTIGONE: Your own funeral home? CHAPMAN: yeah, Chapmans, not quite as catchy as Funn Funerals but there we are ANTIGONE: Where are you going to be? CHAPMAN: You know the antique dealer you just buried, Stanley Carmichael? Iām just taking over his premises. ANTIGONE: Just across the square! CHAPMAN: Thatās right! Opposite you actually, weāll probably see a lot of each other, compare notes, swap stories, down the pub - mineās a light ale by the way. Err did someone die in here? RUDYARD: Goodbye Chapman. CHAPMAN: Oh sure! Glad to meet you Rudyard, Antigone ANTIGONE: Chapman. CHAPMAN: Georgie GEORGIE: See you later ANTIGONE: Thatās enough! CAPMAN: Okay. (exhales) Enjoy yourselves! Ah! The sunās come out! RUDYARD: If he thinks Iām going to buy him a light ale, heās very much mistaken. ANTIGONE: Oh shut up Rudyard! This is actually very serious. GEORGIE: He seemed fine ANTIGONE: No he didnāt, Georgie, coming over here waving his credentials in our faces, giving us feedback, my god! GEORGIE: I thought you liked him? ANTIGONE: Liked him?! Liked him?! GEORGIE: Yeah! You were talking about fluids and everything! ANTIGONE: Thatās professional chit-chat for godās sake, do you think I like gorgeous handsome men, do you? Exactly, itās disgusting, itās disgusting RUDYARD: I canāt think of a scenario where I would buy someone a light ale ANTIGONE: Rudyard, focus! He is serious competition RUDYARD: Him? Competition? Were you listening to the man? GEORGIE: No she wasnāt, She was gazing into his eyes ANTIGONE: Georgina! Go and make some tea. GEORGIE: We havenāt got a kettle ANTIGONE: Buy one. GEORGIE: Fine ANTIGONE: Rudyard, weāre finished, I think Iāll take a cyanide capsule RUDYARD: We are not finished, weāre an established firm, going back centuries! Nobody round here is going to book a funeral with a complete stranger. ANTIGONE: Rudyard! Look At His Shop! RUDYARD: What is it? ANTIGONE: Heās already changed the sign! āChapmanāsā Just like he said. RUDYARD: Iāll admit heās working quickly. ANTIGONE: That does it. Youāve got to see the mayor, tell him this village isnāt big enough for two funeral homes! RUDYARD: Thatās not a bad idea actually, Iāll see him now. (leaves) One day Iāll find an umbrella. [narration] Rudyard scuttled across the village square and up the step leading to Piffling Hall. He was shown into the office of the Right Honourable Mayor Desmond Desmond. A man who thought the most wonderful words in the english language were āIām sure itās going to be fine!ā SECRETARY: Mr Rudyard Funn to see you sir. MAYOR: Oh, Thank you Margery RUDYARD: Your worship, I really am most desperately sorry to- where are you? MAYOR: Down here, Rudyard, Under the desk. RUDYARD: Why? MAYOR: Ohh, just sitting here, you know. Doing a bit of thinking, big world out there RUDYARD: Yes, er I came to ask you- MAYOR: Rudyard, do you know what the difference is between a village and a town. RUDYARD: Well er, a town has a greater area, MAYOR: Yes? RUDYARD: Higher population, more amenities MAYOR: Ah, amenities, yes RUDYARD: A mayor! MAYOR: oh yes RUDYARD: I actually came to- MAYOR: We have to do something, Rudyard, with our lives havenāt we Rudyard? Donāt you think? RUDYARD: Yes! MAYOR: I look at my seal of office sometimes and all my envelopes, and I read my name, and have I done enough I ask myself, am I even Right Honourable because I donāt feel it. RUDYARD: Well, to call yourself Right Honourable you have to be a judge or a privy counsellor MAYOR: Really? Iām going to change all my stationary now! You see, this is the thing Iām talking about! What have I earned? What have I achieved? God knows we have to try and justify ourselves, somehow. RUDYARD: mhm, I donāt like the man across the road from me. MAYOR: Exactly, and then what with my sister passing the bucket last week, oh top drawer send off you chaps gave her by the way. RUDYARD: Oh, thank you! MAYOR: Oh, pity it rained RUDYARD: Yes well MAYOR: Canāt help that, or the grounds subsidence, still we all laughed seeing her flopping about like that did we- anyway, Do you know what Iāve decided to do, Rudyard? I am going to turn this village into a town. Thatās what Iām going to do. I mean things must expand, mustnāt they? RUDYARD: Probably? MAYOR: Do you think so? Good! She used to say terrible things to me, my sister RUDYARD: Iāve got a problem actually MAYOR: Have you? Well can I help, cause I really like to be useful RUDYARD: I think you can be, you see, your worship, thereās this man. MAYOR: Heās not worth it Rudyard. RUDYARD: Yes. What? No I mean, this man is opening a new funeral home directly across the road from mine. MAYOR: Is that a problem? RUDYARD: We canāt have two funeral homes canāt we? MAYOR: Canāt we, why not RUDYARD: Well itād be ridiculous! MAYOR: I donāt was to look ridiculous! RUDYARD: Exactly! If we have two funeral homes, why not two fire stations, two hospitals, two mayors! MAYOR: Two mayors!?! Could it really get that far? RUDYARD: I would hate to speculate MAYOR: Help me up, would you? Yes, I think we should stab this in the bud immediately. Thank you Rudyard. RUDYARD: Thank you your worship! MAYOR: Gets me out the office anyway RUDYARD: Well from under the desk. MAYOR: We won't talk about that. Margery, cancel my appointments for today SECRETARY: There arenāt any MAYOR: Thank you! Off we go, Rudyard [narration] Upon arriving at Chapmanās, Rudyard and the - until recently Right Honourable Mayor Desmond Desmond discovered that the place was about ready to be opened! And it wasnāt yet even midday! Rudyard braced himself for a sinister journey into the unknown MAYOR: Wasnāt this place an antique shop a few hours ago? RUDYARD: I donāt understand how he has managed to do all this?! MAYOR: Bit flash isnāt it, all these happy colours, not a patch on your set up, look not a speck of dust anywhere! RUDYARD: I mean, he arrived this morning! MAYOR: It must be said though, these sofas are really comfy! Is that a coffee machine? RUDYARD: Yes? MAYOR: Does your place have one of those? RUDYARD: We bought a kettle only half an hour ago CHAPMAN: Hi, sorry to keep you waiting as you can imagine, itās all go here! RUDYARD: Is that a lift?! CHAPMAN: Mr Mayor, itās a pleasure to meet you, Eric Chapman, there are some chocolate truffles in the bowl there, help yourself. Would you like the tour, Iād love to show you around, itās still not quite finished MAYOR: Perhaps another time, Mr Chapman RUDYARD: Youāve got a lift?! MAYOR: Umm, I donāt know quite how to say this but CHAPMAN: How to say what, Mr Mayor? MAYOR: Well, itās very naughty of you to have done this, is it? CHAPMAN: Is it? MAYOR: Oh without permission I mean CHAPMAN: But you gave me permission MAYOR: Did I? CHAPMAN: I mean before I came here, I was calling back and forth with your people and everything got sorted and err where are we, here we are, look, hereās your signature MAYOR: Yes, the smiley face in the āOā well, itās definitely mine! You must understand, I don't always read everything Iām given, I am usually kept very busy CHAPMAN: Iām sure, donāt worry about it MAYOR: What do you think? Rudyard? RUDYARD: Thatās a really nice lift?!! CHAPMAN: Oh thanks Rudyard MAYOR: Yes, well, even with all this I mean, I am the mayor arenāt I and I have the perfect right to change my mind. CHAPMAN: Oh do you not want me here? MAYOR: No no no no! Not that but you see itās just that well err, Rudyard? RUDYARD: Sorry? Yes er, Now Look Here CHAPMAN: Yes? RUDYARD: Weāve already got a funeral home MAYOR: Exactly! Weāve already got one and will the best will in the world we canāt have two funeral homes, can we? CHAPMAN: Why? MAYOR: Because, well, then you see, weād need apparently have to have two hospitals you see? CHAPMAN: Thatās a great idea MAYOR: Is it? Oh well good, Iād get onto that! BUT No, nevertheless the village just canāt sustain two funeral homes can it? CHAPMAN: You could be right there MAYOR: Could I? RUDYARD: Told you so CHAPMAN: But you know what could sustain two funeral homes? MAYOR: No? CHAPMAN: A town! MAYOR: A town? You say? RUDYARD: Hmm No! No- CHAPMAN: Now donāt get me wrong, this is a great village but I think itās going to be an even greater town! And I want to help you do that in the only way I can: with a funeral home. MAYOR: Can I ask you a question? CHAPMAN: Go for it MAYOR: If we had two funeral homes would we need two mayors as well? CHAPMAN: No. Thatās ridiculous MAYOR: Oh, excellent in that case I hereby pronounce this funeral home: open! RUDYARD: What? What are they doing there?! CHAPMAN: Weāre taking advance orders, itās just a service we provide. MAYOR: Well, I wonāt take up any more of your time. Mr Chapman CHAPMAN: Oh please, Mr Mayor, Itās Eric MAYOR: Best of luck Eric, if you are ever at a loose end, do pop by the hall, sometimes we have movie nights! CHAPMAN: Iāll remember that and if you ever need our services itās on the house. MAYOR: Tremendous, looking forward to it, now RUDYARD: Now, now hang on, we- MAYOR: Glad to have you here CHAPMAN: Mr Mayor MAYOR: No no no, call me Desmond! Ttfn CHAPMAN: Talk to you later, Desmond MAYOR: Should I leave the doors open? CHAPMAN: Oh, if you would, Rudyard Iām sorry I canāt stay and chat, can I get you anything. Oh I know what, make yourself a cup of coffee, Iāll better see to that queue eh? Enjoy yourself! Donāt forget the truffles! Good morning ladies and gentlemen, well afternoon now. Well, Iām delighted to say welcome to Chapmanās and remember: We put the fun in funerals RUDYARD: Chapman! [narration] After a coffee, and a couple of truffles, Rudyard stormed out, seething with resentment. He kicked a small dog and got bitten by its owner. Having gotten back to Funn Funerals, Rudyard sat down on a chair by the window and stared out across the road muttering out loud to his only real friend in the world RUDYARD: (muttering) Itās only a funeral home who the hell do they think they are eh? (squeaks) RUDYARD: Exactly, I give him a week, alright maybe two.. Ah he might have gold blend and lounge music but you canāt put a glass on the mechanics. We get the body in the coffin in the ground on time, Thatās what it's about, I bet his corpses don't smell of cinnamon. Yeah, weāll see who runs this village. ANTIGONE: Rudyard youāre talking to that mouse again arenāt you? RUDYARD: Her name is Madeleine ANTIGONE: Itās not normal! RUDYARD: Antigone, you spend twenty-three hours a day in the mortuary donāt try to tell me whatās normal. Off you go Madeleine, weāll continue this later ANTIGONE: You havenāt moved all afternoon! RUDYARD: I donāt need to move, Iām plotting ANTIGONE: Whereās Georgie? RUDYARD: Day off, no work, plotting. ANTIGONE: Rudyard, for the first time in our lives we actually have competition which means we could really do with having some friends so could you get out there and make some? RUDYARD: Iāll do it tomorrow ANTIGONE: Have you at least gone round to check on Mr Ascii RUDYARD: Who? ANTIGONE: Mr Ascii, the man weāve been waiting to die for six weeks, because so help me I need to embalm somebody and it could quite easily be you RUDYARD: Look Mr Asciiās immortal, heāll never die so whatās the point about it. Now Look Here, Georgie? What? Right, Iāll see you there. Mr Asciiās dead. ANTIGONE: Is he? RUDYARD: Yes. OH MY GOD MR ASCIIāS DEAD! ANTIGONE: How?! RUDYARD: Heart attack, half an hour ago itās all around the village, Antigone, Iām so happy! ANTIGONE: Took him long enough RUDYARD: Ahh Heās dead, heās dead, heās dead, heās dead, heās dead, heās dead! ANTIGONE: Rudyard! Stop being happy and get over there now! RUDYARD: Sorry, yes, get over there, Iām gone. Rudyard is back in the game! ā¦ Rudyard is going to get wet! Have the mortuary ready! ANTIGONE: And Rudyard, donāt cock it up. [narration] Before you judge Rudyard too harshly at his delight at an old manās demise, I should tell you that Mr Ascii was Rudyardās old PE teacher at school so his delight is almost entirely justified. Rudyard met Georgie at Mr Asciiās bijuu residence at five forty-five. GEORGIE: Okay, okayĀ RUDYARD: Georgie GEORIGIE: Sir? RUDYARD: Say it again for me wonāt you, say it again GEORGIE: Alright, Mr Asciiās dead but listen Iāve got- RUDYARD: Yeessssss, Get in there my sonā¦ whatever that means GEORGIE: Yeah I ought to say- RUDYARD: Iāve been looking forward to putting him in the ground, canāt mock me for losing the 200 metre dash now can you, Mr Ascii! GEORGIE: Before you get excited RUDYARD: Right yes, got to straighten up, think grave. How do I look? GEORGIE: Miserable RUDYARD: Great, letās go GEORGIE: But sir, NURSE: Could we please have some quiet out here, oh itās you, Mister Funn RUDYARD: Good afternoon nurse, Could please take this opportunity to convey my most prevermed(???) condolences NURSE: Thank you Mister Funn RUDYARD: Iām sure my apprentice Ms Crusoe, has already carried out our preliminary duties so I think in the interest of efficiency we should let the dog see the rabbit, if youāll take me through NURSE: Well, This is actually rather embarrassing RUDYARD: Oh please donāt say itās a false alarm! NURSE: In a sense,,, yes RUDYARD: Oh for, Georgie you said he was dead GEORGIE: He is dead RUDYARD: But, ugh, Nurse, one of us in this corridor is deeply confused and Iām beginning to believe it might be you NURSE: No? RUDYARD: I knew it, sheās mad, grab her Georgie. NURSE: Iām not mad! RUDYARD: Thatās what a mad person would say, Georgie GEORGIE: Letās do this CHAPMAN: Rudyard! Great to see you RUDYARD: Chapman! CHAPMAN: Busy afternoon, eh, hello Georgie GEORGIE: Hey, Eric RUDYARD: Stop flirting. Nurse, I demand this man be told to vacate this bijuu residence immediately CHAPMAN: Look, this is my bad, and Iāve really got to apologise for this one NURSE: Mr Ascii requested it! RUDYARD: He what? NURSE: With his final words he said he couldnāt bare to get buried by such a feeble little weed as Rudyard Funn CHAPMAN: Interesting man, he wanted to see my gold medals from the 200 metre dash, gotta say I wasnāt expecting business to kick off so quickly NURSE: Youāre doing a most proper job Mr Chapman CHAPMAN: Thank you nurse, I think weāll collect him first thing tomorrow. Anyway must run, good to see you Rudyard, Georgie. Enjoy yourselves! Ahh NURSE: What a charming man, I hear heās still a bachelor RUDYARD: So am I.. NURSE: Yes well, hardly surprising is it? GEORGIE: Ahh well, canāt win em all eh sir? Sir, are you alright? RUDYARD: I am soā¦ SIX O CLOCK GEORGIE: Six o clock? RUDYARD: Six o clock! The cemetery, Stanleyās widow, Stanley Carmichaelās widow in the cemetery at six o clock! GEORGIE: Oh yeah! I forgot about that! RUDYARD: What time is it? GEORGIE: About five to six but youāll never get there. Sir?! Oh for godās sake, Rudyard! Come back here you stupid. [narration] Rudyard raced down the cliff, past the trees and through the streets with speed that would have finally impressed Mr Ascii, had he not already been dead. His lungs aching for breath, his limbs trembling with the effort, Rudyard tumbled into the cemetery at exactly one minute past six. To discoverā¦ RUDYARD: Itāsā¦. Itās all REV: Ahh, there you are Rudyard! RUDYARD: Reverend? Whatās going on? REV: Well, I arrived to oversee the preliminaries on Mrs Carmichaelās err, transferal to a better world - if such a place exists - which i'm not certain about one way or the other, and I found that her family and friends had been gathered together already for the funeral. RUDYARD: For the funeral? REV: Since the deceased was already here, and sensibly dressed, he just got it done out of the way, young fella named Eric, got his own funeral practise I understand. Iām hearing marvelous things about it. Heās got a coffee machine! Led them all a couple of sing songs actually, even had my speech prepared for me! Very succinct it was, breezed through it all in no time. RUDYARD: Chapmanā¦ REV: Oh he also found a lake! Over there! I think weāre all going boating in a minute. He owns a boat you know RUDYARD: Chapman! REV: Anyway, I better get to be going back to it, weāre having jelly and ice cream, bags of fun. Goodbye, Rudyard! Or should I say: Enjoy yourself! RUDYARD: I see. I see. Well CHAPMAN: Hello Rudyard. RUDYARD: Oh. Itās. you. Did a fair job I hear, congratulations, donāt think it will always be like this they wonāt hand it to you on a plate you know, they wonāt do that. This is very much the exception. Oh what? What? You can talk canāt you? Say something? CHAPMAN: Rudyard. Have a nice evening. RUDYARD: What do you- What do you mean: have a nice evening? What do you mean by that remark, Chapman? What if I donāt want to have a nice evening? Eh? What if I Donāt? Chapman! What did you mean! Chapman! Chapman?! [narration] Today had been the worst day of Rudyardās life, until tomorrow came along and topped it. I was there to jot it all down from first hand observation (and a little bit of gossip I picked up later) and of course, being his only real friend in the world, Rudyard tells me everything. My name is Madeleine - Iām going to be the first mouse to be a Sunday Times Best Seller, and I know for a fact that Rudyard want to revenge himself on Eric by well, weāll burn that bridge when be come to itĀ
#season one#s1 ep1#The bane of Rudyard#wooden overcoats#wooden overcoats transcripts#rudyard funn#antigone funn#georgie crusoe#eric chapman#podcast#podcast transcript
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hey uhhh 2 questions
1) why did I need to know that Gilbert Funn was a serial bigamist
2) how did I never register this. This is my fifth time listening to the bane of rudyard and I only just figured it out.
#by 'figured it out' i of course mean 'listened to what madeleine was telling me'#wooden overcoats#the bane of rudyard#Gilbert Funn lived his life how he wanted.....and i respect that#sort of
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EPISODE 1.1 ā THE BANE OF RUDYARD // Ā EPISODE 4.9 ā THE LAST NAIL IN THE COFFIN
#in sum: wah#wooden overcoats#im steppingĀ back from the new gay pirate show to show some love to this other obsession#and this will be a stepping stone to working on my ownĀ creative stuff#cher.txt#wo spoilers#wooden overcoats spoilers
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iāve got a problem, actually.
have you? can i help? because iād really like to be useful.
i think you can be. you see, your worship... thereās this man.
ā¢ā¢ heās not worth it, rudyard ā¢ā¢
yes ā what? ā no, i mean, this man is opening a new funeral home. directly across the road from mine.
ā the bane of rudyard, episode one
(with artistic inspiration from the creators and artists of wooden overcoats)
#art#artists on tumblr#artwork#my art#traditional art#wooden overcoats#rudyard funn#antigone funn#eric chapman#georgie crusoe
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Season 1 Episode 1: The Bane of Rudyard Funn
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Season 4 Episode 10: Funn Farewell
#wooden overcoats#i might write about this a bit more specfically but i feel like that unsolved reaction 'im connecting dots!'
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Piffling Vale <3 , S1E01 - The Bane of Rudyard
JERRY: (OFF) Youāre ruining everything!
Jerry's first appearance. I hate him already.
Rudyard meanwhile is being is usual unpleasant self. i don't give a fuck i'm still on his side.
Anyway back then the relationship between him and georgie was far more boss-employee like.
WAVERING: Oh now, now come on, everyone, stay calm ā Jerry, put that shovel down!
....apparently JERRY should have been the first suspect in case of attempted murder.
GEORGIE: Do you think weāll ever have a quiet funeral? RUDYARD: Asking for the impossible never helped anyone. GEORGIE: People smiling and swapping funny memories... Iām just not sure that every funeral should end in violent conflict.
ah the chapman approach to funerals. not that much better than the one that ends up in violent conflict, all things considered.
Rudyard, for the very last time: they donāt want chaos, they donāt want stress, and they donāt want a relative dead before the first has even been buried!
yes, but do they want a party ? of course not. a very good one might make them forget it's not what they want, but it still won't be.
ERIC: Terrific name. I suppose you put the Funn in Funerals? (POLITE CHUCKLE) RUDYARD: (BEAT) No, of course we donāt. (BEAT) Thatās obscene.
indeed. why would you.
(...don't answer that it'll make me cry over eric chapman)
RUDYARD: (BORED, AS IF USHERING ERIC OUT) And Iām sure you were impressed with what you saw, Mr Chapman, but we really are frightfully- ERIC: Actually, I wasnāt entirely sure it came off.
ok i'm going to borrow words from elementary students everywhere but : chapman started it !
(can't help but think about him in the finale going "i know what i've put you through and i won't do it again" and like. the character development! like first time around i didn't really feel like he was provoking them - just honestly thinking they could be two funeral home in the village and there'd be no problem - but this time it really feels like he was provoking them.
of course thinking about it i. don't think he was thinking that far. he just wanted - needed - to start a funeral home and wasn't thinking about the consequences for the funns.)
ERIC: Georgie. GEORGIE: See you later-
i had completely forgotten that georgie DIDN'T hate chapman on sight. will come later. neither does rudyard in fact! antigone is the one who immediately clocks him as a threat. despite the overwhelming one sided attraction.
honestly rudyard is. far from being awful to chapman this episode ? i don't find the way he acts out of line considering that. chapman IS setting himself as competition and threatening their livehood.
RUDYARD: Well. If he thinks Iām going to buy him a light ale, heās very much mistaken.
[...]
RUDYARD: I canāt think of a scenario where I would buy someone a light ale.
Hm. i find myself wanting to check the last episode(s) for rudyard offering a light ale.
ANTIGONE: Rudyard! Youāre talking to that mouse again, arenāt you? RUDYARD: Her name is Madeleine. ANTIGONE: Itās not normal.
aww this too will get better.
in the meantime antigone you are SO RUDE
ANTIGONE: Rudyard, for the first time in our lives weāve actually got competition, which means we could really do with having some friends ā so could you get out there and make some?!
i dont know antigone could you ? not to make light of your anxiety but despite it out of the two of you i don't think this a task more suited to rudyard.
....:((( i love the twins.
Before you judge Rudyard too harshly at his delight at an old manās demise, I should tell you that Mr. Askey was Rudyardās old P.E. teacher at school, so his delight is almost entirely justified.
actually given what we've seen of rudyard's high school years there's no "almost" about it.
Thank you, Nurse. I think weāll collect him first thing tomorrow. Anyway, must run ā good to see you Rudyard, Georgie! Enjoy yourselves!
anyway that's what he does the whole episode : come in, announces bad news for the fun that are also good news for him, and then run off without letting them the time to react.
like i said rudyard is nowhere near as awful to him as i'd expect. he just doesn't have the opportunity for it.
of course eric doesn't stay to interact, thinking about it. he's way too of in his running away from his grief to actually look at his effect on people around him, isn't he?
RUDYARD: (YELLS. BEAT. GETS BREATH BACK) Oh. Itās you. (BEAT) Did a fair job, I hear. Congratulations. (BEAT) Donāt think itās always like this. They wonāt hand it you to on a plate, you know. They wonāt do that. This is very much the exception. (BEAT) Well? What? (BEAT) What? (BEAT) You can talk, canāt you? (BEAT) Well say something! ERIC: (BEAT) Rudyard... Have a nice evening.
like i said, rudyard's reaction is. not actually over the top for what's happening.
(not yet anyway)
anyway what i mean is that eric's got no right to his reaction of 'i'll take the higher ground and not engage with that man looking for a fight when i've done nothing wrong ! i haven't wronged him at all!'
dude given the effects of your actions on his life - unintentional, accidental or whatever - he's actually. Quite calm and mesured about it. For now :D
all that go out of the window next episode. of course :D
#listening again to wooden overcoats#that'll do for the tag (for now)#wo spoilers#unfortunately#mq liveblogging
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Sentence Starters - āWooden Overcoatsā, S1 E1: āThe Bane of Rudyardā
āIt all began with a funeral.ā
āI might be tempted if it came down in priceā¦ Hint, hint.ā
āYouāre rambling.ā
āIf you believe in God, could you put your hands up?ā
āWeāre sixteen minutes behind schedule, nearly seventeen.ā
āStop moaning. Put your back into it.ā
āYouāre ruining everything!ā
āYou horrid, little man/woman! Stop hurrying things along!ā
āHe/she/they doesnāt/donāt look healthy though, does he/she/they?ā
āI noticed you stuff that carriage clock down your blouse when you thought no one was looking.ā
ā__________, put that shovel down!ā
āOf course they donāt look happy - itās a funeral!ā
āI donāt know if it was fatal, but it looked promising to me.ā
āAsking for the impossible never helped anyone.ā
āIām just not sure every funeral should end in violent conflict.ā
āI want to go to [Name]ās and see if heās/sheās/theyāre dead yet.ā
āNow, look here!ā
āIād rather look at the corpses!ā
āDoes ārest in peaceā mean nothing to you?ā
āThe poor dear had been diagnosed with depression within twenty minutes of being born.ā
āItās been a very productive morning.ā
āIāve spent the past five hours mixing formaldehyde and methanol with clementines and a tiny - TINY - dash of cinnamon.ā
āWhy do we still talk to each other?ā
āOur grandadās dead, but donāt worry because he smells like Christmas!ā
āItās how to run a business. You wouldnāt know.ā
āSir/Ma'am, your other jacketās been eaten by moths.ā
ā________, for the last time: they donāt want chaos, they donāt want stress, and they donāt want a relative dead before the first one is buried!ā
ā________, leave it to the professionals.ā
āThereās no need to brag about it. Iāve met people before.ā
āI bet thereās not much you donāt know about the body, __________.ā
āStop me if Iām getting too criticalā¦ā
āPushing the boat out! Orā¦ the hearse out.ā
āI was just swinging by to see the competition.ā
āI hate raffles.ā
āMineās a light ale, by the way.ā
āAh! The sunās come out!ā
āWell, if he/she/they thinks/think Iām going to buy him/her/them a light ale, heās/sheās/theyāre very much mistaken.ā
āOh, shut up, ________! This is actually very serious!ā
āDo you think I like gorgeous, handsome men? Do you!?ā
āDo you know what the difference is between a village and a town?ā
āWe have to do something with our lives, ________, donāt you think?ā
āI have to change all my stationery now!ā
āGod knows we have to try and justify ourselves somehow!ā
āI donāt like the man across the road from me.ā
āShe used to say terrible things to me, my sisterā¦ā
āHeās/Sheās/Theyāre not worth it, _______.ā
āIs that a coffee machine?ā
āWe bought a kettle half an hour ago.ā
āIt is very naughty for you to have done all this.ā
āItās a really nice lift!ā
āWeāre taking advance orders. Just a service we provide!ā
āIf youāre ever at a loose end, do pop by the hall. Sometimes, we have movie nights!ā
āRemember: we put the fun in funerals!ā
āEnjoy yourself!ā
āHe/She/They kicked a small dog and got bitten by its owner.ā
āWe get the body in the ground on time!ā
āWeāll see who runs this village.ā
ā_____________, youāre talking to that mouse again. Itās not normal.ā
ā_____________, you spend 23 hours a day in the mortuary, donāt tell me whatās normal.ā
āWe could really do with some friends.ā
āI need to embalm somebody and it could quite easily be you.ā
āStop being happy and get over there now!ā
āDonāt cock it up.ā
āGET IN THERE, MY SON - whatever that means.ā
āCanāt mock me for losing the 200-meter dash now, can you?ā
āIn the interest of efficiency, I think we should let the dog see the rabbit.ā
āStop flirting.ā
āYouāre doing a most proper job, __________.ā
āWhat a charming man. I hear heās still a bachelor.ā
āI think weāre all going boating in a minute!ā
āWeāre having jelly and ice cream - bags of fun!ā
āWhat do you mean āhave a nice eveningā?ā
āWhat if I donāt want to have a nice evening?ā
āI was there to jot it all down.ā
āBeing his/her/their only real friend in the world, __________ tells me everything.ā
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Best Wooden Overcoats Episode Bracket!
Round Two: "In the Buff" vs. "The Bane of Rudyard"
"In the Buff" episode description: When Antigone volunteers for a charity calendar, she doesnāt quite realise what it involves.
"The Bane of Rudyard" episode description: On the overlooked Channel Island of Piffling, obstinate undertaker Rudyard Funn runs his familyās failing funeral parlour. But when new and sexy undertaker Eric Chapman sets up shop across the square and becomes an immediate sensation, Rudyard realises heāll have to take drastic steps to stay in business.Ā
See the full bracket here. Vote on other polls here.
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Wooden Overcoats (non-season-finale) Episodes Bracket: Round II
Round II of voting is going live now! If you want more information about the bracket, here is the origional post. If you vote on a poll, please reblog to spread it to more people.
Here are this rounds polls:
The Bane of Rudyard vs Flowers For Chapman
Georgina and the Waves vs The Race for Piffling
In the Buff vs A Match Made in Piffling
A Funeral House Divided vs The Big Cheese
Rudyard Makes a Friend vs Rudyard Takes a Hike
The Loneliness of the Short-Tempered Rudyard vs The Bodysnatchers
Antigone in the Spotlight vs The Sweet Sweet Taste of Death
Undertakers Underground vs The Sunshine Treatment
Edit: here is the current round
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Esa es AntĆgona, la hermana gemela de Rudyard, a pesar de haber nacido una semana mĆ”s tarde. A los veinte minutos de nacida a la pobre la habĆan diagnosticado con depresiĆ³n. Ā”Un rĆ©cordĀ mundial! Cosa que no le trajo ninguna consolaciĆ³n.
Wooden Overcoats, Ep 1 - The Bane of Rudyard
āThatās Antigone, Rudyardās twin sister, despite being actually born one week afterwards. The poor dear had been diagnosed with depression within twenty minutes of being born. A world record! Which gave her no consolation at all.ā
#Wooden Overcoats#translation#traducciĆ³n#podcast#adding the original because I can't find any transcripts online
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We called her the woman who did not care
Supernatural 12x19, āThe Future,ā and 12x20, āTwigs & Twine & Tasha Banes.ā
These two titles have particularly strong word associations for me, and weāre at that point of the season where the foreshadowing could resolve in two very different ways -- onto a mostly tragic path as has happened so often in the past, or into a more optimistic future with just a bit of bittersweet for flavouring.
Before I start, I make note here that watching the deaths of three women of colour (one of them twice) and the damning of one queer man of colour, plus the attempted suicide of yet another woman, and the sadistic torturing of another woman-shaped being within two episodes... letās just say Iām not happy about it. I feel it deserves more words, but Iām tired. So tired.
Anyway.
āThe Futureā should, by all rights, be an optimistic title, but in the grand tradition of Supernatural, it can also be read as darkly ironic given what the episode is about.
The first association for me is with āThe Endā because we have returned to many of the themes and plot points of that season, including a reference to team free will, and the possible rise of Lucifer and destruction of the world.Ā āThe Endā was also an episode about Castiel when he had lost all hope, and had turned to sex and drugs for solace.
The parallels are not exact, of course, but add in Kellyās suicide attempt -- a despairing attempt to stop the future -- and the cultish fervour both Kelly and Castiel show about the nephilim baby (almost like theyāre drugged), and thereās definitely more than a hint that the future ahead might be more of a dead end than a way forward.
On the other hand, as Whitney Houston put it, āI believe the children are our future,ā so thereās that.
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Greatest Love Of All, by Whitney Houston
I believe the children are our are future Teach them well and let them lead the way Show them all the beauty they possess inside Give them a sense of pride to make it easier
Let the children's laughter remind us how we used to be Everybody searching for a hero People need someone to look up to I never found anyone who fulfill my needs
A lonely place to be So I learned to depend on me
I decided long ago, never to walk in anyone's shadows If I fail, if I succeed At least I'll live as I believe No matter what they take from me They can't take away my dignity Because the greatest love of all Is happening to me I found the greatest love of all Inside of me The greatest love of all Is easy to achieve Learning to love yourself It is the greatest love of all
I believe the children are our future Teach them well and let them lead the way Show them all the beauty they possess inside Give them a sense of pride to make it easier Let the children's laughter remind us how we used to be
I decided long ago, never to walk in anyone's shadows If I fail, if I succeed At least I'll live as I believe No matter what they take from me They can't take away my dignity Because the greatest love of all Is happening to me I found the greatest love of all Inside of me The greatest love of all Is easy to achieve Learning to love yourself It is the greatest love of all
And if by chance, that special place That you've been dreaming of Leads you to a lonely place Find your strength in love
Season 12 is a season very much about the legacy that parents pass on to their children, nature vs nurture, and developing emotional maturity rather than toxic codependency. Itās about the greatest love of all, which Dean and to a lesser extent Sam have been making strides towards, but which Castiel has not yet learned at all. And itās about the children of the past becoming the adults of the now, in time to raise the next generation.
See what I mean about the foreshadowing having a dual nature? It could literally follow either of these paths at this point -- the dead end, or the greatest love of all.
Right now, Iām leaning towards a more happy than not resolution to the season, because usually theyād be having more wins if the climax was leading to tragedy, in order to give it a bigger punch when it hits.
I also think (hope) that we are going to get several major inversions, because if the foreshadowing is firm on anything, itās that.
Iām more convinced than ever that the nephilim is actually a girl. Such a point has been made of āsonā that I think thereās a very good chance itās a bait and switch, and the nephilim will not be what anyone expects. It would also shatter so much of the legacy of toxic masculinity that this season has been questioning. Everyone is so wrapped up sons, but this season is part of the arc of Amara and Mary, bringing more women into the Supernatural world.
Iām also very curious about the heterosexual coding of Kelly and Castiel in this episode. From the outside they invoke some very traditional expectations about pregnancy -- with the tummy touching, the focus on the baby and impending (defacto) parenthood, clasped hands, male-coded protectiveness, and the fanatical belief that everything will be okay. So much of this is out of the het romance script, but itās all surface, and underneath itās wrong, wrong, wrong. So, is it the baby thatās wrong? Or is it the heterosexual coding thatās wrong?
Again, weāre in the season of questioning and inverting the past, and last time around this particular block was season 6: Deanās failure as a (heterosexual) partner and dad to Lisa and Ben; soulless Sam who wasnāt acting right; and queer-coding for Castiel signalling he was about to go darkside (he was in Deanās ass).
*squints at the foreshadowing*
How exactly do you plan to invert that, show? Because once more Iām seeing three male-shaped beings and a little nephilim as a very real possibility for next season, right alongside the greatest love of all.
Letās talk about the greatest love of all for a minute. Whitney Houston is singing about self-respect, not romantic love -- the self-respect both Kelly and Castiel were lacking in this episode. Where does that kind of love come from? The show has been focused on re-framing familial love this season, rather than either toxic codependency or romantic love. So can acceptance by family help with self-love? Can the nephilim be part of healthy familial love? Can Castiel?
Given that theme, I do think we might get another declaration of love before the season ends. But it might not be the one we expect.
āTwigs & Twine & Tasha Banes,ā is a title that niggled at me for days, until I finally figured out what it reminded me of -- The Vampire by Rudyard Kipling.
The Vampire, by Rudyard Kipling
This poem was written in response to the painting you see there, by Philip Burne-Jones (not Edward as it says in the image, but Edwardās lesser-known son), which shows a woman as the vampire -- very much in the gothic tradition that was the focus of season 10 (the Steins, the Werther Project, Don Quixote etc).
Itās this line -- āa rag and a bone and a hank of hairā -- that the title of this episode reminds me of, not only because itās in the poem, but because it was the title of a Fiske novel with very similar themes to both Kiplingās poem and "Twigs & Twine & Tasha Banes.ā
A fool there was and he made his prayer (Even as you and I!) To a rag and a bone and a hank of hair (We called her the woman who did not care), But the fool he called her his lady fair (Even as you and I!) Oh the years we waste and the tears we waste And the work of our head and hand, Belong to the woman who did not know (And now we know that she never could know) And did not understand. A fool there was and his goods he spent (Even as you and I!) Honor and faith and a sure intent But a fool must follow his natural bent (And it wasn't the least what the lady meant), (Even as you and I!) Oh the toil we lost and the spoil we lost And the excellent things we planned, Belong to the woman who didn't know why (And now we know she never knew why) And did not understand. The fool we stripped to his foolish hide (Even as you and I!) Which she might have seen when she threw him aside -- (But it isn't on record the lady tried) So some of him lived but the most of him died -- (Even as you and I!) And it isn't the shame and it isn't the blame That stings like a white hot brand. It's coming to know that she never knew why (Seeing at last she could never know why) And never could understand.
Tell me that first verse isnāt a pithy encapsulation of Maxās arc this episode.
Thereās two ways to read this poem. The first is the sexist reading that the Femme Fatale sucks a decent man dry of his worldly goods and then callously dumps him. The second reading, and the one I personally think Kipling was going for, is basically saying this attitude of male entitlement is predictable and stupid and has nothing much to do with the woman. The commentary in the brackets, in particular, makes me think this. Itās a major burn for the artist who did that painting in other words, but done with enough nuance that a gormless young man would probably not realise it.
Why am I spending so much time on this tangentially related poem?
Because I think we see four different iterations of the theme of the focus of male attention which is actually a figment -- a rag and a bone and a hank of hair, or twigs and twine as the case may be.
The first is obviously Max. He chooses to create a golem of his sister rather than live into the future alone, and damns himself in the process. Thereās already been a lot of meta about how Max is a parallel for the brothers (Samās magic, Deanās queerness, or love of bartenders and cars if you prefer) and their toxic codependency, so I wonāt retread that. But letās consider Alicia for a moment. There are parallels here too (Soulless Sam, Demon Dean). Is she a person? Does the vessel matter? What makes a person a person? And should she get a say in her life or death? After all, sheās the one that has to live as a golem. Does Max have any right to do that to her? (Cliff Notes: No, no he doesnāt.)
(As an aside: how much of Maxās choice was nature and how much nurture? Dean thought Tasha Barnes was a good mother, and yet Max made the same kind of codependent choice as the Winchesters in the end. Or was this simply bad judgement in the face of grief, which wouldnāt have happened if he'd had a friend with him?)
The second is Mary and Ketch. We see another āfalse womenā in the shifter wearing Maryās face, which then tellingly shifts to Ketchās face, and then finally is replaced by Mary herself. Ketch feels he has a proprietary claim to Maryās body, that supersedes her own rights and choices. This is the BMOLās philosophy all over -- they couldnāt be less Team Free Will if they tried. Their agenda is to kill everything they donāt like, and the ends justify the means, even if the means produce no ends.
The third was given to us last episode: Kelly. Sheās a broodmare, a disposable womb that Lucifer covets as a means to an end. Rosemary, complete with baby, and we all know how that ended. Rosemaryās Baby is, after all, a parable of womenās enslavement to motherhood under patriarchy, in which she has no say in her impending motherhood.
And finally, we have Castiel. An angel in a human vessel, object of Deanās intense concern, and receiver of valuable mixtape gifts.
Yes, one of these things is not like the others. But consider this. Dean and Samās solution to the threat that the nephilim potentially poses was to strip it of half its identity. Itās not allowed to be human and angel, it has to be one or the other to be āsafeā and allowed to live.
Soooooo, conversion therapy or death? They are the options? That is supposedly the better way?
(As an aside, my comments here are not taking a stance on the ethics of real-world abortion. Iām pro-choice. I would have liked if the text explored the question of abortion from Kellyās perspective in more depth, but it hasnāt, and the nephilim is clearly now showing agency, so the ethics have changed.)
Something I have long been interested in is the conversation in fandom about how Castiel should get to āchoose Humanityā rather than having the choice made for him. There is something appealing about this notion, but I have always wondered, why must he choose? Can he not be both? Is that an invalid choice? Does he have to be human to belong in the Winchester family? Canāt he be loved for who is already is?
In other words... are people not allowed to be bi in the Supernatural āverse?
Because, you know, that question is relevant to my interests.
With that concern on the table, I come back to the idea of the ārag and a bone and a hank of hair.ā Does Dean project his feelings onto Castiel the way Max/Ketch/Lucifer have been projecting them onto women? Does he expect things of Castiel heās never actually asked for? Does he really understand what Castiel wants from Dean, or does Dean only think of the relationship in terms of what he wants himself?
I think thatās a pretty interesting set of questions, donāt you? Iād like to think the answer is no. Iām not so sure, though. Deanās performance of masculinity/family has kind of gummed up the emotional works pretty well over the years. How far are we from the point at which heās ready to let it go, and shift his relationships to a better way as well? Heās come a long, long way this season, but is he ready to know and be known?
I do think this may be the direction in which the climax is heading -- the characters allowing themselves to be known.
I hope so.
Previously:
The Ministry of Information vs Wayward Sons Carrying On (12x01)
My, my, how can I resist you? (12x02) and follow-up about Bohemian Raphsody
So what am I so afraid of? (I think I love you) (12x03)
Iāve got the joy, joy, joy, joy Down in my heart (Where?) (12x04) and a follow-up about the codependency and about Deanās self-flagellation and issues with space
There can be only one! (12x05), and a follow-up conversation with elizabethrobertajones on Freud vs Schwartz.
They shall fall by the sword: they shall be a portion for foxes (12x06) Ā
Presenting the Immaculate Heart Reunion Tour (12x07) Ā Ā
Iām still living the life where you get home and open the fridge and thereās half a pot of yogurt and a half a can of flat Coca-Cola. ~Alan Rickman (12x08, 12x09)
When the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men (12x10) Ā Ā
in re (12x11)
Making the most of teachable moments (12x12) and an added thought, In-and-out-laws
Donāt fuck with the branches on my family tree (12x13)
To Protect and to Serve (12x14) and some more thoughts
Hiding in the shadow of love (12x15) and some further thoughts in response to @elizabethrobertajonesā meta.
Youāre living in the past, itās a new generation (12x16)
Iām still the same old me, thatās all Iāll ever be (12x17 and 12x18)
#supernatural#meta#season 12#spoilers#dean winchester#mary winchester#castiel#kelly#nephilim#themes#allusions#love as strong as death#family#ketch#banes#trigger#sexism#racism#suicide#abortion
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"I'm the Mortician, where the action is." Antigone Funn Character moodboard - Wooden Overcoats S1 EP1, The Bane Of Rudyard
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youāre mr rudyard funn of funn funerals?
thatās correct
ā¢ā¢ terrific name. i suppose you put the funn in funerals? ā¢ā¢
ā¢ā¢ no, of course we donātā¦thatās obsceneā¦ ā¢ā¢
sure, nevermind ā
ā the bane of rudyard, episode one
(with artistic inspiration from the creators and artists of wooden overcoats)
#art#artists on tumblr#artwork#my art#traditional art#wooden overcoats#rudyard funn#eric chapman#antigone funn#georgie crusoe
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