Larry Lamb en el papel de...
Brian Reader
- [Brian and his mates are having a quiet drink in a pub and some teenagers on the neighbouring table are being noisy and become abusive when Terry asks them to be a bit quieter. Brian confronts one of the lads]
- Brian Reader: You seem like a smart young lad. You want to play a game with me? Nothing physical. I mean, I struggle to get my shoes on these days, let alone battling with lumps like you.
- Isaac: All right. What kind of game?
- Brian Reader: So, I've got one question for you. Now this is not just any old question. This one requires a lot of thought. You get it right and I'll buy you and your buddies a round of shots, and you can make as much noise as you like, and I'll take my miserable old mates over to the corner.
- Isaac's Mate: What if he get it wrong?
- Brian Reader: Then you have to apologise to my good friend here.
- Isaac: Yeah. All right. This will be the easiest drink I've ever earned.
- Brian Reader: OK. You get one chance to answer. So here's your question. "The man who invented it... didn't want it. The man who bought it... didn't need it. The man who needs it... doesn't know it. What is it?"
- Isaac: Can you repeat that?
- Brian Reader: No. Come on. What's that clever brain of yours telling you?
- Isaac: I don't know. What? What is it?
- Brian Reader: A coffin.
- Isaac's Mate: Nice one!
- Isaac: [grinning] Right. I guess I'd better get these old chaps a few drinks.