Monty Python The Life of...

Monty Python's Life of Brian Angels' Choir [Sort of a Chant to the Star of Bethlehem] Brian Uhuhlk! Gaspar Hrmhrm! Mother falling off stool [Crash] Mother Uhooh! Who are you? Gaspar We are three wise men. Mother What? Melchior We are three wise men. Mother Well, what are you doing creeping under a couch at two o'clock in the morning? That doesn't sound very wise to me. Balthasar We are astrologists. Melchior We have come from the East. Mother Is this some kind of joke? Gaspar We wish to praise the infant. Melchior We must pay a homage to him. Mother Homage? You're all drunk! It's disgusting! Out! Come on, out! Gaspar No... Mother Barge in here with tales about all the ancient fortune-tellers. Come on, out! Gaspar No, no, we must see him! Mother Go and praise someone else's brat! Go on! Melchior We...we were led by a star! Mother Led by a bottle more like! Go on, out! Melchior Well, well, we must see him, we have brought presents! Mother Out! Gaspar Gold, frankincense, myrrh! Mother Well, why didn't you say? He's over there. Sorry the place is a...bit of a mess. Well, what is myrrh anyway? Balthasar It is a valuable balm. Mother A balm?! What are you giving him a balm for? It might bite him! Balthasar What? Mother That's a dangerous animal! Quick, throw it in the trough! Melchior No, it isn't! Mother Yes, it is! It's great big uhug... Gaspar No, no, no, it is an ointment. Mother Oh, well, there is an animal called a balm, or did I dream it? So you're astrologists, are you?