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Maltscouse: A bad tempered Scottish football manager.
Mick has nothing on Sir Alex and Mr Mackay.
Separated at birth. Spooky huh?
Maltscouse lays down the law to Blues new recruits
Maltscouse with recalcitrant old lags
Maltscouse: I think some of you wrongly assumed that I had left you for good. But, as you see, nothing could be further from the truth. Only… I am somewhat disturbed to hear what has been happening in my absence. So now… We’re going to have a new regime here, based not on lenience and laxity but on discipline, hard work and blind, unquestioning obedience. Feet will not touch the floor. Lives will be made a misery. [At the door] I am back, and I am in charge here.[Maltscouse leaves, but as he walks down the corridor, Fletch and Godber start singing]
Fletch and Godber: [singing] For ‘e’s a jolly good fellow, for ‘e’s a jolly good fellow, for ‘e’s a jolly good fellow, and so say all of us. Juddy, Daisy and other inmates: [joining in] And so say all of us, and so say all of us. [Maltscouse smiles proudly and continues to march to the exit] For ‘e’s a jolly good fellow, for ‘e’s a jolly good fellow, for ‘e’s a jolly good fellow… And so say all of us!