*We join the lads gearing up for the Blackpool game*
Houllier: Bonjour everyone! First of all I would like to introduce you to our new chief scout, Jeff Vetere!
Vetere: Bonjour tout le monde!
A.Young: I thought you were english?
Vetere: Oh yes … I am. Alright everyone. I’m glad to be here, mainly as I didn’t have a job and I have a mortgage.
*the lads and scouts applaud Jeff*
Vetere: Thank you.
Houllier: Yes, I think you’ll find Jeff an excellent replacement. He has a passport.
*the scouts ooh and aah*
Scout: …. Can I touch it?….
Vetere: Um No …. Mr.Houllier … Must I wear this large feather head dress, it is a little awkward and as a tall fellow it impededs me walking through doors.
*Jeff removes his head dress*
Houllier: Put your feathers back on at once! How will ze other scouts know you are chief!?
Vetere: Well, I was thinking we could just tell them … Or perhaps I could wear a badge?
Houllier: FEATHER CROWN!
Vetere: OK … OK…
*Jeff replaces the crown and ducks out of the dressing room followed by the adoring scouts, Gabby enters*
Gabby: Woooooo Blackpool!!!
*Ashley looks up and down at Gabby’s red striped one piece swimming outfit*
A.Young: Gabby … You do know we’re not going to Blackpool right?
Gabby: I …. What!?
*Gabby drops his rubber ring with the head of a dinosaur*
Gabby: No pleasure beach?
*Gabby drops his head*
Gabby: No Mooky the clown?
A.Young: No Mooky.
*Gabby sniffs and pulls the knotted hankerchief from his head to blow his nose*
Gabby: No donkies?
A.Young: Afraid not.
*Heskey silently nods whilst pointing at his hand in the direction of Carew*
Carew: Hey! Mr.Houllier, Emile is calling me a donkey!
Houllier: Emile! Stop insulting ze donkies!
Heskey: Sorry boss.
Carew: What!? That’s not what I .. I mean…. DISRESPECT!