NPPW - Who Dares Wins
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byslantedlightI've not seen Who Dares Wins for ages - in fact I may have only seen it once, in fact... I feel as if I probably remember it better than I probably actually do, if that makes any sense. Not least cos there's Prosfic... *g*
Ooh, Big Ben and Other Places English... no guessing where we are then... And it still looks rather Pros-y too... Hee - Tony Doyle's listed in the credits... *g* Oh, and... oh - and Richard Menmuir was the Executive Producer, now there's a Pros-y familiar name! Nearly lost amongst all those evil anti-nuclear protestors, mind...
Gosh - curly hair and a sheepskin jacket with a gun, and... Ah, no... But oh my, is that the guy who tried to beat Doyle up in Stakeout?!
I'm being distracted already, aren't I... *g*
Here's the plot - just like football hooligans, known revolutionaries are using genuine demonstrators as cover for their nefarious deeds...
And the SAS... why do they get to live in all the pretty places? Love the skeleton-y trees... Ah, The Killing House... They had one of those burning-building places at the fire station - I do with I'd got to be a pretend-victim that time!
Ooh, and there's our boy - Captain Skellen! His hair is... too long on top...
Looking pretty fit though... *g*
Ah, Wales... Hmmn, wonder if that's anywhere near the bee-keeping archaeologists...
Like him better in his beanie... *g*
Snow! And gushing rushing waterfalls... Very picturesquew... Imagine lads really out there playing those games - I suppose they are...
Ah, Bodie's beating up the Americans... Oh, nope, and American and a German... Oh, but he's being watched... And that didn't go well - now he's all green beret and being-told-off... Hee for him being all march-y when he leaves the... tent? And bless 'im for looking nearly in tears!
Oh, and there he is in the snow... in a white trenchcoat... being all undercover-y. Still not keen on his hair... Oh dear, and he's being tailed by Fagin!
Hovercraft! Not seen a hovercraft for a long time - do they even still run?
Oh, pretty road in London... Skellen the family man - big old house inside too... Ah, poloneck again, I see... Heeee for playing with the kiddie! And we get two pics here, cos look how lovely and lean he is as well, just like in Mixed Doubles... *g*
Ah, the baddies... 9mm Ingram - 1000 rounds a minute - quite the meanie, by the sounds... Doesn't Doyle have one of those? *vbg*
Oh, interpretive dance... Very Zax! Oh dear, I'm mixing all my crossovers... But there's our boy watching! Busy old pub...
Ah, and Skellen gets table service - clearly did happen in some places - but then that's not quite a pub, is it - a club?
Oh nice smile - no wonder she's getting all girl-y and giggley... She clearly can't be as gullible as she's seeming here... Although she does seem to be exercising her right to get laid to her friends... Then again, who wouldn't withBodie Skellen looking smooth (with a capital Smooth *g*)? And the little-boy-look! She's treated to the little-boy-look as well!
Oh, nice flat - I like my little room well enough, but you know I really could do with a nice flat like that... *sighs*
Aaand... that didn't take long! She's still all giggley too, in a post-coital kind of way... She doesn't offer him a cigarette though - how rude! Mmmn, nice knees, our LC... *g*
Oh dear - the squirrel jumper... *winces on Skellen's behalf*... Hmmn, isn't that Bodie's blazer?!
Gosh it's easy to get a good job when you're Skellen... gosh, and a bed apparently! Frankie just isn't very bright, is she...
Snow in London - very pretty... Uh-oh, he was double followed though - eep! And ha - only tourists go to Greenwich! Ooh, the SAS are playing in railway carriages - I shall start to get very suspicious of railway carriages at this rate... See, that's the thing about the SAS and all - I don't think I could break into a railway carriage and start firing at things when I knew it wasn't real. Gonna have to give up that dream, I guess...
Uh-oh, Skellen may have visitors... shades of Cowley! Oh dear, he does have visitors... ow and ow and wince...
Oh, and now we have batteredBodie Skellen... Nice shoulders... Hee - and he's still wincing away from being kissed by girlfriends! That's because... no, that's me mixing shows again, isn't it... *g*
Oh dear... that mean woman is there again... eek!
And rock concerts in a church... hmmn, I prefer Redgum... (Oh my - I've never thought of looking for Redgum on Youtube... my high school world back then, all apocalypse and protest...) Ohmigod - and ASIO! (Australian Security Intelligence Organisation) See, I was watching Pros, and listening to ASIO by Redgum (I seem to remember there'd been some really highly publicised ASIO cock-up around the time this song was out...Break in, stake-out, tell it in code...Your life's in a databank at ASIO...) Oh, and break-my-heart - Gladstone Pier! The Long Run! Oh my...who else remembers Redgum?!
Okay, sorry... that's the trouble with t'internet... back toBodie Skellen!
Ah, Bodie having fun with his floozy... Heee - amused-tongue-poking-out! *g* And oh, look - a proper, full-on, LC smile... He should so have done that more often!
Oh bless him, the reverend is taking advantage of his pulpit... Hee - Bodie not looking impressed! I mean Skellen... Ah, he's not going down very well. The priest, I mean... I'm sure Skellen would... oh, never mind... *g*
Ooh er - let's just pause to um... admire Skellen in black leathers? Cos just... mnnn... *sighs happily* Ooh, and they, um, zip all the way down the front... *sighs* He's not doing a very good job of being a casual stranger, though... And he's still being watched...
Just... oh my... Now that is the sort of shot we should have seen more of as well... I swear my heart actually missed a beat when I saw him leaning there like that...
Oh, but he was caught, and now Frankie's suspicious... Oh dear, the old cyanide-in-the-perfume-bottle trick...
Ah, and the old rearing-horse-in-front-of-the-bus trick... Our lad's been left behind... Oh no, there he is - brought along. He's doing an awful lot of nothing for £500 a week...
Looking very good in a bowtie, mind...
Eep - not such a secure pretty and spacious mews house, mind...
Ah, and the not-band is sent to the service entrance with their violin cases... my but it's easy to get through security... oh, they're from Lakenheath, just down the road from me... *g*
Hmmn - launching a nuclear bomb in the name of peace or letting a couple of dozen muckety-mucks be shot. Interesting... I know which I'd choose, in a non-TW-government kind of way... *g*
And just what's needed, a patronising old man to try and talk to the crazy terrorist... who of course turns into a shrieking, emotional harridan when confronted with the cool, calm reason of politics... *headdesk*
Ah, the brave bobby, and the SAS in the house next door, all ready to swing to the rescue... But even better, Skellen's undone a button of his shirt... *g*
Heeee - Skellen's doing Morse Code from the bathroom! Jolly handy, Morse Code... wee bit risky, I would have thought, with the whole house watching, but... Hee again - he remembered to flush!
Ooh, he's all unshaven now... must be morning! Oh gawd - and the terrorists are all falling asleep...
Okay, is it very bad of me to admit that I am a bit too? I feel like... I want to know more about Skellen, to see more of him. I don't know enough about his motivation to get him - we've not been told enough... It's... hee - pause for Jenny Skellen to have a go at Helge! You'd think Helge would be a wee bit better at fighting than that... And the Good Guys have gone in and saved that part of the day!
For terrorists who are suspicious of Skellen, they're being very trusting of him... Oh, shades of Wild Justice... it's even a similar building! You know, I once stood on the roof of my high school, having taken over school assembly (with the rest of Year 12, for... erm... ohmigawd, I can't remember what it was called! Last day of Year 12! Quick, help, what was it called?! It had a special name, and we started off with a champagne breakfast in the middle of town, having done up the teacher's houses the night before, and... Didn't get to abseil down the wall of the school, mind...
Or throw smoke bombs everywhere either... Where's Skellen?! See - not enough Skellen. Hee, the little SAS bloke fell over - recovered nicely, mind...
Oh there he is - he's got an Ingram 9mm from somewhere too... Did he just say "Fuck me"?
Ah, the famous running-down-the-corridor scene... Oh, but he couldn't kill her, he's got a heart after all... And he's made up with the American and the German - awww... the SAS flee in their Big Black Helicopters, and... Oh a bit of politics in a gorgeous pillared building - and a bit of compassion from Sir Richard too. Ah - we're catching Andre, of course... Oh no we're not, we have an eighties twist to it all...
Gosh, and 53 people were shot in embassy shoot-outs in 1980! Aaaand - that's it.
Hmmn - what did everyone think? I have to admit that I only warmed to Skellen cos he was Bodie really...
Some stories, for anyone who fancies... I quite like Double Vision, and The Gemini Factor - not sure that I've read the others, but must remedy that now that I've watched again!
Cowley's Sacred Band - ProsLib CD
Double Vision by Pam Rose
The Gemini Factor by Russ
In For a Penny, In for a Pound by Baravan
Shall Brothers Be by Anne Carr
The Sheriff of Nottingham by Debs (no Pros - other crossover)
Twin Set by Zoe
Ooh, Big Ben and Other Places English... no guessing where we are then... And it still looks rather Pros-y too... Hee - Tony Doyle's listed in the credits... *g* Oh, and... oh - and Richard Menmuir was the Executive Producer, now there's a Pros-y familiar name! Nearly lost amongst all those evil anti-nuclear protestors, mind...
Gosh - curly hair and a sheepskin jacket with a gun, and... Ah, no... But oh my, is that the guy who tried to beat Doyle up in Stakeout?!
I'm being distracted already, aren't I... *g*
Here's the plot - just like football hooligans, known revolutionaries are using genuine demonstrators as cover for their nefarious deeds...
And the SAS... why do they get to live in all the pretty places? Love the skeleton-y trees... Ah, The Killing House... They had one of those burning-building places at the fire station - I do with I'd got to be a pretend-victim that time!
Ooh, and there's our boy - Captain Skellen! His hair is... too long on top...
Looking pretty fit though... *g*
Ah, Wales... Hmmn, wonder if that's anywhere near the bee-keeping archaeologists...
Like him better in his beanie... *g*
Snow! And gushing rushing waterfalls... Very picturesquew... Imagine lads really out there playing those games - I suppose they are...
Ah, Bodie's beating up the Americans... Oh, nope, and American and a German... Oh, but he's being watched... And that didn't go well - now he's all green beret and being-told-off... Hee for him being all march-y when he leaves the... tent? And bless 'im for looking nearly in tears!
Oh, and there he is in the snow... in a white trenchcoat... being all undercover-y. Still not keen on his hair... Oh dear, and he's being tailed by Fagin!
Hovercraft! Not seen a hovercraft for a long time - do they even still run?
Oh, pretty road in London... Skellen the family man - big old house inside too... Ah, poloneck again, I see... Heeee for playing with the kiddie! And we get two pics here, cos look how lovely and lean he is as well, just like in Mixed Doubles... *g*
Ah, the baddies... 9mm Ingram - 1000 rounds a minute - quite the meanie, by the sounds... Doesn't Doyle have one of those? *vbg*
Oh, interpretive dance... Very Zax! Oh dear, I'm mixing all my crossovers... But there's our boy watching! Busy old pub...
Ah, and Skellen gets table service - clearly did happen in some places - but then that's not quite a pub, is it - a club?
Oh nice smile - no wonder she's getting all girl-y and giggley... She clearly can't be as gullible as she's seeming here... Although she does seem to be exercising her right to get laid to her friends... Then again, who wouldn't with
Oh, nice flat - I like my little room well enough, but you know I really could do with a nice flat like that... *sighs*
Aaand... that didn't take long! She's still all giggley too, in a post-coital kind of way... She doesn't offer him a cigarette though - how rude! Mmmn, nice knees, our LC... *g*
Oh dear - the squirrel jumper... *winces on Skellen's behalf*... Hmmn, isn't that Bodie's blazer?!
Gosh it's easy to get a good job when you're Skellen... gosh, and a bed apparently! Frankie just isn't very bright, is she...
Snow in London - very pretty... Uh-oh, he was double followed though - eep! And ha - only tourists go to Greenwich! Ooh, the SAS are playing in railway carriages - I shall start to get very suspicious of railway carriages at this rate... See, that's the thing about the SAS and all - I don't think I could break into a railway carriage and start firing at things when I knew it wasn't real. Gonna have to give up that dream, I guess...
Uh-oh, Skellen may have visitors... shades of Cowley! Oh dear, he does have visitors... ow and ow and wince...
Oh, and now we have battered
Oh dear... that mean woman is there again... eek!
And rock concerts in a church... hmmn, I prefer Redgum... (Oh my - I've never thought of looking for Redgum on Youtube... my high school world back then, all apocalypse and protest...) Ohmigod - and ASIO! (Australian Security Intelligence Organisation) See, I was watching Pros, and listening to ASIO by Redgum (I seem to remember there'd been some really highly publicised ASIO cock-up around the time this song was out...Break in, stake-out, tell it in code...Your life's in a databank at ASIO...) Oh, and break-my-heart - Gladstone Pier! The Long Run! Oh my...who else remembers Redgum?!
Okay, sorry... that's the trouble with t'internet... back to
Ah, Bodie having fun with his floozy... Heee - amused-tongue-poking-out! *g* And oh, look - a proper, full-on, LC smile... He should so have done that more often!
Oh bless him, the reverend is taking advantage of his pulpit... Hee - Bodie not looking impressed! I mean Skellen... Ah, he's not going down very well. The priest, I mean... I'm sure Skellen would... oh, never mind... *g*
Ooh er - let's just pause to um... admire Skellen in black leathers? Cos just... mnnn... *sighs happily* Ooh, and they, um, zip all the way down the front... *sighs* He's not doing a very good job of being a casual stranger, though... And he's still being watched...
Just... oh my... Now that is the sort of shot we should have seen more of as well... I swear my heart actually missed a beat when I saw him leaning there like that...
Oh, but he was caught, and now Frankie's suspicious... Oh dear, the old cyanide-in-the-perfume-bottle trick...
Ah, and the old rearing-horse-in-front-of-the-bus trick... Our lad's been left behind... Oh no, there he is - brought along. He's doing an awful lot of nothing for £500 a week...
Looking very good in a bowtie, mind...
Eep - not such a secure pretty and spacious mews house, mind...
Ah, and the not-band is sent to the service entrance with their violin cases... my but it's easy to get through security... oh, they're from Lakenheath, just down the road from me... *g*
Hmmn - launching a nuclear bomb in the name of peace or letting a couple of dozen muckety-mucks be shot. Interesting... I know which I'd choose, in a non-TW-government kind of way... *g*
And just what's needed, a patronising old man to try and talk to the crazy terrorist... who of course turns into a shrieking, emotional harridan when confronted with the cool, calm reason of politics... *headdesk*
Ah, the brave bobby, and the SAS in the house next door, all ready to swing to the rescue... But even better, Skellen's undone a button of his shirt... *g*
Heeee - Skellen's doing Morse Code from the bathroom! Jolly handy, Morse Code... wee bit risky, I would have thought, with the whole house watching, but... Hee again - he remembered to flush!
Ooh, he's all unshaven now... must be morning! Oh gawd - and the terrorists are all falling asleep...
Okay, is it very bad of me to admit that I am a bit too? I feel like... I want to know more about Skellen, to see more of him. I don't know enough about his motivation to get him - we've not been told enough... It's... hee - pause for Jenny Skellen to have a go at Helge! You'd think Helge would be a wee bit better at fighting than that... And the Good Guys have gone in and saved that part of the day!
For terrorists who are suspicious of Skellen, they're being very trusting of him... Oh, shades of Wild Justice... it's even a similar building! You know, I once stood on the roof of my high school, having taken over school assembly (with the rest of Year 12, for... erm... ohmigawd, I can't remember what it was called! Last day of Year 12! Quick, help, what was it called?! It had a special name, and we started off with a champagne breakfast in the middle of town, having done up the teacher's houses the night before, and... Didn't get to abseil down the wall of the school, mind...
Or throw smoke bombs everywhere either... Where's Skellen?! See - not enough Skellen. Hee, the little SAS bloke fell over - recovered nicely, mind...
Oh there he is - he's got an Ingram 9mm from somewhere too... Did he just say "Fuck me"?
Ah, the famous running-down-the-corridor scene... Oh, but he couldn't kill her, he's got a heart after all... And he's made up with the American and the German - awww... the SAS flee in their Big Black Helicopters, and... Oh a bit of politics in a gorgeous pillared building - and a bit of compassion from Sir Richard too. Ah - we're catching Andre, of course... Oh no we're not, we have an eighties twist to it all...
Gosh, and 53 people were shot in embassy shoot-outs in 1980! Aaaand - that's it.
Hmmn - what did everyone think? I have to admit that I only warmed to Skellen cos he was Bodie really...
Some stories, for anyone who fancies... I quite like Double Vision, and The Gemini Factor - not sure that I've read the others, but must remedy that now that I've watched again!
Cowley's Sacred Band - ProsLib CD
Double Vision by Pam Rose
The Gemini Factor by Russ
In For a Penny, In for a Pound by Baravan
Shall Brothers Be by Anne Carr
The Sheriff of Nottingham by Debs (no Pros - other crossover)
Twin Set by Zoe
