The 80's Parrot Sketch

JC= John Cleese, the customer. MP= Michael Palin (?), petshop worker.

JC: Hello- I wish to register a complaint... Hello, miss?

MP: What do ya mean miss?

JC: Oh, I'm sorry, I 'ave a cold.  I wish to make a complaint.
    
MP: Oh, sorry, we're closing for lunch.
    
JC: Never mind that, my lad, I wish to complain about this parrot
    what I purchased not 'alf an hour ago from this very boutique.
    
MP: Oh yes, the Norwegian Blue. (pause) Beautiful plumage,
    the Norwegian Blue.  What's wrong with it?
    
JC: I'll tell you what's wrong with it, my lad. It's dead! That's
    what's wrong with it!

MP: (hits cage) Yeah, it's dead allright.  Tell you what
    Sit, here's your money back and a couple of theatre
    tickets to make it up to you.

JC: (Looks stunned)  Well, that's one thing about Thatcher's
    Britain, service has certainly improved. (exits shop)