'Ole Danny Dodger's got apples and pears,
two pounds a pony,
nine and six a bag o' sand,
eight and nine a string bean.
Can't beat that, lovely!
- Wow Janine, a real East London Market.
- Oh perfect, I'm starving!
- Fresh beef, guvna?!
- Oh, no thank you.
We're vegetarians.
- [blows raspberry]
[audience laughter]
Well I ain't a butcher, you mug.
- Oh, we're so sorry.
I thought you said 'beef'.
It's hard to understand your charming accent.
- Oh!
You thought when I said 'beef' I meant beef, like the meat.
Nah, guv!
It's a rhyming slang for strawberries.
- Oh.
Cockney rhyming slang!
I've heard of that.
- Yeah, bu-but 'beef' doesn't rhyme
with 'strawberries'.
- Hah!
That's cute.
'Ay Quincy!
Quincy: [English accent] Yeah, you all roight?
- She says 'beef' don't rhyme with 'strawberries'.
- No, no, it don't work like that.
See 'beef',
'beef' is short for 'beef and dairy'
and dairy rhymes with strawberries.
Simple, roight?
Even a couple o' currants like you can get 'at.
- Currants?
- Currant buns, a couple that's dumb.
No offense, guv.
We just assume ya dumb because of ya weird accents.
- Hah!
- Okay, uh, whatcha ya got for sale?
- Uh, let's see here.
We got, uh, goodies,
bullet 'oles,
matisses,
sugar bowls, suzy sues,
sleepy padres, trams
[slapping]
you name it.
- Okay, a-are the goodies any good?
- Goodies, good as gold, gold is bold,
do as you're told,
even if it's arbitrary, arbitrary,
[slapping]
strawberries.
[audience laughter]
- So, it's also strawberries?
- Sure as I'm Danny Dodger, the Market Bodger.
- And I'm Quincy Spit, no relation.
Anyway, let's see
about gettin' you boys some fresh
[singing] bullet holes.
- Sure!
What are bullet holes?
Danny: Bullet 'oles means flesh wounds,
means get to a 'ospital,
'ospital's on the other side of the Thames,
gotta take a ferry, ferry, strawberry.
Bullet 'oles are strawberries.
[audience laughter]
- Okay, why don't you just show us
whatchu got for sale?
Danny and Quincy: No!
- A Cockney can't take the sheet off of his produce.
We're an in'erently secretive people, innit?
- What 'wiff us bein' members
of an 'istorically criminal underclass,
know what I mean, guv?
Whoo huuuh.
- Okay, we'll just take some sleepy padres.
Danny and Qunicy: [scoffs]
- Do you even know what ya buyin'?
- No, but I'm sure that it's gotta taste--
- Sleepy padres, dozy father, dad's off with the fairies.
- Stand up to ya fairy godmother,
Midsummer Night's Dream,
Danny and Quincy: Strawberries...
and cream!
Whip cream on cake,
after dinner let's have some cherries,
cherry, blueberry, strawberry...
blonde!
Wizard's wand, what,
hope, soap, slipped on my shoe,
eh that's a to-do,
to do list,
never been kissed,
that's a teen experience I missed,
lookin' for a mate,
love don't hate,
lookin' for a church in which to marry,
lookin' for birds in the aviary,
lookin' for a fish in the estuary,
estuary, honorary, January, straws--
in a berry!
Fragmentary, fragmented psyche,
motorcycle, Kawasaki,
crash into Jerry,
boy that was scary,
strawberries!
[audience applause]
- The end.
It's strawberries.
- This is a strawberry mawket.
- Okay, fine, great.
We'll just take some strawberries!
Danny and Quincy: Comin' right up!
[audience laughter]
[grunting]
[audience laughter]
- That is what strawberries means
if you just say strawberries.
Danny and Quincy: Goodbye!
[audience applause]
- Hey, what's up guys?
I'm Jessica Drolet,
and this is Austin's cat, Bongo!
That's right, she lives with a bunch of superstars.
What's that Bongo?
You think they should all like, share, and subscribe
and comment below with their favorite rhyming slang?
[sighs]
Oh, that's a good idea, but I guess,
you're the boss, heh.
[quietly] He's such a diva.
- [English accent] I like your dog.
- Thanks.
♪♪
Get away from my dog.
- All roight.
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