****	The tree wise men visits Brian and his mother			****
****	Transcribed from "Life of Brian" by Dr.Doom / Amega Industries. ****

Wise man 1: Hrrrm
Mother: (Screems and falls backwards)
	Who are you?
1:	We are three wise men.
M:	What!?
1:	We are three wise men.
M:	What are you doing, creeping around in a cowshed in two 'o clock
	in the morning. That doesn't sound very wise to me!
3:	We are astrologer.
1:	We have come from the east.
M:	(Suspicious) Is this some kind of joke?
2:	We wish to praise the infant.
1:	We must pay homage to him.
M:	Homage? You're drunk, it's disgusting!
	Out! Come on out! Bashing in here with tales about oriental
	fortune tellers. Come on out!
2:	No, no, we wishes to see him!
M:	Go and praise someone elses baby. Go out!
1:	We were led by a star!
M:	Led by a bottle for all I know! Go on out!
1:	We have to see him, we have brought presents.
M:	OUT!
2:	Gold, frankincense, myrrh.
M:	(Much more pleasant voice) Well, why didn't you say? It's
	over there. Sorry the place is a... bit of a mess.
	Well, what is myrrh anyway?
3:	It is a valuable balm.
M:	A BALM!? What are you giving him a balm for, It might bite him!
3:	What?
M:	That's a dangerous animal!
2:	No it isn't!
M:	Yes it is! It's a great, big...
2:	No no no, it is an ointment.
M:	Well... (mumbling)It is an animal called balm, or did I dream it?
	So you are astrologer, aren't you? What is he then?
2:	Hmm?
M:	What starsight is he?
2:	Ehh.. Capricorn.
M:	Hmm... Capricorn ay. What are they like?
2:	Well He's the son of God, Messiah!
1:	King of the jews!
M:	That's capricorn, is it?
2:	No no no, thats just him!
M:	That's good you say. Otherwise it would have been a lot of them
1:	By what name are you calling him?
M:	Ehh, Brian.
All the wise men: We worship you o' Brian, Our Lord... etc. Amen
M:	'You do a lot of these things?
2:	What?
M:	This praising!
2:	No no
M:	Ehh.. Well, If your'e dropping by again, do pop in. And thanks
	alot for the gold and frankincense. Ehh.. but don't worry much
	about the myrrh next time, allright? Heh, Thank you. Goodbye!
(The wise men leaves...)
M:	Well, weren't they nice? Hm... Out of their bloody mind, but
	still. Look at that! Hohohoo!
(The wise men comes back in, takes their gifts back, and pushes the
mother so she falls)
M:	Hey...Hey...Hey thats mine
(The men finds the real Christ)
M:	(Hits the screaming Brian) Shut Up!