The Unbelievable Truth - 06x01 Henry Ford, Biscuits, Rain, Squirrels
Episode Date: December 22, 202106x01 27 September 2010 Chris Addison, Susan Calman, Rufus Hound, Armando Iannucci Henry Ford, Biscuits, Rain, Squirrels...
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                                         We present The Unbelievable Truth, the panel game built on truth and lies.
                                         
                                         In the chair, please welcome David Mitchell.
                                         
                                         Hello and welcome to The Unbelievable Truth, the panel show about incredible truths and barely credible lies. I'm David Mitchell. Welcome to this radio comedy spectacular,
                                         
                                         and I use that word wrongly. Please welcome Rufus Hound, Chris Addison, Susan Calman and Armando Iannucci.
                                         
                                         The rules are as follows.
                                         
                                         Each panellist will present a short lecture that should be entirely false,
                                         
                                         save for five pieces of true information,
                                         
                                         which they should attempt to smuggle past their opponents,
                                         
    
                                         cunningly concealed amongst the lies.
                                         
                                         Points are scored by truths that go unnoticed,
                                         
                                         while other panellists can win points if they spot a truth or lose points if they mistake a lie for a truth.
                                         
                                         We'll begin with Chris Addison.
                                         
                                         Chris, your subject is Henry Ford,
                                         
                                         described by my encyclopaedia as the American industrialist
                                         
                                         who was creator of the first inexpensive mass-produced automobile.
                                         
                                         Off you go, Chris. Fingers on buzzers, the rest of you.
                                         
    
                                         Henry Ford is perhaps best remembered for his eponymous invention,
                                         
                                         the Henry Hoover.
                                         
                                         Although no-one really knows where he got the idea.
                                         
                                         A small, round, red-faced man
                                         
                                         with a highly elongated black nose
                                         
                                         onto which a number of attachments could be fitted,
                                         
                                         Ford was a big hit at social gatherings.
                                         
                                         Where he delighted the glitterati
                                         
    
                                         with his party trick of sucking down a martini at 15 paces
                                         
                                         and clearing up whilst the party was still in full swing.
                                         
                                         Occasionally, he and Thomas Edison would also entertain the guests
                                         
                                         with their semi-professional double act,
                                         
                                         which consisted of them improvising electrical inventions
                                         
                                         in a show they called Whose Light Is It Anyway?
                                         
                                         The two men eventually fell out,
                                         
                                         with Edison accusing Ford of stealing
                                         
    
                                         rubberisation processes from him, declaring
                                         
                                         that he would fight Ford till his last
                                         
                                         breath. Susan?
                                         
                                         I think the thing about
                                         
                                         not the fight to the death, not the cage fighting
                                         
                                         incident between the two, but...
                                         
                                         I never said anything about cage fighting. That is your
                                         
                                         fantasy. Your fantasy is
                                         
    
                                         Edison and Ford in a cage
                                         
                                         leathering it out like men.
                                         
                                         If that did happen, of course, it would be a Faraday cage.
                                         
                                         You're listening to Radio 4.
                                         
                                         I think it's about the two inventors falling out about stealing rubberisation.
                                         
                                         It is not true that they fell out over that.
                                         
                                         On surviving Edison, Ford kept his last breath in a test tube out of spite.
                                         
                                         However, Ford himself had a reputation
                                         
    
                                         as a terrible host. His experimental
                                         
                                         dinner parties became something of a standard
                                         
                                         in the gossip columns. These included
                                         
                                         a meal of 16 courses, all of them
                                         
                                         entirely made from soybeans, and one
                                         
                                         at which all the dishes were designed to have
                                         
                                         anti-Semitic overtones.
                                         
                                         Rufus. I'm going to chance
                                         
    
                                         my arm on the whole soy thing.
                                         
                                         Well, you do so rightly.
                                         
                                         That's absolutely true.
                                         
                                         At the 1934 World's Fair in New York City,
                                         
                                         Ford served a 16-course meal made from soya beans.
                                         
                                         He also ordered many Ford Auto parts
                                         
                                         to be made from soya-derived plastic
                                         
                                         and once appeared at a convention with his entire attire,
                                         
    
                                         except for his shoes, having been produced from soya beans.
                                         
                                         To drink, he rarely offered his guests anything but a simple coffee.
                                         
                                         This is where his famous quote,
                                         
                                         you can have any colour so long as it's black, truly originates.
                                         
                                         He simply would not have milk in the house
                                         
                                         because he was virulently anti-cow.
                                         
                                         The cow must go...
                                         
                                         Armando.
                                         
    
                                         I'm going to go for the coffee.
                                         
                                         We're not taking orders.
                                         
                                         I assume I've got the rules wrong, then.
                                         
                                         What, do you think it's buzzing when you hear something you'd like?
                                         
                                         I think, yes, he sounds very odd and capitalist and soy-obsessed,
                                         
                                         and I suspect he didn't offer milk for coffee.
                                         
                                         It's certainly true that he was virulently anti-cow.
                                         
                                         So, I mean, where did you get to?
                                         
    
                                         I got to virulently anti-cow.
                                         
                                         That was the bit that Armando didn't challenge,
                                         
                                         that you'd just given away there, James.
                                         
                                         That's what's happened there.
                                         
                                         You see, I think I've ruined the format here
                                         
                                         by taking a generous inference from what you said.
                                         
                                         Were you saying that he hated milk
                                         
                                         or that he only served coffee, Armando?
                                         
    
                                         I'm saying that...
                                         
                                         Oh, yeah, that's another factor on the table.
                                         
                                         Well done, Columbo.
                                         
                                         No, I'm saying, and I think the records will show this,
                                         
                                         if you dig out the archive or play this programme back,
                                         
                                         I'm saying that he was anti-co.
                                         
                                         You're saying that now, Armando?
                                         
                                         I think you were buzzing to say that Henry Ford only served black coffee.
                                         
    
                                         But that's not true. That bit isn't true.
                                         
                                         Which I don't think is true.
                                         
                                         I'm just about to say that.
                                         
                                         Well, I don't know, David.
                                         
                                         I don't know because you saying the right thing at this point is in question.
                                         
                                         For better or worse, I am sort of in charge of this.
                                         
                                         The Nick Clegg defence.
                                         
                                         Feeble leadership is better than no leadership at all.
                                         
    
                                         Stop buzzing at non-buzzing times.
                                         
                                         I'm going to have to find
                                         
                                         a way of disabling this machine when I don't want
                                         
                                         people using it. I'm'm going to have to find a way of disabling this machine when I don't want people using it.
                                         
                                         I'm not going to give... I'm not going to give you the points on this occasion, Armando.
                                         
                                         Shall we all start humming as well?
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         We seem to have a supply chairman today.
                                         
    
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         Well, look, if you don't start behaving, we won't...
                                         
                                         It's a lie, David.
                                         
                                         David, it's a lie.
                                         
                                         We're not going to play the unbelievable truth at all.
                                         
                                         Just for that, it's double quote-unquote.
                                         
                                         Right, so now I'm not going to give you the point, Armando,
                                         
                                         and at this rate of my making decisions,
                                         
    
                                         it'll only be another nine-hour show.
                                         
                                         Chris.
                                         
                                         The cow must go, declared Ford,
                                         
                                         describing them the tossbags of the prairies
                                         
                                         and great big mooing benders.
                                         
                                         Armando.
                                         
                                         I think it's true that he hated cows.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
    
                                         Well done, Armando.
                                         
                                         Well spotted there. That's my
                                         
                                         excellent knowledge of the historical character
                                         
                                         Henry Ford displayed there.
                                         
                                         Yeah, wherever did you learn that, Armando?
                                         
                                         Off the radio.
                                         
                                         And we're not even listening to it.
                                         
                                         Carry on, Chris.
                                         
    
                                         Ford had a lifelong obsession with dental hygiene.
                                         
                                         He brushed his teeth at least seven times every day
                                         
                                         and kept a toothbrush in his desk,
                                         
                                         onto which he placed a picture of Adolf Hitler,
                                         
                                         because, claimed Ford,
                                         
                                         his moustache served as a reminder to clean his teeth.
                                         
                                         Rufus.
                                         
                                         I actually think I know that Henry Ford
                                         
    
                                         did have a picture of Hitler on his desk.
                                         
                                         You do know that, and it's true.
                                         
                                         Well done.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         Henry Ford was, in fact, a generous contributor to the Nazi movement.
                                         
                                         Just to put that into historical context, the now discredited Nazi movement.
                                         
                                         Coincidentally, Hitler kept a picture of Ford on his desk
                                         
                                         because it reminded him to get the car MOT'd.
                                         
    
                                         Thank you, Chris.
                                         
                                         So, Chris, at the end of that round, you've managed,
                                         
                                         despite my efforts, to smuggle two truths past the rest of the panel,
                                         
                                         which are that Henry Ford kept Thomas Edison's last breath in a test tube.
                                         
                                         No way. The test tube was sent to Henry Ford by Thomas Edison's last breath in a test tube. No way.
                                         
                                         The test tube was sent to Henry Ford by Thomas Edison's son, Charles,
                                         
                                         and can be seen today in the Henry Ford Museum.
                                         
                                         Well, that sounds like it's worth a trip.
                                         
    
                                         And the other truth is that Hitler was also a great admirer of Henry Ford
                                         
                                         and kept a framed photo of him in his office.
                                         
                                         That's all nice, isn't it?
                                         
                                         And Ford is the only American referred to in Mein Kampf. Chris, that means you've scored
                                         
                                         two points. In 1888, Ford married Clara Bryant. She demanded he make her an honest woman as
                                         
                                         she was sick of being referred to as the Ford escort. Hitler was
                                         
                                         a great admirer of Ford and even adopted his famous motto, mirror, signal, brutally annex
                                         
                                         and repress. OK, we now turn to Susan Calman. Susan's new Edinburgh show is about reaching
                                         
    
                                         35 and being halfway through your life, which, as she's Scottish, may be a little optimistic.
                                         
                                         your life, which, as she's Scottish, may be a little optimistic.
                                         
                                         Your subject, Susan, is biscuits, small, flat-baked items of confectionery,
                                         
                                         usually containing fat, flour and sugar. Fingers on buzzers, everyone else. Off you go, Susan.
                                         
                                         When biscuits were first invented, many people refused to eat them because they believed that they were, in fact, devil's testicles. This belief
                                         
                                         was caused by the strange effect they seemed to have on many women. After eating the new
                                         
                                         treats, women were known to spontaneously faint or weep when the biscuits were removed
                                         
                                         from them. The cause of this is now known to be the hormone paracrine, which acts as
                                         
    
                                         an attractor to the sugar and can produce a severe emotional response.
                                         
                                         Chris, I'm going to go with the hormone thing. That's can produce a severe emotional response. Chris?
                                         
                                         I'm going to go with the hormone thing.
                                         
                                         That's not true, I'm afraid.
                                         
                                         Chris, although paracrine is genuinely a thing, but it's not a...
                                         
                                         It's genuinely a thing.
                                         
                                         It's genuinely a thing. It's actually...
                                         
                                         We might need to get a new fact check on this.
                                         
    
                                         I'd like to see the Mitchell Encyclopedia.
                                         
                                         London, a big thing.
                                         
                                         A big thing that does really exist hogwarts a smaller
                                         
                                         thing that doesn't really exist anyway paracrine is a thing comma existent and apparently it's to
                                         
                                         do with the regulation of growth hormones but it's nothing to do with biscuits biscuits are
                                         
                                         known as the silent killer and scholars have revealed that the original Bayou tapestry shows not Hayley's comet falling to Earth,
                                         
                                         but a giant biscuit.
                                         
                                         Elvis did not choke on a hamburger.
                                         
    
                                         It was, in fact, a well-known brand of peanut crackers
                                         
                                         that actually led to his death.
                                         
                                         I'm going with the peanut cracker.
                                         
                                         This is a slightly kamikaze approach to this game.
                                         
                                         I understand.
                                         
                                         It's not really kamikaze,
                                         
                                         unless you've sort of hooked yourself up to the buzzer in some way.
                                         
                                         I certainly have, David.
                                         
    
                                         There we go.
                                         
                                         No, that's not true.
                                         
                                         It wasn't.
                                         
                                         He didn't.
                                         
                                         No, it's not a thing.
                                         
                                         That's not a thing.
                                         
                                         It is not a thing that Elvis choked on peanut crackers.
                                         
                                         Armando.
                                         
    
                                         I'm going to go with the biscuits are known as the silent killer.
                                         
                                         Really?
                                         
                                         No.
                                         
                                         I take it that's...
                                         
                                         I tell you what you're doing there is you're confusing biscuits with high blood pressure.
                                         
                                         So you don't get a point, Armando. And Susan, carry on.
                                         
                                         Prime Minister William Gladstone was nearly blinded by a ginger biscuit thrown at him
                                         
                                         when he was riding in his open carriage.
                                         
    
                                         And Abraham Lincoln would have survived the attack by John Wilkes Booth
                                         
                                         had he not been eating a biscuit at the time of his shooting.
                                         
                                         Rufus.
                                         
                                         I think the Gladstone thing might be true.
                                         
                                         The Gladstone thing is true.
                                         
                                         Well done.
                                         
                                         The question we all want to know is, of course,
                                         
                                         which is more dangerous, a biscuit or a cake?
                                         
    
                                         Rufus.
                                         
                                         I think that's true.
                                         
                                         I think that's...
                                         
                                         And there's only one way I can prove that.
                                         
                                         Who here wants to know
                                         
                                         which is more dangerous, a biscuit or a cake?
                                         
                                         Make a noise.
                                         
                                         Yay!
                                         
    
                                         Who doesn't care?
                                         
                                         Woo!
                                         
                                         Yes, well, I'm a steward.
                                         
                                         It was Susan who cheered.
                                         
                                         She has a vested interest.
                                         
                                         It wasn't just Susan.
                                         
                                         There were some other people who were equally indifferent to the programme.
                                         
                                         Astonishingly, according to the Royal Society for the Prevention of Accidents,
                                         
    
                                         435 people a year end up in casualty with cake-related injuries
                                         
                                         compared to about 400 people with biscuit-related injuries.
                                         
                                         Chris.
                                         
                                         Go on, then.
                                         
                                         Well, I'm going to give you the point there it's not true about the cake
                                         
                                         related injuries that was a humorous invention of susan's but the 400 biscuit related injuries
                                         
                                         per year is absolutely true according according to the royal society for the prevention of
                                         
                                         accidents 400 people a year in britain are taken to a and e for the Prevention of Accidents. 400 people a year in Britain are taken to A&E for biscuit-related accidents. Examples include
                                         
    
                                         somebody falling over while
                                         
                                         reaching for a biscuit,
                                         
                                         someone slipping on a chocolate biscuit
                                         
                                         on the stairs, and one woman
                                         
                                         had to be treated after she used a knife
                                         
                                         to try to remove a Smartie
                                         
                                         from a gingerbread biscuit and stabbed
                                         
                                         herself in the hand.
                                         
    
                                         McVitie's recently unveiled
                                         
                                         the world's first crumb test dummy, a biscuit
                                         
                                         munching robot after an American
                                         
                                         man sued the makers of kettle chips
                                         
                                         for permanently damaging his smile
                                         
                                         with their razor sharp snack.
                                         
                                         The names of biscuits tend to come
                                         
                                         from pixies who write suggestions
                                         
    
                                         in the condensation on the windows of biscuit
                                         
                                         factories. Sometimes
                                         
                                         bad pixies try and catch out
                                         
                                         lazy biscuit makers with silly names.
                                         
                                         Anschluss bourbons are a common German snack.
                                         
                                         Bum is a brand of Turkish biscuits.
                                         
                                         Fanny is a brand of Scottish biscuits.
                                         
                                         Chris, I'm going with bum.
                                         
    
                                         Is bum a thing?
                                         
                                         Bum is a thing.
                                         
                                         It's both a term for the human bottom
                                         
                                         and it is a brand of Turkish biscuits.
                                         
                                         Very well done.
                                         
                                         Fanny is a brand of Scottish biscuits
                                         
                                         and Nora Knackers are a brand of Norwegian biscuits.
                                         
                                         Thank you, Susan.
                                         
    
                                         And, Susan, at the end of that round,
                                         
                                         you've also managed to smuggle two truths past the rest of the panel,
                                         
                                         which are that staff at the McVitie's laboratory in High Wycombe
                                         
                                         have invented a mannequin with a motorised mouth
                                         
                                         to test the amount of crumbs biscuits produce.
                                         
                                         Wow.
                                         
                                         And the other truth is that Nora Knackers are a brand...
                                         
                                         Oh!
                                         
    
                                         Are a brand...
                                         
                                         I was going to go for that!
                                         
                                         Other funny product names include Danish mints called Saw Bits,
                                         
                                         an Italian yoghurt called Mucky,
                                         
                                         and a Swedish toffee bar called Plop,
                                         
                                         and a French soft drink called Pshit.
                                         
                                         So, Susan, that means that you've scored two points.
                                         
                                         The most dangerous biscuit to dunk in your tea
                                         
    
                                         is the custard cream, according to recent scientific
                                         
                                         research. Well done for clearing that up,
                                         
                                         scientists, and now back to that boring old
                                         
                                         cure for cancer.
                                         
                                         Next up is Rufus Hound,
                                         
                                         a fine figure of a man, suit by
                                         
                                         Armani, shirt by Paul Smith,
                                         
                                         and facial hair by Phileas Fogg.
                                         
    
                                         Your subject, Rufus, is rain,
                                         
                                         a form of precipitation consisting of water droplets
                                         
                                         which fall from clouds.
                                         
                                         Fingers on buzzers, the rest of you. Off you go, Rufus.
                                         
                                         Rain is everyone's favourite sort of weather
                                         
                                         because it hides all the crying.
                                         
                                         The Eskimos have three million words for snow, but we only have one word for rain.
                                         
                                         Rain.
                                         
    
                                         Car owners might think they don't want their paint chipped, but if it's raining and their
                                         
                                         wipers are broken, chips are exactly what they want.
                                         
                                         Why?
                                         
                                         I'll tell you why.
                                         
                                         Potato juice not only makes water run off your windscreen,
                                         
                                         but creates Jeremy Clarkson's favourite soup.
                                         
                                         It's...
                                         
                                         Amanda, I'm suggesting that experts have said
                                         
    
                                         that potato juice is good for windscreens.
                                         
                                         Yes, its waxiness was believed to repel water.
                                         
                                         It's dreadful.
                                         
                                         Dreadful, but inescapably true that it rains a lot in Dundee,
                                         
                                         often fitfully or in sparse drops, which is Driffle.
                                         
                                         Susan.
                                         
                                         It does rain a lot in Dundee.
                                         
                                         It literally does.
                                         
    
                                         I could get a webcam and it would be raining now.
                                         
                                         Well, Dundee has below average rainfall for the United Kingdom,
                                         
                                         so it doesn't rain a lot in Dundee.
                                         
                                         Hang on, but...
                                         
                                         Dundee has below average rainfall for the United Kingdom,
                                         
                                         so it doesn't rain a lot in Dundee. Hang on, but...
                                         
                                         LAUGHTER
                                         
                                         Could that be perhaps the London meteorological people
                                         
    
                                         who don't care about anywhere that's not London,
                                         
                                         who've just made it up?
                                         
                                         You think the London meteorological people,
                                         
                                         who I believe aren't based in London,
                                         
                                         but nevertheless will include the London slur,
                                         
                                         are in some way trying to make Dundee seem drier than it really is.
                                         
                                         Yes.
                                         
                                         I think it's part of the whole coalition government attempt
                                         
    
                                         to move people north,
                                         
                                         that they're trying to see that Scotland's not rainy.
                                         
                                         Surely that would be the Scottish Tourist Board
                                         
                                         who'd be behind that.
                                         
                                         That's right.
                                         
                                         Big sign as you drive into Dundee,
                                         
                                         less moist than you think.
                                         
                                         That's certainly true of their cake.
                                         
    
                                         The human heart beats twice and thus contains beat two.
                                         
                                         A horse's run contains beat four.
                                         
                                         The wheels on Stevenson's rocket contains beat six.
                                         
                                         Rain contains beat four. The wheels on Stevenson's rocket contains beat six. Rain contains B12.
                                         
                                         I'd just like to say that I, along with everybody else,
                                         
                                         didn't understand what was happening.
                                         
                                         But I also think the rain contains B12.
                                         
                                         Rain does contain B12. Well done.
                                         
    
                                         It contains...
                                         
                                         It contains vitamin B12.
                                         
                                         Oh, right. I was going for the bus service.
                                         
                                         Right.
                                         
                                         Albeit in minute quantities.
                                         
                                         Carry on.
                                         
                                         A California weather reporter was sacked for refusing to reword
                                         
                                         a chance of rain to a probability of sunshine
                                         
    
                                         and partly cloudy to largely sunny.
                                         
                                         This followed a written warning for refusing to replace
                                         
                                         meat-headed, roid-ranging Hansi Austrian with governor.
                                         
                                         Chris?
                                         
                                         I think they were sacked for that exact lack of sunny disposition.
                                         
                                         They were indeed, yes.
                                         
                                         Isn't it sunny a lot in California?
                                         
                                         Well, it's practically like Dundee.
                                         
    
                                         Carry on, Rupert.
                                         
                                         Sorry, can I ask, is it possible not to carry on
                                         
                                         and instead just have someone kill me?
                                         
                                         No, not in this country, no.
                                         
                                         Join the campaign.
                                         
                                         Join the campaign or go to Switzerland.
                                         
                                         In the meantime...
                                         
                                         The word rain has no anagrams.
                                         
    
                                         Yeah, Chris.
                                         
                                         It has no anagrams.
                                         
                                         Iran, move on.
                                         
                                         That's a proper noun.
                                         
                                         It's a proper noun.
                                         
                                         That doesn't count.
                                         
                                         I thought this was Scrabble rules.
                                         
                                         I'm just going to say something wrong
                                         
    
                                         after you say whatever it is next.
                                         
                                         I just wanted to buzz and get that out of the way.
                                         
                                         Right, OK.
                                         
                                         The world's largest building is so big that clouds form in the top of it and it rains which would be bad were it not the penthouse apartment of aquaman king of the seven seas
                                         
                                         well chris that's true so uh okay
                                         
                                         yeah the world's the world's largest building is so big
                                         
                                         that it actually has real rainfall in it.
                                         
                                         It's the Boeing Everett factory in Washington State.
                                         
    
                                         472 million cubic feet.
                                         
                                         And clouds actually form in the top of the structure,
                                         
                                         which are things, form in the top of the structure
                                         
                                         during sudden temperature changes.
                                         
                                         And it rains inside.
                                         
                                         It rains inside?
                                         
                                         It rains inside.
                                         
                                         And that's the end of Rufus's lecture.
                                         
    
                                         And, Rufus, at the end of that round,
                                         
                                         you've managed to smuggle one truth past everyone else,
                                         
                                         which is that to driffle means to rain fitfully or in sparse drops,
                                         
                                         as in at the tail end of a shower.
                                         
                                         So that's a new word that everyone can not bother using.
                                         
                                         That means you've scored one point.
                                         
                                         Now it's the turn of Armando Inucci.
                                         
                                         Your subject, Armando, is squirrels.
                                         
    
                                         Small or medium-sized arboreal rodents,
                                         
                                         usually red or grey in colour, with long bushy tails.
                                         
                                         Off you go, Armando.
                                         
                                         Like the BBC reporter Laura Koonsberg, squirrels are everywhere.
                                         
                                         One of the dullest facts
                                         
                                         is that grey squirrels arrived in Britain
                                         
                                         from outer space,
                                         
                                         where, from the safety of the Alpha Centauri
                                         
    
                                         solar system, they trained their
                                         
                                         mighty squiroscopes on planet Earth
                                         
                                         and waited, patiently waited,
                                         
                                         till our guard was lowered,
                                         
                                         as it was when we went
                                         
                                         away to fight the First World War.
                                         
                                         Then
                                         
                                         the grey squirrels invaded, and as
                                         
    
                                         they landed, they were met by our native
                                         
                                         red squirrels, who each approached them
                                         
                                         with a peace offering of a single nut, born
                                         
                                         on a mighty cushion.
                                         
                                         But since grey squirrels can't see red,
                                         
                                         it looked to the invaders like they were
                                         
                                         being attacked by a fleet of floating nuts. Chris? grey squirrels can't see red, it looked to the invaders like they were being attacked by a fleet of floating nuts.
                                         
                                         Chris?
                                         
    
                                         Grey squirrels can't see red.
                                         
                                         You're absolutely right.
                                         
                                         Ah!
                                         
                                         At this point, it's worth mentioning
                                         
                                         that one of the funniest things about a squirrel
                                         
                                         is the sound it makes when it's shot.
                                         
                                         Instead of letting out a curtailed shriek, it actually pops like a punctured balloon and then rasps around in the air until deflated. It was to cheer up her children that the writer Beatrix
                                         
                                         Potter frequently took them squirrel shooting in the Lake District. So funny was one squirrel when
                                         
    
                                         it died, she memorialised him as Squirrel Nutkin,
                                         
                                         which unfortunately is her least funny book.
                                         
                                         Susan.
                                         
                                         I don't think she took them squirrel shooting,
                                         
                                         but I think she perhaps memorialised a favourite squirrel as Squirrel Nutkin.
                                         
                                         Yes, that's pretty much true.
                                         
                                         Beatrix Potter actually shot a squirrel out of a tree
                                         
                                         so that she could study it as a model for her Squirrel Nutkin character.
                                         
    
                                         Doesn't make it her... out of a tree so that she could study it as a model for her Squirrel Nut King character.
                                         
                                         Doesn't make it her... It's not really favouritism there, though, is it?
                                         
                                         I suppose it's favouritism to all the others.
                                         
                                         But, yes.
                                         
                                         But she, anyway, she based that lovable character on a corpse.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         She also butchered a pet bunny she'd named peter rabbit boiled its carcass and
                                         
                                         studied its organs to help her create her world famous character of the same name i'll teach him
                                         
    
                                         to steal lettuce i don't know that what bit in peter rabbit does her precise knowledge of the
                                         
                                         internal organs of the rabbit come through you know there's not an evisceration scene
                                         
                                         that's why he has to wear that blue jacket to cover the scars.
                                         
                                         However, back to the squirrel space wars.
                                         
                                         I love that that sentence has been said on the radio now.
                                         
                                         After the bloodbath known as Squirregeddon,
                                         
                                         the few surviving...
                                         
                                         The few surviving red squirrels went underground
                                         
    
                                         and set up guerrilla chewing camps,
                                         
                                         from where they planned attacks on the surface
                                         
                                         by training to chew through things
                                         
                                         designed to destabilise our infrastructure
                                         
                                         and so somehow defeat the grey squirrels.
                                         
                                         It's thought the Cuban Missile Crisis was caused by a red squirrel
                                         
                                         chewing through the Pentagon's early missile warning cable,
                                         
                                         which is why to this day the threat from Russia is called the Red Menace.
                                         
    
                                         More recently, a squirrel
                                         
                                         brought the Nasdaq stock exchange
                                         
                                         to a standstill by burrowing through a cable
                                         
                                         and then diverting $50 billion
                                         
                                         worth of high-tech investments
                                         
                                         into a special fund, which it then buried
                                         
                                         in a park.
                                         
                                         Chris? I'd like to take the Nasdaq one.
                                         
    
                                         You're right on that.
                                         
                                         Yay!
                                         
                                         It was totally disabled on one day in December 1987
                                         
                                         when a squirrel burrowed through a telephone line.
                                         
                                         That was presumably in the days the NASDAQ
                                         
                                         would just have basically one phone.
                                         
                                         We'd like to buy some shares. Hang on.
                                         
                                         Let me get a pen.
                                         
    
                                         The Red Squirrels are even now planning a devastating land war
                                         
                                         against their grey squirrel oppressors
                                         
                                         under the red squirrel leader John Connor.
                                         
                                         It is thought the grey squirrels are planning to travel back in time
                                         
                                         to kill him with androids.
                                         
                                         If they do kill him, it will sound funny.
                                         
                                         But only in retrospect.
                                         
                                         Two other...
                                         
    
                                         Two other dull facts about the squirrel
                                         
                                         is that their tails are actually manipulated
                                         
                                         by pieces of string tied to pulleys hidden in the sky
                                         
                                         and that their sweat glands are in their feet,
                                         
                                         which means the faster they run, the more they slip in the grass.
                                         
                                         This is nearly as funny to watch as seeing one being shot.
                                         
                                         Rufus.
                                         
                                         I'm going to take feet.
                                         
    
                                         You're quite right that
                                         
                                         squirrel sweat glands are in their feet.
                                         
                                         Humans have come up with all
                                         
                                         sorts of proposals to stop squirrels from
                                         
                                         digging things up and running off with them.
                                         
                                         Panelists on Gardner's Question Time
                                         
                                         recommended pouring broken glass all over cabbages.
                                         
                                         West Midlands Police have proposed a tulip bulb amnesty.
                                         
    
                                         Somerset Council suggests pouring curry powder
                                         
                                         over recently dug graves.
                                         
                                         Chris?
                                         
                                         I'm going for the second one of those,
                                         
                                         but I can't remember what it was.
                                         
                                         West Midlands Police have proposed a tulip bulb amnesty.
                                         
                                         I will defend that notion to the death.
                                         
                                         Rufus, if you care to join me, I think that could solve a couple of your problems.
                                         
    
                                         Unfortunately, I can't give you that point at the moment,
                                         
                                         but I do promise that if that amnesty should be proposed between now and transmission,
                                         
                                         then I will retrospectively award you that point.
                                         
                                         Since this recording, the Westminster Police have announced
                                         
                                         a tulip-pulled amnesty.
                                         
                                         Chris Addison is now the winner.
                                         
                                         If Chris loses this by one point,
                                         
                                         then between now and transmission,
                                         
    
                                         you have to do everything in your power to make that happen.
                                         
                                         Oh, yeah.
                                         
                                         These people aren't leaving until they sign up to my email
                                         
                                         campaign. I think
                                         
                                         this is an example of the big society
                                         
                                         in action.
                                         
                                         It's worth it.
                                         
                                         Susan?
                                         
    
                                         I think it's probably something to do with the curry powder.
                                         
                                         That might put the little squirrels and their twitchy tails
                                         
                                         off. You're absolutely right.
                                         
                                         Meantime, the squirrel war goes on to this
                                         
                                         day. Although little do the grey squirrels
                                         
                                         know that the red squirrel's John Connor
                                         
                                         is actually dead.
                                         
                                         Shot by Beatrix Potter in
                                         
    
                                         1902.
                                         
                                         Thank you, Armando.
                                         
                                         So, Armando,
                                         
                                         at the end of that round, you've smuggled
                                         
                                         no points past the rest of the panel,
                                         
                                         which means you've scored no points.
                                         
                                         Which brings us to the final scores.
                                         
                                         In fourth place, with minus three points,
                                         
    
                                         we have Armando Iannucci.
                                         
                                         In third place, with one point, it's Susan Kalman.
                                         
                                         In second place, with four points, it's Susan Kalman. In second place, with four points, it's Chris Addison.
                                         
                                         Pending tulip bulb amnesty, that is.
                                         
                                         Because in first place, with a very much assailable, in the event of that amnesty, five points,
                                         
                                         it's, for now, this week's winner, Rufus Hound.
                                         
                                         That's about it for this week.
                                         
                                         All that remains is for me to thank our guests.
                                         
    
                                         They were all truly unbelievable, and that's the unbelievable truth.
                                         
                                         Goodbye.
                                         
                                         The unbelievable truth was devised by John Naismith and Graham Garden
                                         
                                         and featured David Mitchell in the chair,
                                         
                                         with panellists Chris Addison,
                                         
                                         Susan Carman, Armando Iannucci
                                         
                                         and Lucas Howe.
                                         
                                         The chairman's script was written by Dan Gaster.
                                         
    
                                         The producer was John Naismith.
                                         
                                         It was a random production
                                         
                                         from BBC Radio 4.
                                         
