DAY 05: Favourite Slash Threesome/Moresome
I don't ship threesomes, but...
Douglas/Martin/Hercules, Cabin Pressure.
Porn only, though.
Whaaat?! There's not even enough of it...
And here's a little scene from episode Rotterdam:
(extracted from
foxtoast's transcript)
DOUGLAS: Hello? MJN Air. Is that God?
HERC: Oh, I wouldn’t go that far.
DOUGLAS: Oh, hello, Hercules.
HERC: Hello, Douglas. Call me Herc.
DOUGLAS: Did you want anything in particular… Herc?
HERC: I did, actually, yes. Is-is Carolyn around?
DOUGLAS: She’s around in the sense that she’s in the cabin, doing her job, just as we are in the flight deck rather busy doing ours.
HERC: Oh, I’m sorry, did I interrupt at a crucial stage in a word game?
MARTIN: I-I’ll get her for you.
HERC: No, no, no, it’s alright. If you could just pass on a message-turns out Friday is better than Saturday for the opera so I’ll pick her up at one.
DOUGLAS: Yes, of course, sir. Anything else we can do for you? Wish your Auntie Edna a happy birthday? Tell your bookie to put a fiver each way on Gentleman Joe? Because we are, of course, essentially an airborne secretarial service.
MARTIN: Will do, Herc. It’s no trouble at all.
HERC: Thank you, Martin.
[call ends]
DOUGLAS: There’s no point toadying to him. He’s not going to get you a job at Cal Air.
MARTIN: I’m not toadying; I like him. Why don’t you?
DOUGLAS: I’ve known him longer than you, that’s why.
MARTIN: And?
DOUGLAS: And he’s a smooth-talking old smarmpot who thinks he’s the best thing to happen to the sky since rainbows.
MARTIN: No wonder you don’t like him, then.
DOUGLAS: Yes.
MARTIN: He’s nicking your act.