I'm Alan Partridge is a British sitcom. Two series were produced, the first in 1997 and the second in 2002. Six episodes were produced for each series. Co-creator Armando Iannucci has expressed doubts about creating a third blank">http://observer.guardian.co.uk/focus/story/0,6903,873047,00.html. _Steve Coogan stars as Alan Partridge.
Both series were written by Steve Coogan, Armando Iannucci and Peter Baynham. They starred Coogan as Alan Partridge; Felicity Montagu as his faithful, mouse-like PA, Lynn Benfield; Simon Greenall as Geordie Travel Tavern handyman/BP garage attendant, Michael; and Phil Cornwell as Dave Clifton.
It has been reported that Coogan will resurrect the character for some planned stand up shows in 2008, alongside some of his other old characters, such as Paul Calf. http://www.sitcom.co.uk/news/news.php?story=000270 Also, in a recent interview, Coogan confirmed that Partridge would return at some stage, for either a film or a Television special. http://www.coogans-run.co.uk/h/steve-coogan-newsitem.php?id=653
an Partridge: You work in a petrol station Michael. It's not the Gulf War. Which ironically is like a large petrol station.
an Partridge: Back of the net!
an Partridge: Kiss my face!
an Partridge: That was Big Yellow Taxi by Joni Mitchell, a song in which Joni complains they 'Paved paradise to put up a parking lot', a measure which actually would have alleviated traffic congestion on the outskirts of paradise, something which Joni singularly fails to point out, perhaps because it doesn't quite fit in with her blinkered view of the world. Nevertheless, nice song.
lan is having sex] an Partridge: Do you mind if I talk? It helps me keep the wolf from the door, so to speak. [pause] Jill, what do you think of the pedestrianization of Norwich city centre? I'll be honest, I'm dead against it. I mean, people forget that traders need access to [aroused] DI-XONS! They do say it'll help people in [aroused] WHEEEEELCHAIRS!
an Partridge: Thank you for being this morning's farmer, Robert Moon. Have you had your breakfast this morning, Robert? bert Moon: Well, the way things is going, I dunno... an Partridge: Can you just answer "yes", for the purposes of a joke? bert Moon: ...Yes. an Partridge: Well, then, you must be a *full* moon! [pause] Hello? bert Moon: I'm still here. an Partridge: I was... I was just making a pun on your name. bert Moon: Oh. Oh, right. an Partridge: Thank you for being this morning's farmer. [hangs up] an Partridge: Old Robert a bit slow on the uptake there, dunno what he had for breakfast this morning... Presumably an infected spinal column in a bap.
an Partridge: You work in a petrol station, Michael. It's not the Gulf War. Which ironically is like a large petrol station.
