Did Lee Mack refuse to help a tangled hang glider because he was rude to him? – Would I Lie to You?
I once refused to help a hang glider
who had become tangled in a tree, because, two hours earlier,
he had been rude to me in a car park. David’s team. I love it.
How high up in the tree was he? He was about two thirds
the way up of the tree. You probably want to know
the height of the tree, don’t you? Yes, please.
The height of the tree was about how high he was plus a third. So he wasn’t two thirds
of the way up the tree, he was three quarters? He was… No. If he was two thirds
of the way up the tree, then the height of the tree
was how high he was plus a half. That is a fair point, innit? He’s made you look an idiot. Where was the car park? The car park was just near a cliff. Right, yes. What was the altercation
that you had with him? He took the last space,
that I considered my space, because I got to the space
in the car park, and I did that thing where I was waiting,
with my hazard lights on. Yes. When he came round the corner,
and just, as the person pulled out, he pulled straight into the space. I got out the car,
I would say menacingly, I approached his car,
he got out the car, er, bigger… ..and I said, forget it,
then, you know. If that’s your attitude. Did he get his equipment out, then? No. He’d already belittled me enough. Where was this tree?
What were you doing when you came across this tree with him in it?
Well, I was just going for a stroll, with my wife. And you heard a noise,
did you hear him or see him first? Er, I heard him first.
You heard him, and what was the sound that you heard?
You’re talking to your wife… Well, can you imagine
a kite hitting a tree? Times that by 50,
and then add a human, that is what it sounded like. “Ow!” Obviously, I took the
smart arse approach, and I went, “Oi, I think you’ll find
I was going to park there.” Erm, what did he say? He went, “Help!
“Can you…? Argh, help!” And I couldn’t see him at first,
because it was just a sort of mess of tree and hand glider
and, er… What sort of tree was it, Lee?
It was a big one. No, no, trees have names,
don’t they? Oh, Brian, the big tree. Was it an oak or
a birch or an ash…? Yeah. The species of tree. I’m going to go for oak. But was it an oak? No. Look, I’m walking along,
with my wife… Argh, crash, bang, wow! “Is that an oak?” That’s not how
conversations go, is it? You’re going, there’s a man
in a tree, fighting for his life! A man in a tree, shouting,
“Help, help, help me, “help me…” “Help, help, I’m stuck
in an oak, I think!” And what did you,
what did you say to him, as he shouted help?
“That’s not an oak! “You’re confusing me now,
when I have to relay “this on ‘Would I Lie To You?’,
I’ll get all confused! “And it’s your fault!” “I don’t know, I think
it might be a sycamore, “can you just help me?” Sycamore?! Yeah, when he fell out,
he went like that, all the way down. And what did your wife
have to say about this? My wife said, “We must help him.” And I said, “I refuse,
I absolutely refuse.” And she just went along with that?
Nope, she climbed that tree. She climbed that tree. With her bare hands? No, no, she’s got human hands. She climbed that tree,
and luckily she had some nail scissors, and she slowly
started cutting at the many, many, er, bits of
tangled up bits around him, until eventually she managed
to help him get down. Did she carry…?
So the hand glider had strings, like a parachute, did it?
Sounds like a parachute, doesn’t it? Yes. I should point
out… I should point out, I’d walked away, and this is just
the story that my wife recounted. And then when did
you next see your wife? I still haven’t seen her since. So, what did she…? He was a very good-looking
Spanish guy, apparently. All right. Super. Well, this is definitely true. Right, yes. Do you believe this? No. Is it a lie? Yeah. Lie. Lie, lie. Yeah, I think we think it’s a lie
because of what he said. Lee, was it the truth
or was it a lie? Of course it was a lie!