RUDDY BLOODY GOOD, ACTUALLY.

- YOU'RE WRONG.
- OH, MAN. WHAT ABOUT, YOU KNOW...

- SHE SAYS SHE CAN HEAR YOUR VOICE.
- CALL HER A FAT COW, THEN HANG UP.

I'VE SAT ON THE BASTARD. WOULD YOU BELIEVE IT?

THEN WATCH TV, LIKE "CONE DANCING".

I'M JUST A FAN, ALAN, THAT'S ALL.
YOUR BIGGEST FAN.

- SMELL MY CHEESE!
- ALAN, PLEASE!

I THOUGHT WE'D CELEBRATE
BY WATCHING "SPARTACUS" WITH CORNED BEEF HASH.

RIGHT. ERROR ONE...

I'M DOWN TO DO A SPOT NOW.
I'LL BE TALKING ABOUT GOD. SO IF YOU HANG AROUND...

GLENMORANGIE?

THERE IS A SERIOUS REASON WHY I'M WEARING THIS.

LET'S JUST FINISH YOUR NECK OFF NOW
WITH SOME FINAL SUDS.

- WAS THAT A SNUB-NOSED UZI?
- YES, I THINK IT WAS.

- HAVE A LOOK ROUND. I'LL TREAT YOU.
- CHEERS.

NIGHT-NIGHT, MR PARTRIDGE, AND YOUR GOOD LADY.

THIS IS THE LOBBY. I LIKE TO READ
THE SUNDAY PAPERS IN HERE.

ACTUALLY, I CAME DOWN THIS MORNING
AND I COULDN'T OPEN MY DOOR.