MEET ME IN THE CAR PARK IN HALF AN HOUR, LYNN.

- GO ON.
- I PICKED UP THESE BROCHURES FOR THE NEW METRO.

THERE'S THE BATH, HOP IN, THERE'S A LOOFAH...

SORRY. I WON'T DO THE SHOTGUN THING ON THE RADIO.
THAT'S JUST FOR THE BAPTISTS.

OOH, WAI-YAI.
THAT SOUNDS GEORDIE, DOESN'T IT? WAI-YAI.

ALAN'S LOVE ASYLUM

- LIVING ROOM.
- I LIKE THIS, YES.

- IS THERE A NEIGHBOURHOOD WATCH SYSTEM?
- I THINK SO.

- YOU SMILED THEN, LYNN.
- NO, I DIDN'T.

THE VEY FACT THAT
HARD-CORE PORNOGRAPHY IS NOT ON THE AGENDA...

- IT'S THE BEHAVIOUR OF A DOSSER.
- A DOSSER?

UP WITH THE PARTRIDGE,

ABOUT THAT.

..TO A LOVELY LADY OVER THERE WITH ORANGE HAIR
AND A CIGARETTE IN HER MOUTH.

A LORRY FULL OF LIVESTOCK HAS JACKKNIFED,
SHEDDING ITS LOAD OVER BOTH LANES.

YOU SEND IT FOR AN MOT
AND THEY FIND SOME CHAP'S RIBS IN THE OIL SUMP.

- I DON'T THINK IT'S ANYTHING TO DO WITH CLASS.
- AND THE PLUMS HAVE MUTATED AND HAVE BEAKS.

- LYNN, THESE ARE SEX PEOPLE.
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN?