WHEN I SAT DOWN, I LOOKED UP AND REALISED
IT WAS NONE OTHER THAN PETER PURVES.

LYNN, ARE THOSE YOUR MOTHER'S CATARACT GLASSES?

SORRY. JUST THINKING OF THAT RAIN.

THERE'S DID-HEAD

- SHALL I PUT THESE ON THE TAB?
- I WISH I COULD AFFORD A TAB!

(COCKEREL CROWS)
- A-HA!

DAN!

- IT'S AT HOME.
- IN AMERICA?

YES. WE'LL GO STRAIGHT TO APACHE...
AFTER A PUB LUNCH FOR AN HOUR.

- CAN YOU GO OUTSIDE?
- ALL RIGHT.

(MUSIC: "JET" BY WINGS)

HELLO, SUE. IT'S ALAN.

(DRUM MACHINE PLAYS)

YOU THREW A MONKEY IN THE SEA?

GOOD AFTERNOON.
(MUSIC STARTS UP AGAIN)

UNFORTUNATELY, I DON'T THINK
SOCIETY'S READY FOR "VIEW T' KILL".

HERE'S TO THE FUTURE.

- FIRST YEAR OVER.
- YEAH.