IT'S HIS THORAX. HE'LL BE FINE.

SHE'S TALKING ABOUT SELLING THIS STUFF
AT THE COVERED MARKET.

- HE WAS MY HUSBAND.
- YES, YES, OF COURSE.

6.15, "YOU ONLY LIVE TWICE".
TIN OF DIRECTOR'S.

I WEAR TOMMY HILFINGER.

IN YOUR CASE, DRUGS. FOR ALAN, CHOCOLATE.

OK. I'M GOING TO MISS THIS CARAVAN.

SORRY, YOU'RE FROM MANCHESTER. COTTON AND GUNS.

COULD GO YOUR WAY, COULD GO MINE.

(BUZZING)

I'VE BEEN WANTING A WORD WITH YOU ABOUT LYNN.
I DON'T LIKE THE WAY YOU TREAT HER.

SHALL I LEAVE THAT?

I WAS MAKING HIM LAUGH ON THE PHONE.

- I'VE SEEN THE BIG-EARED BOYS ON FARMS.
- FOR GOODNESS SAKE, THIS IS ALL JUST...

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

STILL, MIGHT AS WELL EAT IT.

I DON'T WANT TO SEE AN ERECTION.
UNLESS IT'S IN THE MIRROR, RIGHT, GUYS?

IT'S YOU, ISN'T IT? YOU'RE ALAN PARTRIDGE.