MOTHERS WITH PUSHCHAIRS AND LITTLE BAIRNS.

ON THE PHONE GOING,
"A WHOLE SUBMARINE? YOU'RE JOKING?

# BAD DREAMS IN THE NIGHT

- BUDGE UP.
- SORRY I'M A BIT LATE.

- HOW DID IT GO?
- A BIT BAD, LYNN!

- MORNING.
- ALL RIGHT?

WHERE'S EVERYBODY ELSE?

"YES, THERE'S MORE TO IRELAND THAN THIS".

"JOIN ME TONIGHT WHEN MY GUESTS WILL BE"...
L DON'T KNOW, "CHRIS REA."

RESEARCH.

- (KNOCKING)
- (LYNN) ALAN! IT'S ME.

YOUR COMMENTS WERE ILL-FOUNDED.
THEY WERE DEEPLY IGNORANT,

YOU CAN IF YOU ANGLE THE MIRROR BY THE DOOR.
DO YOU WANT ME TO SHOW YOU?

- POP THE STRAITJACKETS ON THEM?
- WHAT?

YOU KNOW THOSE LITTLE SOAPS
YOU LEAVE IN THE SHOWER ROOM?

- YES.
- THERE'S A CHAP THERE WEARING JEANS.

(COCKEREL CROWING)

TWO GRAND, THAT COST.