- HOW'S THE EDGE?
- THE EDGE IS FINE.

DIED GETTING AN AERIAL OFF A ROOF.

THIS IS A NEW TABLE. IT'S NOT QUITE FINISHED.

- I LIKE THOSE EARRINGS. ARE THEY GOLD?
- YES, THEY'RE ROLLED GOLD.

- NO. YOU PULL YOUR FOOT OFF.
- MINE'S NOT ON THE SPIKE!

- THAT BLOKE'S JUST TOLD HIM.
- WHAT'S THAT ON YOUR BACK?

- I KNOW WHO YOU ARE. "NORFOLK NIGHTS".
- THE VERY SAME.

TAKE HER OUT TO A LOCAL FORT OR VICTORIAN FOLLY.

SORRY ABOUT THE SMELL OF URINE,
BUT THERE'S NOTHING TO DO ROUND HERE.

GOOD AFTERNOON.
(MUSIC STARTS UP AGAIN)

SORT OF A PRIMITIVE FORM
OF STEPHEN HAWKING'S VOICE BOX.

OR ROSARY BEADS IF YOU WERE FROM MEXICO.

AND JUST PROBABLY GO STRAIGHT TO BED
AND KEEP OUT OF TROUBLE.

- YOU DO KNOW WHO I AM?
- NO,

- WHAT'S THAT?
- A DOLPHIN CHATTING.

- I'VE GOT TO HEAR THIS.
- ONE OF THOSE WELSH ONES.

# THE CLOTHES WE WORE HAD ALL SEEN BETTER DAYS

IT SMELLS A BIT LIKE GAS.