ALAN, I'VE TOLD YOU A THOUSAND TIMES,
NO ONE WANTS TO KILL YOU.

NO. WAYNE.
"GET OFF YOUR HORSE AND DRINK YOUR MILK."

ACTUALLY, I'VE GOT SOME GOOD NEWS. I'VE JUST
COME INTO A SUBSTANTIAL AMOUNT OF MONEY.

- THIS IS BOB FRASER.
- I OWN SEXTON'S GARDEN CENTRE.

NO, NOT YOU, THE WOMAN BEHIND.

ALAN, THE BUILDERS ARE WAITING TO SIGN OFF.

- WHO'S HE?
- NIRVANA. BLEW HIS HEAD OFF?

BUT I AM UP AGAINST IT WITH THIS BONDATHON,
SO IF YOU COULD LIMIT YOUR MOURNING...

BECAUSE IMPACT, BANG, LOCK!

WHY DON'T WE TAKE THESE TO YOUR ROOM?

- WHAT HAVE YOU GOT LINED UP?
- IT'S LADIES' NIGHT TONIGHT.

THAT'S A CRANK CALL.

I KNOW WHEN I'M BEING LIED TO.
I'VE BEEN LIED TO A LOT.

SHOULDN'T WORRY ABOUT IT.

YEAH. IT WAS A GOOD NIGHT, WASN'T IT?

IT'S MAY.

OH, SCARY IRISH MAN!

ANYWAY, TIME FOR ME NOW TO HAND OVER TO A MAN