THAT ALL LOOKS A LITTLE BIT
LIKE DEATH ROW, DOESN'T IT?

WELL, WHATEVER. BECAUSE THAT IS ME.

NO. I WAS JUST TALKING TO A WIDOW.

I'D LIKE TO THROW CABBAGES, HOT BOVRIL AND GRAVEL.

WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?

I COULD HAVE BEEN DONE FOR DRINK DRIVING.

I LIKE "GOLDFINGER". THAT BIT
WHERE THE LASER BEAM'S GOING UP HIS JAFFAS.

(COCKEREL CROWING)

I KNOW SOME OF YOU MAY BE RELIGIOUS,
AND TO YOU I APOLOGI...

A LOLLIPOP.

THIS WAS PROBABLY CAUGHT ON CCTV CAMERA.
I'LL THROW THE FOOTAGE IN GRATIS.

JOHN, RIGHT. I ALWAYS THINK OF YOU
AS BLEACHY HEAD BECAUSE OF YOUR HAIR.

DIED GETTING AN AERIAL OFF A ROOF.

OK, LYNN, QUICK PRACTICE
FOR THIS MEETING WITH TONY HAYERS THIS FRIDAY.

JILL, DO YOU LIKE OWLS?

NO? ER, RIGHT. TEA?

- (CLEARS THROAT)
- SORRY. I'M NOT ENYA.

ALL RIGHT, THEN.