CATCH THE TRAIN TO LONDON
STOPPING AT REJECTION, DISAPPOINTMENT,

YOU'VE LOCKED THE DOOR.
SOMETIMES YOU DON'T WANT TO.

"NEEDLESS TO SAY, I HAD THE LAST LAUGH."

CRASH!

ROOM FOR A BRAVE ONE? BEEP-BEEP!

BANG! BLOOD DRIBBLES DOWN.

RIGHT, LYNN. SIT DOWN.

WELL, YOU CAN BE DAVID COPPERFIELD.

THERE ARE SOME STROBE EFFECTS IN THIS
SO ANY EPILEPTICS, GET OUT NOW.

- PAINTED ON.
- YEAH. EXACTLY.

SORRY I'M LATE. I MEAN, I KNOW I'M NOT LATE.
I'M JUST A LITTLE BIT LATE.

BREAK IT DOWN, YES.
I'LL GET SOME GRAPEFRUIT JUICE. THAT'LL HELP.

I DON'T THINK YOU SHOULD HAVE ONE,
CONSIDERING WHAT'S HAPPENED.

- YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT MY FRIENDS HERE...
- I'VE GOT MORE FRIENDS THAN YOU'VE GOT COWS.

GRAVEYARDS ARE SO DEPRESSING.

I WAS SHOWING IT TO A GEORDIE LAST NIGHT
AND I'VE GONE AND LEFT IT IN HIS BLOODY HANDS.

- FIRST YEAR OVER.
- YEAH.

WHERE'S THE ROAD?