WHERE I LIVE.

NO OFFENCE, LYNN,
BUT YOUR LIFE IS TECHNICALLY NOT WORTH INSURING.

I LOVE YOU, IN A WAY.

DO YOU SMELL GAS?

NO, SERIOUSLY. IT WAS TEXTBOOK.

(JED) TEA'S UP.

I DON'T WANT YOU TO FEEL
THAT THE DOORS HAVE ALL CLOSED AT THE BBC.

I'M 47. SHE'S 14 YEARS YOUNGER THAN ME.
BACK OF THE NET!

THIS IS A LAUGH. SECURITY CARD. HELLO, SECURITY?

YEAH. CHICKEN STOCK!

I THINK YOU'VE PUT TWO AND TWO TOGETHER
AND YOU'VE MADE FIVE

I TAPED THAT DOCUMENTARY FOR YOU.
"THE WORLD'S WORST STORMS."

AND COOKED MEAT. AND A HOT EGG.

- HELLO.
- WHAT PUMP NUMBER?

- OH, THERE YOU ARE.
- HOW ARE YOU, MR PARTRIDGE?

WE'LL MAKE SWEET LOVE AND I'LL DRIVE YOU HOME.

IF YOU'D LIKE TO FOLLOW ME.

- LOSE YOUR KEY?
- I COULDN'T OPEN MY DOOR AS I'D LOST MY KEY.