NO, HE NEVER DOES.
I'M AFRAID, SUSAN, I'VE GOT SOME VERY BAD NEWS.

KOMMEN SIE BITTE, UND LISTEN TO KRAFTWERK.

# HE'S THE MAN

OH, LET'S FORGET ABOUT ALL THIS!

HE RAN OFF. HE GOT SCARED AND RAN AWAY.

RIGHT, RIGHT.

I'M HAVING THE BEST TIME SINCE SLICED BREAD.

WHY HAVE YOU GOT BISCUITS
SELLOTAPED TO YOUR FACE?

- OH, WHEREABOUTS?
- YOU KNOW SKIBBEREEN?

UNLESS I'VE GROSSLY MISREAD THE SITUATION.

I WOULD REALLY LOVE YOU
TO GO TO SOL DANGERFIELD'S CASTING AGENCY,

- NOT EVEN IF SHE WAS A BADGER.
- YOU HAVE TO CONTROL THEM. THEY'VE GOT TB.

- CAN YOU NOT PUT YOUR FOOT...
- I WAS JUST GOING TO DO A COCKNEY WALK.

- YOU DIDN'T HAVE A BREAKDOWN.
- I KNOW.

IT'S SAD THAT PEOPLE READ ABOUT MEN WHO
CALL THEMSELVES THINGS LIKE STAN THE STABBER,

SORRY. GOT TO GO.

- I DON'T THINK IT'S ANYTHING TO DO WITH CLASS.
- AND THE PLUMS HAVE MUTATED AND HAVE BEAKS.

WITH SOME CLASSIC ELECTRO-ROCK