- ALAN?
- ONE YANK, GONE!

LET'S TALK ABOUT YOUR DRUG ADDICTION.
YOU WERE HOOKED ON A VARIETY OF DRUGS.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO.
WE HAVE IT OFF ALL THE TIME.

ONE MORE QUESTION.

LOOK. IF YOU EVER FIND YOURSELF
IN A SITUATION WITH A CONCEALED WEAPON...

- I WANT TO GO TO LONDON.
- THAT'S FINE.

JUST TO CHECK, THAT WASN'T
THE REAL ENDING TO THE STORY, WAS IT?

# HIT ME! HIT ME... #
ONLY A FEW MORE NIGHTS IN THE CARAVAN.

# NEVER THOUGHT IT WOULD COME TO THIS

I'M DYING TO HEAR YOUR IDEAS
FOR THE FIREPLACE CONFERENCE.

IT'S WEIRD, THIS AIR BAG. ALL THAT POWDER
ON YOUR FACE, YOU LOOK LIKE A CLOWN.

THE OTHER BLOKE SEEMS TO HAVE DISAPPEARED.

ARE YOU JUST FLIRTING IN THAT SORT OF
CRUDE WAY THAT MIDDLE-AGED DIVORCEES DO?

AND A RECEIPT FOR A PAIR OF SHOES
FROM DOLCIS IN DUNDEE.

I'M GETTING THE HANG OF THIS.
MIND YOU, I HAVE BEEN HERE TEN WEEKS.

# WHEN I NEEDED YOU?

AN IRISH NAVVY. ANGINA.

IT WILL BE DIFFICULT DAY FOR ME IN COFFEE SHOP.
I HAVE TO CUT THE CARROT CAKE.