WHETHER YOU'RE A HEART SURGEON
MAKING A VITAL INCISION,

AND SOMETIMES YOU HAVE TOO MANY THINGS.

- WHAT TIME WAS THAT?
- ABOUT QUARTER TO 11.

IT'S LIKE PRESS-UPS, ISN'T IT?

SORRY.

..YOU HAVE, UM, THINGS.

YOU CAN'T MUCK ABOUT WITH YOUR OWN KIDS.

AND STEAL THEIR EGGS.

- THAT'S RIDICULOUS.
- I KNOW.

OR A CHEQUE FOR

GO ON, HAVE A GUESS.

IT'S YOU, ISN'T IT? YOU'RE ALAN PARTRIDGE.

ARE YOU BEING LYNN OR TONY?

"OOH, SHALL I SIT THERE OR THERE?
OOH, AM I LIKE A LITTLE MOUSE?"

OH, FORGET IT!

I'M TAKING THIS TABLE BACK. IT'S BLOODY USELESS.

- DID HE LEAVE A MESSAGE?
- NO.

THAT WAS ORCHESTRAL MANOEUVRES IN THE DARK