OOH, I'D LOVE TO HAVE IT OFF WITH HER.

PURR-OPPING UP THE BAR IN HIS FICTIONAL "NIGHTCLUB".

I CAN'T BREATHE.

CARY ON TALKING TO KATE
WHILE I SORT SOMETHING OUT. CAN I BORROW A PEN?

A BED OR A BIG CHAIR.

CATCH THE TRAIN TO LONDON
STOPPING AT REJECTION, DISAPPOINTMENT,

FOUR. NO, THREE. IT'S GOT THE PAPER TOWELS.
I LIKE THREE.

IF YOU LET ME GO, I WILL GIVE YOU

- WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO WITH THIS...
- PUT IT ON THE STEP.

HENRY VIII. HE WAS A SHIT.

THE TIME'S 11.3O... SORRY, IT'S YOUR SHOW.

LISTEN, LISTEN.

LIVE TV CAN BLOW UP IN YOUR FACE.

IF I HAVE TO PUT BACK MY ROGER WITH SONJA AGAIN,
I'LL BE FIT TO BURST.

I'VE JUST CRACKED OPEN A BOTTLE OF SUNNY DELIGHT.

MR NICK HERS, Y FRONTS...

OH, GREAT.

READ THE SMALL PRINT ON YOUR CONE-TRACT.