YOU BLONDE BASTARD...FROM THE FUTURE.

IT'S THE BIOGRAPHY OF AN EAST END GANGSTER.
IT'S CALLED "BAD SLAGS". AMAZING STUFF.

- WE CAN STOP AT THE PETROL STATION.
- HOW IS YOUR GEORDIE MATE?

(TRAIN SCREECHES)

OK! IT'S 7 A.M.
WAKEY-WAKEY, IT'S THE BREAKFAST SHOW.

- WELL...
- NO. THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN SAY.

(COW MOOING)

LET'S JUST FINISH YOUR NECK OFF NOW
WITH SOME FINAL SUDS.

JUST POP THAT DOWN FOR A SECOND.

AND COOKED MEAT. AND A HOT EGG.

CAN WE HAVE FOUR FULL BRITISH ISLES
BREAKFASTS, PLEASE?

"HEATHCLIFF!" PANG!
THEN HE REALLY WOULD BE WUTHERING.

KNOCK IT OFF WITH THE FANCY WORDS. IT WENT TITS UP.

BUT WHAT IS THE BURNING ISSUE?

WHERE I LIVE.

AND HE REALISED
THAT NOT ONLY MUST THEY PART COMPANY,

PETER, HELLO.

- WE HAVEN'T GOT TIME FOR THAT, AL.
- WE'LL GO STRAIGHT TO THE TIMBER YARD.