FRANKENSTEIN IS A ZOMBIE, RIGHT.
HE'S A TYPE OF ZOMBIE.

OR THE THIGH POCKET OF A PAIR OF COMBAT TROUSERS.

- YES, THAT'S RIGHT.
- WHAT DO I OWE YOU?

- WHERE'S SHE GONE?
- SHE DROVE OFF.

- WHAT DID HE SAY?
- HE JUST SAID HE WAS MARRIED.

I'D BE DELIGHTED TO DO THE JOB.

- REMEMBER TO TAKE THE FOIL OFF FIRST.
- THAT'S JUST PIES.

- HAWK. HAWKEYE.
- ALBATROSS, BAT.

PUT THESE ON THE TAB.

I DON'T BELIEVE YOU JUST SAID THAT.

I'LL PUT THE KETTLE ON.

OR IF YOU LIKE TO DEVELOP THE IDEA,
70 PAST FOUR.

TAKE THE FAG OUT OF YOUR MOUTH.
I CAN'T TELL WHAT YOU'RE SAYING.

THAT RIDES OFF LIKE THAT.

AND THE OTHER HALF OVER THERE.

UNLESS I'VE GROSSLY MISREAD THE SITUATION.

THAT'S A RELIEF. YOUR MIND PLAYS TRICKS.

THIS WAS PROBABLY CAUGHT ON CCTV CAMERA.
I'LL THROW THE FOOTAGE IN GRATIS.