IT ER... NOW...

(SUSAN) DON'T WORRY ABOUT YOUR CAR.
I'LL GET MICHAEL TO SORT IT OUT FOR YOU.

EVERYBODY GOT ABSOLUTELY DRENCHED.

IF YOU'RE AT A FAIR, THEY MIGHT
PUT YOUR HEAD IN A CANDY-FLOSS MACHINE.

- POINT HIM OUT TO ME.
- HE'S GOT A BEARD.

- BAD DAY.
- YEAH. MMM.

CAN'T MESS ABOUT ON THIS ONE, LYNN.

- YOU DON'T KNOW?
- NO, I DON'T.

CAN I JUST SHOCK YOU? I LIKE WINE.

LOOK, A LEXUS. IT'S A BETTER ONE THAN YOURS.

FOUR YEARS AGO,
SUSAN LOST HER HAND IN A CAKE-CUTTING MACHINE.

READ IT BACK.

BOTH BARRELS, BANG! YOU'D HIT THE WALL.

THANK YOU. THAT'S ALL I WANTED TO KNOW.

CHEERS!

THEY'RE ALIVE, HE SAYS... I'M NOT READING THIS.

PLAINCLOTHES POP FORCE.

- HOW'S ADAM CLAYTON?
- ADAM CLAYTON IS FINE.