HE'S SURROUNDED BY BOUNCERS.

- YOU'LL HAVE TO PAY FOR THAT.
- PUT IT ON THE SLATE.

- THAT BLOKE'S JUST TOLD HIM.
- WHAT'S THAT ON YOUR BACK?

I'M THE DOG. YOU'RE A TERRIFIC RABBIT.

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

T. GLADDEN E-MAILS TO SAY HE'D LIKE TO CLEAN OUT
THE ATTIC WITH THE LOVELY KATE WINSLET.

FIRE! FIRE! THE FAIR'S ON FIRE!

- DIDN'T YOU USED TO BE ON TELEVISION?
- YEAH. I GOT OUT OF IT. UNPLEASANT PEOPLE.

WHICH INVOLVES PHOTOGRAPH,
SCISSORS, FORMS BEING FILLED IN,

WOULD YOU SAY, BEARING IN MIND THAT HE'S
DEPRESSED AND HAS GOT RESPIRATORY PROBLEMS,

THEY LIVE IN THE TOWER OF LONDON
AND THEY ARE RESTAURANTS.

HE THOUGHT, ''YES, I WILL BUY
THAT COPY OF 'PUNCH' MAGAZINE''.

- SHALL I...
- KEEP HER AWAY FROM DIGNITARIES.

I'M SORRY. WE'VE ONLY GOT ONE MUG.

IT'S A GOOD JOB YOU WEREN'T HERE
FIVE MINUTES AGO. LISTEN TO THIS.

I SAID, "CONGRATULATIONS,
YOU'VE GOT A SECOND SERIES.

AND COULD YOU TOP IT UP WITH SOME GORDON'S GIN?

IT'S WEIRD, THIS AIR BAG. ALL THAT POWDER
ON YOUR FACE, YOU LOOK LIKE A CLOWN.