OH, HELLO. I'D LIKE TO SPEAK
TO FERNANDO PARTRIDGE, PLEASE.

I'M IN A STATIC HOME WITH THREE WOMEN.

MARVELLOUS.

WHY HAVE YOU GOT BISCUITS
SELLOTAPED TO YOUR FACE?

- WHAT?
- I'M OFFERING YOU A DRINK.

- AYE. HE CALLS IT CONVOY.
- CONVOY?

HOW CAN YOU SET FIRE TO YOUR HANDS?

I WEAR TOMMY HILFINGER.

- BLOW HIM TO BITS.
- I KNOW THE FEELING.

- A NAKED JOG ACROSS THE LANDING.
- WHAT IF YOU'VE GOT GUESTS?

CAN I SEE THAT LIST?
I WANT TO GET TO THE BOTTOM OF THIS.

SO LET'S GET THIS STRAIGHT.

NO, HE JUST KNOCKED OFF. CAN I HELP YOU?

AT THRESHER'S.
SHE WAS LOADING BOOZE INTO HER CAR.

READ THE SMALL PRINT ON YOUR CONE-TRACT.

I'VE GOT MY TICKET. SHAKE MY HAND!

WE'VE EATEN. THANKS.

- THERE YOU GO, TWO CHOCOLATE MOUSSES.
- THANK YOU.