THAT'S NOT HIS CUP OF TEA.
THAT'S THE OTHER ONE, GOD REST HIS SOUL.

"WITH A MERE NINETY-BREAK HORSEPOWER AVAILABLE,

- NOT MY CUP OF TEA.
- WE COULD DO A BOND FILM.

- TRY PEDESTRIANISING THIS!
- CAN YOU HOLD THAT POSE, ALAN?

AND INSIDE THESE SHEDS
ARE TWENTY-FOOT-HIGH CHICKENS

(GUN NOISE)

SORRY. DRY SKIN. I'M FLAKING AGAIN.

I'M TALKING TO DOMINGO IN LITTLE OAKLEY.

IF THIS JOB COMES OFF, AS REGARDS DECISION-MAKING,
WE'LL BE IN A "CAN-DO, GO" SITUATION.

- IF YOU OPEN YOURSELF UP TO NEW CHOICES...
- LYNN, I'M NOT COMING TO YOUR BAPTIST CHURCH!

- I'D HAVE AN APACHE ATTACK HELICOPTER.
- OH, GREAT.

WHERE ARE YOU FROM IN IRELAND?

- JILL, I'M AFRAID I HAVE NO SHEATHS.
- NO WHAT?

WHAT AN APPALLING THING TO SAY.
YOU'VE PUT ME IN AN INVIDIOUS POSITION.

- YOU COULD WEAR IT OR FLOSS WITH IT!
- OR SLICE CHEESE WITH IT!

I HAD CRACKLING ON SUNDAY.
IT HAD HAIRS ON IT, BUT I DIDN'T MIND.

- WHEN WILL THEY LEARN?
- THAT, MICHAEL, IS SAD.

IT'S TERRIBLE YOU HAVE TO FILL IT
WITH SWEARING ON YOUR SHOW.