- ALL RIGHT?
- GOOD MORNING.

"TAKE THAT BLUSHER OFF
YOU UGLY MISSHAPEN-HEADED ELEPHANT TRANNY"?

- COULD WE SEE THE RECEIPTS ON YOUR SPIKE?
- YES. I HAVE A CONFESSION.

DAN HAS ASKED ME TO PRESENT A PRIZE
AT THE NORFOLK BRAVERY AWARDS TONIGHT.

I DON'T SUPPOSE
YOU'VE GOT ANY ARMY STORIES ABOUT THEM?

YEAH.

- AARGH! YOU GET BRUISES, BUT...
- RIGHT.

DAN!

I AM GOING TO PRESENT A CORPORATE VIDEO
FOR HAMILTON'S WATER BREAKS.

OCCASIONALLY, I DOST VENTURE SOUTH.

BUT CAN YOU DO THIS?
(MAKES CLICKING NOISE)

- MY MAN'S GOT TO BE WAYNE.
- WAYNE SLEEP? THE JACKET AND THE BOOTS.

THE TIME, FOR THOSE WHO LIKE TO TELL IT
IN A WACKY WAY, IS 50 TO SIX.

HE'S BEING PURSUED BY A CYBERPUNK
FROM THE PAST, PLAYED BY RUTGER HAUER.

- I EXPECT YOU GET THAT ALL THE TIME.
- NOT REALLY.

WHICH IS CLIMAXING AT MIDNIGHT WITH MADNESS.

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

I MAY WANT TO MIX THEM, BUT THAT'S MY DECISION.