NO, IT ACTUALLY SAYS "COCK, PISS, PARTRIDGE".

SADLY, IT DIDN'T WORK, SO OFF IT CAME AGAIN,

ALL RIGHT, THEN.

- JANE.
- THANK YOU FOR COMING.

IS THERE A NEIGHBOURHOOD...
SORRY, I'M VERY CLOSE TO YOU.

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

THIS IS "NORFOLK NIGHTS" WITH ALAN PARTRIDGE
AND WE'RE DOING "SUPER TALK".

- HELLO, JILL.
- WHY IS THE DOOR LOCKED?

NO, NO. I'VE GOT LOTS OF PLANS.

- MAYBE A WET T-SHIRT COMPETITION?
- YOU NEVER KNOW!

# NOBODY DOES IT... # BIT OF NIPPLE.

- HELLO.
- HI.

YES, I DID... AND I'LL JUST GO AND GET IT.

I LOOK AT THE CHANGING SHAPE OF LADIES
THROUGH THE AGES,

I'VE JUST REALISED.
WE HAVEN'T GOT "THE SPY WHO LOVED ME".

ENYA...AND THE OTHER ONE.
RIPPED UP THE POPE. BALD CHAP.

THANKS FOR CHANGING THE GAS BOTTLES.
I HEARD YOU CLINKING.

- GOOD MORNING, SOPHIE.
- GOOD MORNING. DID YOU SLEEP WELL?