LET'S JUST FINISH YOUR NECK OFF NOW
WITH SOME FINAL SUDS.

MICHAEL.

BECAUSE OF ALL THE CHEMICALS
YOU PUT IN THEIR CHIPS.

WELL, THAT'S THE SMALL TALK.
NOW LET'S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS.

A CERTAIN PERCENTAGE OF THEIR PROGRAMMES

- THERE WE GO.
- YOU WANT FITTED SHEET?

YOU CAN'T BOOK ME AND ASK ME TO PULL OUT
WHEN CLIFF THORBURN BECOMES AVAILABLE AGAIN.

AND THE POT-SMOKING,
WHORE-RIDDEN WATERWAYS OF AMSTERDAM.

- I CAN'T SELL YOU ANY PETROL.
- I WAS PASSING. I THOUGHT I'D...

BANG & OLUFSEN.

OOH, I'D LOVE TO HAVE IT OFF WITH HER.

BUTTON MUSHROOMS - BINGO.
BLACK PUDDING - SNAP.

DO YOU SMELL GAS?

AND A CRESCENT OF CRISPS, PLEASE.

LYNN, I'LL JUST GO UP TO MY ROOM.
GOT A BIT OF WORK TO DO.

- YOU GOT MY TEXT, THEN?
- HELLO, ALAN.

- MICHAEL?
- WAS THAT HIS NAME?

WOULD NOT RENDER HER PLEASURABLE TO MINE EYE.