LT'S A FLEX OFF A MINI KETTLE.
IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE A TAIL.

I CAN'T HAVE A BIRD
TYING TO HAVE SEX WITH MY PHONE.

COME BACK! I'LL RIP YOUR BLOODY HEAD OFF!

WITH RESPECT, IF YOU HANG AROUND WITH CRIMINALS,
YOU'RE GONNA GET LIED TO.

HE IS NOT BONO. HE IS RUBBISH.

OH, MY GOD, LYNN'S HERE.
LYNN, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

WHY DON'T YOU TWO BUY THE HATCHET
OVER A COFFEE? AFTER YOU, LYNN.

..HAS GOT SOME RUDE GRAFFITI ON...

YOU CAN ALWAYS GET ME SOMETHING
OF EQUIVALENT VALUE,

# IT'S THE KISS OF DEATH

(MUSIC)

NO OFFENCE, LYNN,
BUT YOUR LIFE IS TECHNICALLY NOT WORTH INSURING.

OH, I SEE WHAT YOU... RIGHT, YES.

I'M SORRY. THAT WASN'T DELIBERATE,
L PROMISE YOU. IT'S NOT A CRY FOR HELP.

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

HELLO, MR PARTRIDGE. DRINK?

- I WANT TO GO TO LONDON.
- THAT'S FINE.

NO, THANKS.
I DON'T WANT TO BE PART OF YOUR SEX FESTIVAL.