DON'T SHINE THAT TORCH IN MY FACE, MATE.
I'VE JUST LOST A PINT OF BLOOD.

THEN I FOUGHT SOME ZOMBIES WITH A BOY IN CARE.
WIPED THE FLOOR WITH HIM.

THIS WEEK'S GUEST PETROL IS TEXACO.

JILL, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
FOR GOD'S SAKE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

COMING UP TO SEVEN O'CLOCK.

- FROM GO WEST...
- FANNIES!

- WELL, I WOULDN'T BE DEPRESSED.
- I'M NOT.

- HOW DID IT GO?
- YOU KNOW, UP AND DOWN.

IT WAS AGONY.

YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING,
YOU'VE GOT TO READ THE SUNDAY PAPERS,

OPEN THE DOOR! OPEN IT!

YOU'VE BEEN AWAY TOO LONG.

WHEN YOU'RE AT YOUR BLEAKEST MOMENTS,

- THE GUY WHO WORKS AT THE GARAGE?
- I KNOW WHERE HE WORKS.

I THINK I'D HAVE TO SAY THE BEST OF THE BEATLES.

THAT MAY VERY, VERY WELL BE
BECAUSE I'M ON MORPHINE.

ALAN?

- EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT?
- JUST A BIT OF TUMMY TROUBLE.