IT'S HIS THORAX. HE'LL BE FINE.

YOU KNOW, WHEN I USED TO SEE YOU IN RECEPTION,

- DO YOU MIND IF I BRING MY GUITAR?
- I'D RATHER YOU DIDN'T, IT'S NOT THAT KIND OF AREA.

- HAVE YOU BEEN SPYING ON US?
- NO.

OR THE THIGH POCKET OF A PAIR OF COMBAT TROUSERS.

TAKE IT OFF NOW.

OTHERWISE PEOPLE START TAKING LIBERTIES.
BEFORE YOU KNOW IT, YOU'RE MOWING THEIR LAWN.

I'D BASICALLY LIKE TO UNDERSTAND
MAN'S INHUMANITY TO MAN,

- I'LL BE OFF, THEN.
- ONE MORE THING. HA!

I'D USE A FOUR-FINGERED ONE
AND SAVE ONE FOR MYSELF AT THE END.

I THINK IF WE, UM...

THAT EVERYTHING I'VE SAID
THUS FAR IS COMPLETELY CORRECT?

MAYBE THE MONKEYS ARE TYING
TO COLLECT ENOUGH PARTS TOGETHER

YEAH. THAT'S A POINT.

NOW, ALAN. ARE YOU READY FOR THE INLAND REVENUE?
HAVE YOU GOT ALL YOUR RECEIPTS?

SHALL WE MAKE TRACKS?

- OH, COME ON.
- YEAH, ALL RIGHT, THEN.

- YES, HE IS. IT'S A MAN.
- THAT'S HER BOYFRIEND.