- YOU'RE WRONG.
- OH, MAN. WHAT ABOUT, YOU KNOW...

OH, NO. THAT'S THE COWARD'S WAY OUT, MAN.

OH...BUTTER MY ARSE!

..AND THEN TO YOUR RECOVERY, IN A VERY UPBEAT WAY.

YES. I'VE BEEN DESTROYING MY CEREALS.
GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT?

GADZOOKS! IT'S THE NOBLE
SIR DAVID CLIFTON OF RADIOSHIRE.

SAME AGE DIFFERENCE AS YOU AND SONJA.

- THAT WAS A LOW POINT.
- THESE TAX PEOPLE CAN STAY INDEFINITELY.

THIS IS MICHAEL. HE SELLS KITCHENS.

NO. HIS SILENCE, I THINK, SPEAKS VOLUMES.

YOU DON'T SOUND IT. I WISH YOU WERE.

THERE'S NO WINE IN IT

THAT'S ME BIKE. THAT'S DESERT STORM.

WOULD YOU LIKE A DRINK FIRST?

IN 1976, I SAW ELO AT THE BIRMINGHAM NEC.

- ALAN DOESN'T WANT A STUNTMAN.
- OK. "SCUM ON THE RUN." TAKE ONE.

DAN!

SO JUST DON'T TURN ROUND.