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

- SHALL WE START?
- YES.

EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT, MR PARTRIDGE?

GET IT OFF HER.

("GAUDETE" BY STEELEYE SPAN,
SUNG IN LATIN)

(VERY FAST DRUMBEAT)

NOW, THE MAIN THING... THANK YOU.

INSTEAD I'VE GOT A GIANT MICHAEL BOLTON LOOKALIKE
THROWING AN OVEN OVER HAY BALES!

TAKE THE FAG OUT OF YOUR MOUTH.
I CAN'T TELL WHAT YOU'RE SAYING.

I SOLD A MAKITA CORDLESS DRILL IN THE LOCAL PAPER,

- DO YOU WANT A CUP?
- THANK YOU.

I THINK THAT WENT QUITE WELL.

I'LL JUST GO ON UP TO THE CLUB
AND MEET THAT VIDEO WOMAN.

I'VE SAT ON THE BASTARD. WOULD YOU BELIEVE IT?

BONO!

YOU KNOW, IT'S NOT JUST SPICES.
IT'S ALL ABOUT THE SPICE TRADE.

ALL THESE CARS?

IDEA FOR A PROGRAMME CALLED "FREE SPIRITS".