I THINK I'LL GO TO MY ROOM AND LEAN ON THE SINK.

- LION BAR?
- NO, I PREFER FINGERS.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

A GIANT MICROWAVE
AND YOU CAN JUST POP A WITCH IN IT. HORRIFIC!

- MORNING, ALAN,
- GOOD MORNING.

I'LL PUT THE KETTLE ON.

3.35, "THUNDERBALL". DUMP. QUESTION MARK.

ONE MORE QUESTION ABOUT THE HOUSE.
PETROL STATIONS NEARBY?

I ALWAYS LEAVE THIS HERE,
SO I'M ALWAYS ON THE TELLY.

- WELL...
- HANG ON. THERE'S A FOURTH POSITION.

- SO THIS IS APACHE COMMUNICATIONS?
- YEAH.

- ALAN, THIS IS A HOTEL.
- YEAH, A THREE-STAR.

IT'S HIS FATHER.

TO MEN LIKE THAT, YOUR BUILDING SOCIETY BOOKS
MAKE FASCINATING READING.

FOUR YEARS LATER, SHE IS CREDIT CONTROLLER
AT CROMWELL CERTIFICATED BAILIFFS.

BUT IF HE GOES AWOL, YOU'RE UP SLACK ALLEY.
NOW, WHO'S IT TO BE, ME OR CLIFF THORBURN?

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

I USED TO THINK, "OOH, SHE'S NICER THAN MY WIFE!"