WHEN I'VE CALMED DOWN
I'LL KISS HIM BETTER WHERE I STABBED HIM.

IN THREE MINUTES' TIME
I'LL BE TALKING TO NORFOLK'S YOUNGEST BUTCHER.

YOU'RE ALL ALONE.

LYNN? WHAT THE FRIG HAVE YOU GOT ON YOUR FEET?

I GOT REALLY DRUNK LAST NIGHT.
I WAS SICK EVERYWHERE.

- I'LL HOLD THE DOOR FOR YOU.
- THANK YOU.

- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
- YOU'RE SACKED, TOO.

ANYWAY, COMMISERATIONS.

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

- ALISON PARTRIDGE!
- NO. ALAN.

HELLO, LYNN. MESSAGE FROM ALAN.

(DISCO MUSIC PLAYS)

I, ER...

NOT EVEN ITS MOTHER. SHE JUST FLIES OFF DEPRESSED.

THERE'S A GRAVE OVER THERE THAT I SAW
THAT'S OF A MAN WHO DIED IN 1872

DO YOU STILL WANT TO DO THE RADIO SHOW
NOW YOUR BOOKS HAVE BEEN INCINERATED?

DESPITE WHAT I SAID EARLIER. AT ANY ONE TIME
I HAVE NINE BOTTLES OF WINE IN MY HOUSE.

SHALL I DO IT MORE QUICKLY,
OR SHALL I MAINTAIN THE SAME SPEED?