SORRY. I SHOULDN'T TOUCH MEMBERS OF STAFF

- THAT'S FRANKENSTEIN.
- YOU'VE MADE TWO GLARING ERRORS.

ALL RIGHT, FOLKS. WE'RE GOING TO GO WEST.

HE'S FED UP - NOT BECAUSE HE CAN'T
SEE HIS REFLECTION, BUT BECAUSE HE CAN!

I DON'T KNOW WHAT HE HAD FOR BREAKFAST
PRESUMABLY AN INFECTED SPINAL COLUMN IN A BAP.

SHE'S IN THE SPOT WHERE ME AND SONJA HAVE IT OFF.

I THINK THEY MIGHT HAVE FOUND IT A BIT CREEPY.

GO ON, HAVE A GUESS.

- ALAN. I'VE CALLED THE POLICE.
- WHAT FOR?

TONIGHT, I'M JUST GOING TO HAVE A SANDWICH
AND WATCH TREVOR MCDONALD.

YES, YOU CAN. IN FACT, I'VE MADE NOTES.

- VERY WELL, HOW ARE YOU?
- I'M FINE.

SORRY ABOUT THAT. YOU MUST BE SICK OF THAT.

- AND I'LL SHOW YOU THAT MIRROR THING.
- NO.

- THERE, THAT'S DISCONNECTED.
- GOOD.

- HELLO, HELLO, HELLO.
- YEAH.

GOODNIGHT.

- SHALL I PUT IT IN THE MIDDLE?
- THAT WOULD BE HELPFUL.