(COW MOOING)

THE WAY SHE LOOKED AT THAT NURSE.
GOD REST HER RACIST SOUL.

RUINED A ROMANTIC NIGHT OUT
FOR MANY DINERS BY MASSACRING THEM.

IF THERE'S ANYTHING I CAN DO, JUST ASK.

- WHEN WILL THEY LEARN?
- THAT, MICHAEL, IS SAD.

- I CAN'T MOVE MY HEAD.
- CALM DOWN, LYNN!

(COCKEREL CROWS)
- A-HA!

ALL RIGHT. GOODNIGHT, ALAN.

I HAD HEARD SOMETHING.

I'D LIKE TO GO ROUND LEGOLAND
WITH SEAN CONNERY,

I'M NOT OLD! I'M 43, YOU CHEEKY GIT!

THOSE SCOTCH EGGS WE HAD
AT THE PETROL STATION LAST NIGHT.

UM... I'LL SHOW YOU.

THE QUEEN IS DEAD, LONG LIVE THE KINGS' SINGERS.

(MUSIC STOPS)

WELL DONE, LYNN. THAT WAS TEXTBOOK.

# SHE'S A KILLER QUEEN

IT TAPERS. IT LOOKS LIKE A MOUSE'S HEAD.