- I'VE GOT NEEDS...
- GOOD.

OH, AYE. I RECKON IT'S A REALLY GOOD IDEA, LIKE.

I THOUGHT IT'D BE EROTIC.

- DONE.
- GREAT.

- DO YOU LIKE MILK?
- NO.

I'M DYING TO HEAR YOUR IDEAS
FOR THE FIREPLACE CONFERENCE.

- YOU'VE GOT THE COMMON TOUCH.
- THANK YOU.

A FRIED BREAKFAST MAKES AN EXCELLENT APHRODISIAC.
EXCUSE ME.

HE COMES OUT, "NOT MY TRIUMPH STAG!
I'VE JUST HAD IT RESPRAYED!"

- SHOE COVERS.
- YOU LOOK LIKE YOU LIVE ON A WARD.

DID YOU KNOW
THAT THERE ARE NO DUTCH ELMS LEFT IN BRITAIN?

RIGHT, LYNN. SIT DOWN.

- WHY ARE YOU WEARING THAT SNAZZY CARDIGAN?
- I JUST THREW IT ON.

- YOU SHOULD SACK YOUR PR PEOPLE.
- WE HAVE.

NO ONE WAS SUGGESTING THEY WOULD.

MR PARTRIDGE? WE'RE FROM THE INLAND REVENUE.

I'M JOKING, OF COURSE IT'S NOT,

HAVING WASHED MY HANDS.