I WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO TALK. I'D JUST GO UH-UH.

NO.

- WHERE ARE YOUR CLOTHES GOING?
- IN THE STORAGE ROOM.

OH, GOD!

OH, GOD!

IT WOULDN'T BE AN EGG CUP.
IT'D BE TWO EGG CUPS AND A KIDNEY DISH.

- I'M MONICA. THIS IS CATHERINE.
- HI.

I SAY, "THIS IS FOR YOU, TOM!"
HE'S BEGGING US, MAN. "NO! PLEASE! DON'T!"

- DONE.
- GREAT.

SORRY ABOUT THAT.
JUST HAVING A CHINWAG ABOUT CANCER.

HERE'S A RECEIPT FOR A DRESSING GOWN.
TELL US ABOUT THAT.

- I'M FROM MANCHESTER.
- M62.

YES. THE ATMOSPHERE HAS TURNED RATHER SOUR.

AND IT WOULDN'T SHOW.
IS THAT HOW YOU KEEP YOUR FIGURE?

UNFORTUNATELY FOR YOU, I AM
THE CHIEF COMMISSIONING EDITOR OF BBC TELEVISION.

UM... I KNOW. THERE'S A COPY OF MY BOOK
BEHIND RECEPTION. CAN YOU SEE IT?

I HEARD HE HIT A PROSTITUTE.

DO YOU REMEMBER THE MAN WHO CAME UP
TO ASK FOR MY AUTOGRAPH?