WHATEVER. I JUST WOULD LIKE TO GET OUT OF HERE.

HORSES RUNNING THROUGH COUNCIL ESTATES,

MORNING...
# BUT STILL THEY COME. #

IT WOULD BE BEERGH! BOOSH! BOOSH!

THAT IS EXTRAORDINARY.

MIND YOU, IN THE SAFARI PARK

REMOVED FROM THE COVER OF A MAGAZINE.

I LIKE YOU AS WELL. YOU'RE PACKED IN A BIT TIGHT.

OH, IT'S PLASTIC.

WHICH MEANS IT WON'T PERISH.

- DOUBLE IT.
- IT'S STILL CHEAP.

SHE'D LIKE HER ASHES TO BE SCATTERED
IN A MEADOW. THAT'S THE KIND OF THING WE WANT.

- NOW YOU'RE TALKING MY LANGUAGE.
- I HOPE NOT.

JILL, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
FOR GOD'S SAKE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

IT'S FAIRLY WELL CONCEALED IN CASUAL CLOTHING,
BUT YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE ME IN MY UNDERPANTS.

OOH, A DEAD DADDY-LONG-LEGS.

- IT'S HILFIGER.
- IT SAYS HILFINGER ON THE BOTTLE.

SEE THAT MAN WITH THE BIG HEAD
AND THE SMALL FACE?