THAT'S LOVELY. THAT'S FIRST-CLASS.

UNBELIEVABLE.

(MUSIC - "OLD MACDONALD HAD A FARM")

- NOT MY CUP OF TEA.
- WE COULD DO A BOND FILM.

(ALAN) GO, GO, GO, GO. START THE CAR.

HANDS UP! GIVE ME ALL YOUR PETROL!

(GEORDIE ACCENT)
AYE-AYE, MR PARTRIDGE, MORNING.

OR YOU CAN TAKE A HEAD SHOT.
AGAIN, HE'S GOING DOWN.

CARY ON TALKING TO KATE
WHILE I SORT SOMETHING OUT. CAN I BORROW A PEN?

IT'S LIKE THE RUDYARD KIPLING POEM,
"IF". YOU KNOW THAT?

- THANKS FOR THE SOUVENIR.
- NO PROBLEM.

I'M STILL DRINKING IT.

OR BITCH, MIGHT BE A LADY.

- CARDIFF?!
- AYE.

LISTEN, JILL, THERE IS A ROMANTIC BUFFET SUPPER
AT THE HOTEL TONIGHT,

- WE GOT EGGS, WE GOT CHICKEN...
- WHICH CAME FIRST?

IN NORWICH...FOR A BIT.

PUT IT THERE, LYNN.