A bit, who cares, it works
And she flew budget, so it'll be a nightmare coming through air security
Anyway, Crunchie Nut Corn Flakes are just Frosties for wankers
Are you kidding, that's firing first in a duel. If you miss, you're fucked
Bollocks
Brilliant
Bye
Clean shirt, what does that mean- Isn't that good
Couldn't you find anyone else to shag?
Do what you need to do, she's right on the bloody prescipice
Far too busy for post
Frosties are just Corn Flakes for people who can't face reality
Fuck off clean shirt
Gentleman's relish with olives
Hello?
Hey look, it's clean shirt
Hi Mark
Hit her with a disciplinary matter
Hmm, my Cheech and Chong, my Skinner and Baddiel, you'll be the iron fist inside my velvet glove. The spiky balls at the end of my stick, yeah.
How dare you
How do you get that shirt so clean?
I know that doesn't mean a lot to you, but I take it quite seriously
I'm going to answer the door now Mark, but I'm coming back for you
I'm looking to shake up the department, and I want you two to be my enforcers
I'm not really high on drugs, so you can stop talking your nonsense on my time
If you want, I could call you a cab
If you're innocent, you've got nothing to hide, come on let's have a look. No. Let me feel it. It's hard, isn't it? No, and even if it was, it wouldn't prove love, it's just a human body.
Is that cool?
Is that what a thousand years of the English judicial system comes down to? No smoke without fire
It's not all a conspiracy to keep you in little boxes, alright?
It's only the miracle of consumer capitalism that means you're not lying in your own shit, dying at 43 with rotten teeth, and a little pill with a chicken on it is not going to change that
Jeremy, you bloody
Jeremy's gone alright, he's pissed off, he's left
Just a minute
Looking at nudie ladies research?
Maybe
Must be some kind of mistake
My head's in pieces, I don't need this
Need a poo, got to have loo paper
No
No, no, mate
Now come on, fuck off
Now pull your socks up and get your shoes on, come on, all of you
Oh no, just a bit of internet research
Oh, OK, sure
Oh, right
Perfect
Segway music
She's going to bed, and she doesn't want any more of your drugs
Shit
Sophie?
The only airline that really understands is BA
Unofficial verbal warning
What the fuck?
Yeah, well
Yes, of course
You can stop smoking your drugs, I'm making tea and toast for Sophie, I'm putting on Radio 4, everything's normal
You do know it's Thursday?
You want some, do you, you want a taste of my steel
You're no bloody eunuch, that's for sure
You're not a bad person, but I'm afraid to say you are a moron
You're not a pedo, you're definitely not a pedo
You've been chilling long enough, this is reality calling
You've got no business being in love with Big Suz, there's enough people in love with her already, she's full