Ah, Malcolm, er, if you could just come to the toilet with me.

Get rid of her. OK.

We go out there, we say our goodbyes and we'll get Glen to go and do the fucking desert burial, OK?

Yeah. You just try and compose yourself.

OK. OK? Yeah.

Julie... Get rid of the Geordie Pauline Fowler.

Put her on a train back to shit town or wherever the fuck she came from.

Right, would you like to come with me?

Ah, there's been a change of plan.

I'm taking them for the train.

You'll not be there for long.

OK, do we have anything that we can use against her?

There's the Metric Martyr stuff.

That is right wing, that's really, that is an insanity signifier.

Fruit by the pound? Well... That's what I've got to work with?

Fuck's sake. Fruit by the pound.

Watch and fucking learn, OK.

We say we're dropping her because of extremist views, right?

And just don't mention that those extreme views are how she feels

about the fucking finer points of fruit and fucking veg merchandising.

You shouldn't work for that lot, you know.

I know. I know. They're all nobs. I don't really, you know.

Did you enjoy anything about today? Na.

You've taken out all the references to the People's Champion?

Yep. Yep, yep, and I've added a whole page on Manyon's holiday...

Yeah, good. Plus, jokes.

Funny jokes. Funny jokes.

have my texts read out on Five Live.

They're good. Is it done? Glen, what have you touched? Nothing. I didn't do anything.

Christ, the wifi's out. What page were we up to?

Eight. Excellent.

You're watching Nicola's speech with me and Angela?

we do. Sounds like fun.

you're late. I know. I know.

Right, grab the speech. Let's go. There you go. Good luck.

Thank you. Fingers crossed. Have fun.