If you resign now, you'll be up there with the fucking shaggers and the expenses fiddlers

and the guys who asphyxiate themselves having a wank in the Travelodge and your daughter,

your Ella, she would be publicly, and very, very fucking horribly, humiliated.

Now, that is not something that helps anybody. It does... Hey, hey, hey, come on look, that is not, look...

It doesn't...

That's not a plan, is it, Stan? Come on. That's not an agenda, Brenda!

Come on.

And I'm staying here to do what?

Exactly, because I don't feel like I'm...

Sorry.

I don't feel like I'm really making things better.

Listen, Nicky, this, it's a war, right?

It's a fucking war.

Now you can't change a thing unless you win the war

and you cannot win the war unless you're prepared to fight.

That's what this is all about for you, isn't it? It's just about fighting and fucking...power!

Does it never occur to you that your poisonous male obsession with conflict,

which is making people despise politics and, by the way, don't ever fucking call me Nicky!

Spare me a fucking psycho-fanny, right?

What do you think fucking Mannion is doing right now?

Michael Aspel's cooler fucking younger brother?

I'll tell you what he's doing. He's sitting around with his pals.

D'you know what they're doing?

They're telling very fucking nasty jokes about your family!

They're playing fucking pin the cock on the fucking donkey's face

with your face there cos you're the fucking donkey, right!

So you should just fucking count your blessings!

Ella's not been excluded.

That's what you wanted, right?

Yeah! Yes! I really wanted Ella to be able to stay at a shit school, the only redeeming feature of which

was a headmaster who, thanks to me, has now been forced out.

Yeah well er...

maybe...

Maybe in a term or so, you know...

we might understand if you...

very quietly decide to move her.