Because she's a mentalist and she loves you. Yeah.

If you ever crash your car on a mountain, she'll be the one waiting to drag you out.

Have you seen Misery?

I'm in the fucking BBC, aren't I?

Hello, everyone. I'm Richard, the presenter.

Good to see you. This is Janice, the producer. Nice to meet you.

Hello, lovely to see you again. Again? Yes, British Red Cross do.

Right, yeah, I remember, yeah. Peter, how are you? That was great at the Oval, wasn't it?

It was such a good day.

Got a little bit pissed. Let's have a drink some time.

Yeah, sure. Thanks for coming in.

You probably know this. We've got a breaking story about fat-cat City bonuses

and then piercings is after you but I might read out some texts about it during the interview.

And also, it all goes out live so absolutely no swearing.

No swearing? Oh, we can all thank our fucky stars for that!

We're going to start the show. All right, great. OK.

Yeah, you're all in there. It's the Green Room.

We're all in there? Yeah, tea, coffee and stuff.

Nicola. Thank you.

Terri? Oh, thanks, yes.

The stupid one keeps staring at me. Could you block the view possibly?

Yeah, fine.

Why isn't Emma here to help?

She's dumping Ollie tonight. Result.

Probably crying his eyes out right now like Kate Winslett losing on a scratch card.

I thought you said you were cooking dinner. I'm starving.

I didn't realise you had to cook lamb shanks for a fucking fortnight.

You shouldn't be using Phil's courgettes. He counts them.

Phil counts his courgettes? Every night.

As long as he doesn't do anything else with them every night.

Right, let's make the mood a little bit nicer, little bit sexier.

Oh, sorry, Ollie, I need that light.

Sorry. Sorry, I was only being romantic as I was ordered to by the Romance Nazi.

I'm going to talk to him. It's stupid.

OK, I'll come with you. He's only two feet away.

No, let me, honestly. I'll be right behind you.