How fucking dare you?

Have you any idea of the amount of pressure

that has been exerted on my skull?

It feels like my brain has been fucking emptied into little packets,

into crisp packets.

Cheese and onion fucking crisp packets

that contain my living, breathing fucking brain.

Malcolm, I'm really sorry, I...

And these crisp packets, cheese and onion, smoky bacon,

they've been stomped on.

They've been fucking stomped on.

Ben, fucking...Nicola.

I didn't mean to be horrid.

And fucking you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

No. I'm over it. OK.

Don't you apologise. Don't you fucking apologise.

You don't need to apologise. I love this place, I do.

I mean, fucking compared to No 10, this place is fucking tranquil.

Yeah.

Over there, 300 yards down the road, it's like a fucking cancer ward.

There are people who are fucking screaming at each other.

fucking disease."

"You gave me this fucking disease."

And every corner that I turn, there's another threat, Terri.

Hacks, hacks, fucking vampire hacks.

And they're slaughtering us, Terri,

they're fucking slaughtering us and they want my face for a flannel.

And you know what, I used to be the fucking pharaoh, Terri.

I used to be a fucking pharaoh.

Now I'm fucking floundering in a Nile of shit.

But I am going to fashion a paddle out of that shit. Yeah.

Mmm. Good idea.