Don't worry. Leave her fucking alone.

Don't worry, it's all right.

launch. Where is it?

Need a bit of help. What is it?

Nicola, hi! He's gone. I know. Would you like a glass of wine?

No, thanks.

Fantastic. I know, yeah.

I've sorted everything out with Andy's agent. More or less...

celebrate. Shall I hold it under a hot tap? It's white wine.

A cold tap then.

What good is running it under a cold tap going to do? Don't do that, it looks awful.

cos that's where you fucking belong.

I didn't ask you to come back in. Would you leave my office, please?

As for you...

Malcolm, I'm sick to death...

Don't touch me, Malcolm. I will tell you this...

You shafted me, boy. I'll fucking strike you, Malcolm.

I warn you. Don't touch that scarf, that's Paul Smith. Twat!

You'll see me again.

You will fucking see me again.

LOUD COMMOTION

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That's what we masters of the dark arts call a blip.

We need to start booting up this crime stats inquiry.

Julius, what is the deal? At the moment, Malcolm is getting the sack.

You, fucking speak! You've always fucking got something to say.

I'm only a cabinet minister! Fuck off then.

Malcolm Tucker has resigned.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE Happy days!

You will fucking see me again!

Malcolm! Malcolm! REPORTERS CLAMOUR

Let me in. No.

Watch the hedge. Watch the hedge.

I'm just trying to get home, please.

Show's over, OK? Fucking bacteria.

You know, I just can't quite believe this.