This Government is maimed, but it can't be shamed.

It will be fucked.

Let's get out there and let's fucking kill them.

Let's set fire to tiers. Let's go! Come on! Let's go, yes!

OK, let's get going.

What do we do?

What do I call for an outside line? It was great, wasn't it? What do we do?

Is it nine? That's what it is everywhere else.

Car's here. Car's here, Nicola.

We're off. Bye-bye Terri, then. See you soon.

Just want to say goodbye.

Sorry, very sticky, but... Sorry, I scratched you.

Honestly, I just want to say, honestly... I mean it.

Thank you. And yeah. Thanks for the...stuff.

Glenn, I don't know about you... Don't worry about me, Terri.

I've got plenty of options.

I'm just going to take stock. From Morrisons?

OK, you can pick some records as well. Girls Aloud.

Or would that make it too seedy? OK, Girls Aloud.

Stop saying Abingdon to me!

I want a fucking chocolate biscuit!

Booked him on another breakfast show. Bryan and Rob.

Yeah, for the first time in a decade, I can feel the old dog twitching to life.

"This election give me an erection!"

The old dog I was referring to was me.

See you, Nicola!

Or not.

Of course I know it's our anniversary. What do you think the card was for?

I left it on the kitchen table.

Oh right. My bad, as they say.

You're a very tidy man, aren't you?

There's no happiness without order.

It's a Nazi quote but it stands the test of time.

When is Peter getting in? That nurse is becoming a bit of a running sore