I'll just, I need a... Just take a moment. Yes, just go.

Ah, Suzy, might shake it up, spray it round the room like a...

Obviously I won't.

You can't have champagne in here.

You're not fucking pregnant. It's just Prosecco. Just get on with it.

I hereby tweet, I have resigned. More to follow.

Didn't seem that momentous. How many followers have you got?

612, or thereabouts.

Christ, let's hope it gets re-tweeted,

otherwise you might just as well

just whisper it to a fucking dead tramp.

The word I would use Cathy is "disgraceful."

You know, I think this government has behaved appallingly

in the tragic case of this nurse that has died.

And the tragic events that lead to the death of Mr, er,

a missed and valued member of society,

are now going to have to come under scrutiny.

Great, thank you, Nicola.

We've just had word that Ben Swain is thinking...

Thank you. Nicola has to take a very urgent call, thank you so much.

I have to get off this train, I'm hyper fucking ventilating.

I'll get the door. And leave Duggan where he is, because he's just flotsam now.

Not flotsam, er jetsam, the other one, jetsam.

I'm pretty certain that was a genuinely urgent call.

I'm sure she'll be back to say a few words about Ben Swain.

Four letter ones?

Funny.

No, she hardly swears at all actually, the occasional "shit."

I'm gonna kill Ben Swain, I'm gonna fucking, fucking kill Ben Swain.

I'm gonna get some fucking giant Yorkie, and ram it down his gizzard.

OK, better? Are we there? It's good to let it out, I think.

Once I get out in the air... We're gonna do a ring round.

I'm going to leave Mary to you, she's a bit HRT-ish.

Go, go, go.

Kate, hi, can I count on your support?

Sorry, I am a bit out of breath