Damn! And who's that evil Scottish guy? He was awful.

He's just the Director of Communication, Malcolm Tucker.

He was ordering me...

He wasn't ordering you... That's a big story in itself...

dragging me out of bed and then telling me what to say.

Some papers might be interested in that.

This department's got a lot of initiatives coming up...

Has it really, has it really?

And we're going to need fairly like, you know, the face for the renewal for...

soon we're gonna have a whole campaign,

new stationery, pens...

face won't probably fit on, we've got all that...

You are trying to bribe me with a stationery photo shoot?

No, erm...

None of this is happening, no, not bribe, no.

That was just small talk. I was just chatting, small chat.

Can you wake me in a couple of hours?

There's no time to go home, I'll pass myself coming back in.

I'll ring Catherine and say you won't be home.

Hi, how did you get on...

Happiness?

Go away, Terri.

I'll clear up a few biscuits whilst I'm at it.

Kate, erm, just leaving a message for you,

I know you're asleep by now from Hugh, love to the kids,

see Alicia in the morning and big kiss and sorry about the bedtime story,

lots of love via Glenn, nightie-night.

This programme contains very strong language.

..Ollie, did you see him when I said your thing

about the Opposition, "home is where the heart is"? It almost hurt! I loved it! He didn't even get it!

He did. He flinched! He was hating it! Fiddling with his catheter!

A satisfactory report-stage debate. Only three amendments in committee.

How many did Doug's piece of shit get at report? God, at least 200.

Then it got fucked in the Lords. It was more amendment than Bill, in the end. We're doing a press release?

Yes... "Following a successful report-stage debate, the Secretary of State for Social Affairs,