given your absolute opposition to this proposal in the past.

Did you seek specialist advice on the subject?

Of course I sought expert advice.

Yes, and who?

Roy Smedley. And?

And...he was very good.

And his was the only advice you took?

You saw only one expert?

Yes.

And you thought that was enough?

Just one? I tried to find somebody who said something different.

And did you succeed? No. No-one?

No.

How was that? I lied to the Select Committee.

I lied. Is Tucker in the building? Malcolm In The Middle. What?

Because he can stand in the middle of the atrium and shout at everyone.

I don't want to see him. I can't take one of his scenes from the Exorcist now.

Ballentine's not on to anything.

Oh, no? Why did she keep asking, "Just one expert, only one?"

"Not two experts? Less than three but not two?" Fucking bitch.

She's trying to throw you off balance, like a sumo wrestler.

It worked. I was on the floor in a big fucking nappy.

Oh, shit, that's Malcolm.

A man in his fifties hiding.

He's gone. Look, Hugh, come out.

Get it in perspective. It's not like it's a major lie.

It's not like you were selling naval secrets down a gay club.

Why does he never laugh with me like that?

Lack of click?

HUSHED VOICE: I thought I was a professional press officer.

It just is absolute hell.

Hi, how is the...?

I'm actually in a bit of a state here.

It's just that something cropped up we need to talk about at the meeting

and then you can get on with what ever you, you know...

Don't you think I'm due a bit of support?