He's useless.

He's absolutely useless! He is! He's useless! He's as useless as a marzipan dildo.

I've got to go. The minister's just walked in.

You don't need to listen to all of my chutney!

I'm sure it's much, much more interesting than chutney.

No, no, no. It's... It's a...

my cock-up, as usual. I thought that Graham Dixon was doing a briefing, and it turns out it's Graham Hughes.

Too many Grahams around. We ought to kill some of them. Exactly!

So... So...

God, look, I'm sorry about the fuck-up about the coffee. Oh, God...

How am I supposed to run a department if I can't get the Prime Minister's enforcer a cup of fucking coffee?

No, no, that's OK. Listen, the thing is...