Would you like some coffee? Fuck off! Tea?

You fuck off, darling.

Malcolm, look, um...

They're like wolves...

pissed wolves. I've made the announcement. I've told the Lobby.

You've told the Lobby I'm going?

Yeah. Sorry, Cliff.

Minister... Yeah, get used to "Cliff".

I've booked you in for the usual soapy-tit-wank farewell at Number 10 in 20 minutes.

I've drafted a letter of resignation. It says you're jumping before you're pushed,

although we're going to be briefing that you were pushed. Sorry.

Um...