Babysitting...? Malcolm! Fuck Malcolm.

Fuck Malcolm! Fuck Malcolm!

Fuck Malcolm! Well, um, that was my initial reaction as well.

Deep breath, Nicola.

Yes, I know. Thank you, thank you. Fuck off! Thank you.

Do you want your rescue remedy? No. Fuck off.

Get me some ketamine, I want to separate my mind from my body. Fuck.

Jesus Christ! Poor Nicola.

Hey, get a grip, Glen. I didn't fucking come in your mouth.

Am I being threatened by Harold fucking Bishop?

fucking power ranger now.

Do you here me? I fucking found her.

She was on the fucking news! Get him out.

This is not a fucking discussion. All right, nobody argue, OK?

Oh, fuck off. Fuck...

the fucking face instead.

What the fuck are you talking about?

Mmm hmm. Listen to me Richard Stilder you fucking jazzy bastard...

to his fucking... Where is he?

There is a hot tap, Nicola.

I'm so fucked. I've got an hour and a half.

With all due respect, Nicola, there's a human aspect to all this.

do about it and I've got to write the fucking speech.

Yes. What, are you going to hit me? I don't fucking hit women.

Except Glen, obviously. Just you fucking leave Glen out of this.

sorry about what happened in the heat of the fucking moment.

Now, you've lost Geordie Julie, the merry fucking widow,

Oh, Christ, it's like being trapped in a fucking boys toilet.

OK, how about he's called Peter two-holidays Manyon? Glen?

Who the fuck is leaking this out there?

Don't be so fucking touchy about it. There's a lot to fucking deal with.

It doesn't fucking matter.

Fuck off. I'm making a phone call.

Phone a fucking friend.

Hello. Terri, it's Nicola again.