
Actually we can all sit down now. Thanks, Peter.
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Nicola Murray. We're assuming she's on her way out.

and if it's Dan Miller we're fucked.

And in the end, this is so fucking us. Fuck, yeah. Yeah.

As Peter's representative, it's as though you lied to him. That's probably illegal.

If you want to see something probably illegal, pass me that fucking stapler over there.

The minister is unaware that you're here, so you have to leave.

Oh, brilliant. That is really good. Fuck! Tickle's dead!

Oh, shit. Jesus.

Oh, Phil, for fuck's sake. I'm sorry, I just, you know...

Who's that? No-one. Ah, Minister, sorry.

She's your girlfriend. Get her a fucking tea.

I'm the minister. I don't even know where tea is made. Make her a tea.

with a fucking light sabre in his desk -

running this department when Mannion's away. Yeah? It's a fucking joke.

I'm in charge because I'm a Jedi and you're a fucking Ewok.

As a minister I should at least express condolences.

That, that should come from Peter. But he's not here. I am.

Look, I speak for Peter and I say that we look guilty if we say we're sorry he died.

and then you can't respond - you get sucked fucking inside out.

Right, fuck. Adam, we need to.

This is just great, this is just fucking great.

Right, I'm in fucking charge and I am going Nordic drama.

so just fucking ring me, OK?

Fuck it, the whole of university. PHONE RINGS

No, I can categorically say that Peter Mannion will not be resigning over this.

SHE LAUGHS No! No, Peter's not resigning!

Peter, Peter, I want to hear new ideas ricocheting off your sinuses like a pinball,

Yes and ho. You idiot, that's fucking mental.

No blocking, Peter, only counterpoint.

Good idea, bad idea? Good idea for me. I wouldn't get any more of your fucking emails.

Try and stay cross-legged if you can, Peter. Don't break the circle.

I'm 54, Stewart. My knees are fucked and my patience is snapped.

Some of us had to go through this hippy shit the first time around.

No. Give me the fucking ball, Stewart.

Just suppose your free-range, no-consequences bullshit