EXCUSE ME. ARE YOU WITH THE CARNIVAL?

THAT YOU WOULD RATHER STAY ZU HAUSE.

THE LAST TIME I SAW YOU, YOU WERE ONLY SO HIGH.

- LAMBERT AND BUTLER?
- GO ON, THEN.

ARE YOU COMIN'
TO THE CLITOROTICA ON SATURDAY?

THEN I REALISED. HOW COULD I TELL THEM?

I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE!

- UNDERNEATH THE BAROMETER.
- SORRY ABOUT THAT.

ALARM BELLS RINGING. BE VERY WARY OF PRAMS.

(EERIE CHANTING)

- LOUDER, MATTHEW.
- # COME AND BEHOLD HIM

A DIRTY BRUSH IS A USELESS BRUSH.

TO HAVE IN THE SHOP.

A LITTLE POACHED SALMON.
UM...FOIE GRAS.

REPEAT AFTER ME.

(DOORBELL)

- AND YOU ARE?
- NANCY GLASS, CASEY'S MOTHER.

WHO'S GAY? I'M NOT.

WE'RE ROLE-PLAYING. YOU OWE THAT

HA, HA, HA! NO, NO, NOT MINERAL WATER.

YOU KNOW THAT I HAVE A VERY SELECT CLIENTELE.

- CAN I HAVE A WORD, BOSS?
- YEAH.

I CAN'T REMEMBER THAT. YOU TELL HIM.

THIS EPIDEMIC IS OVER. THERE ARE NO MORE -