HE TRIED TO SEE UNDER MY CLOTHES.
LIKE I SAY, CHARLIE, A GIRL NEEDS AN 'OBBY.
AND YET TAKE INDIVIDUAL RESPONSIBILITY,
HOKEY COKEY, PIG IN A POKEY.
OH, GOD! SORRY.
- ARE YOU OK?
- YEAH.
DAVID...
NO, GIVE IT A CHANCE.
IT MIGHT BE REALLY, REALLY GOOD.
HELLO, JEAN. NO, IT'S ALL GOING SWIMMINGLY.
HERE'S THE BAY CITY ROLLERS
AND "BYE BYE BABY".
- BLOODY NORA!
- (ORIENTAL EXCLAMATION)
THEY FORECAST RAIN AGAIN LATER THIS AFTERNOON.
A PRESENT FOR UNCLE VETTY
FROM BENTLEY.
- YOU SATISFIED?
- YEAH!
- (WHY ARE WE HIDING?)
- (IT'S ROSS!)
WHEN?
STAG NIGHT COMING UP, WANT SOMETHING SAUCY?
MRS EYRE, IF YOU DON'T PAY, WE'LL TAKE THE TV.
BEFORE I BEGIN, I KNOW ONE OF
THE BEST PENS HAS GONE MISSING.
HE LEFT THE TOWN OF HIS OWN FREE WILL,
HE'LL RETURN FROM WHENCE HE CAME.
HELLO, MR KING.
NOT DOING YOUR RADIO SHOW?
NO, IT WERE MY HUSBAND GEORGE.
- RIGHT, THANKS.
- THERE'S OUR OWN ANT-KILLER,
STOP THE MACHINE!