SHITTING QUITTING.

"WHO WAS NICOLA MURRAY?
I'LL HAVE TO HURRY YOU, TEAMS."

I THINK I'VE GOT A TOUCH OF THE BRAIN TUMOURS,
AS WELL. NOT MUCH OF A FUCKING SOLDIER, IS HE?

THANK YOU VERY MUCH. THAT WAS
REALLY, ER, WONDERFUL. CARRY ON.

AS A SMALL RECOMPENSE FOR THE VITAL,
VITAL WORK THAT YOU DO...

IF I COULD TALK THAT SOUR-FACED BITCH
INTO ANYTHING,

- YOU DON'T KNOW?
- NO.

I KNOW. I UNDERSTAND THAT,
AND I KNOW NOTHING IS SACRED.

RIGHT.

NO NEED TO STAND, AS THE PM
SAID TO ME THIS MORNING.

GOD, I HATE THE COUNTRY.
GET HIGHER, YOU IDIOT.

LOOK, NICOLA, THE TAXPAYER
IS NOT BANKROLLING YOU

HE JUST STAMPS ON IT.

TINNY TEMPAH.
IT COULD HAVE BEEN WORSE,

GET IT IN PERSPECTIVE. IT'S NOT A MAJOR LIE.

HE'S CUT US OUT OF THE 8:30 BRIEFINGS.

MALCOLM: WE'RE GONNA
LOOK DESPERATE, ALL RIGHT?

TINKER, TAILOR, SOLDIER, CUNT?!

I NEED TO USE YOUR BOG.

- ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
- I'M FUCKING ALL RIGHT.

IN FACT,

WHAT?

DON'T NEEDLE ME, MALCOLM.
NOT WHEN PEOPLE ARE UNDER SCRUTINY.

ALL RIGHT, WHAT DO YOU WANT, MALCOLM?