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but surely it's always been like...
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trains are a bloody joke.
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and gutless, you can't even hate them.
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much fun any more, is it?
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- Mmm-hmm. And your favourite colour is?
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John. I can tell.
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crowd, and they like you. Hugh.
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cook and amateur professional,
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of gold." Arse of gold, more like.
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with Andrew Neil.
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me for Luther Vandross.
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happened, Leonard?
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Jennifer, I tell you.
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parents. Basically, that's what's happened.
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- Stabbed them both to death.
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- I could not be more furious.
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- Exactly. Why?
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ratty, complained that the tonic water was flat,
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this was a tragedy waiting to happen
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I thought that would carry more weight.
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nice. That's charming, isn't it?
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knife, and all of a sudden it's my fault.
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did it. You said so yourself.
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my hand did it, Jennifer,
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not. It's the system.
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Jennifer. You know that.
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times, but they were lovely people.
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because the system failed again.
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shouldn't have gone out shopping.
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I must admit. Bloody Jennifer.
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here. But it's not you, darling.
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sure this kind of thing doesn't happen,
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didn't do their job.
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been here, I could...
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my angel. You weren't.
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you, just like it failed me.
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we going to do now?
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mind to kill you, to be honest.
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social services a lesson, wouldn't it?
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way out of three dead bodies.
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- Well, I'd rather I didn't,
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- The system, exactly.
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salaries, sitting there
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people, are being slaughtered.
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- Leonard's killed my parents.
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Well, until recently, nothing.
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broader sense, gentlemen,
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providing a higher and higher comic service
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have decided to institute a charter.
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a raft of key points,
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to ensure that you, the viewer...
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if you like.
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you have the right,
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power, to make a difference.
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sticky-out bits at the end.
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- And there is quality.
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to the standard that you'd expect
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charter commission,
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by a key team of top experts,
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a top team of key experts.
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grown-up way, charter marks.
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complaint about it is upheld,
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be humanely destroyed.
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sticky-out bit, delivery.
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where the timing is too...
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- Audience power.
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satisfaction and delivery.
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that poem go? Um...
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your mum and dad"
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Hane a freethy stipe
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Critch Botty trees a wipe"
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death of rock music.
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indulgence, to write it once more.
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we taste things.
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that we also smell.
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when I say spies, of course,
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with hidden cameras or false bottoms.
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sense of people who tell me things.
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me that in your spare time,
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at De Montfort University.
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of learning now.
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we've forgotten smell?
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forgotten smell?
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and tell me what you think.
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getting out of a Rover 200
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during the Royal Tournament?
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And I think that's a shame.
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now, as you can see.
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become very much a friend
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A Bit of Fry and Laurie.
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Where did I put it last?
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actually, you have to get up to find it?
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in authentic cinema sound,
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video, satellite, home shopping,
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a channel changer.
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get up and find it?
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amazing Wristchanger.
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arresting colours and fabrics,
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wrist, and need never be lost again.
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unnecessary and unpleasant standing up.
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all muscle groups. But that isn't all.
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to the Wristchanger,
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designed to enhance viewer comfort.
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American wrestling programme,
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"Ow!" Nature calls.
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goodbye to old milk bottles,
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associated with standing up.
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allows you to expel those wastes
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after a hard afternoon's drinking
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cola or isotonic drink,
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without having to leave the action.
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completely free companion, Comfipoo.
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turn into inside your tummy.
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to do something about it. No longer.
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moist wipe and tank module
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of entertainment, just for you.
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over, just end it.
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gone and finished with.
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be a better place without me.
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how many? Did I ever? What?
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How the hell did I...
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angel, second class.
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- How did you know that?
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- What's that?
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cut, because you were never born.
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for Christ's sake, will you?
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haven't got my wings yet.
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cock-wit's stolen my sodding car.
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You haven't been born.
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released into the community,
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370. but just frig off, will you?
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371. Angels don't frig, Rupert.
We don't have the training.
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372. Listen, Tiny Tim, get this. I
own the largest conglomerate
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373. of newspaper and satellite
television companies in the world.
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374. I've got slightly better
things to be doing than
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375. standing here talking to
a chocolate cake like you.
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376. Don't you understand, Rupert?
I'm your guardian angel.
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377. I'm gonna show you what this town would've
been like if you'd never been born.
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378. That way you'll realise your
life is worth living after all,
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379. the countless differences you've made to
people's lives, the joy you've spread.
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380. I'm going home. Where's
a bloody minicab?
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381. - Where to, Governor?
- Wapping. Wait a second.
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382. See the difference you've made?
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383. Wait a second. Where the arse
are all the satellite dishes?
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384. - There aren't any satellite dishes.
- What do you mean?
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385. I keep telling you, you
haven't been born yet.
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386. Mind how you go, gents.
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387. Thank you.
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388. People don't have satellite TV.
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389. They don't have the chance to watch
World Wrestling and Wheel of Fortune
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24 hours a day.
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391. They're still forced to
watch the old BBC and ITV,
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sports and news programmes.
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393. - You did away with all that.
- I did?
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394. Mmm-hmm, swept it all away.
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395. You pretended it was to
give people more choice,
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396. but actually it was just to
make you fabulously rich.
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397. Come on, let's go inside.
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398. Whoa, wait a minute.
Not my kind of place.
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399. Well, why not?
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400. Well, you know, a
lot of minorities.
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401. Don't you like minorities?
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402. Well, I don't mind them but, you know,
they're not gonna like me very much.
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403. No, no, no, I keep telling you,
because you haven't been born,
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404. the newspapers you would have owned
haven't been able to teach everybody
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they're foreign or different or left-wing.
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other, and liking this country.
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407. Heck, they might even like you.
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408. Now, two very nice
drinks, please.
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409. Jesus, mothering arse. Where
the hell are all the tits?
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410. They're right in front
of women's chests.
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411. I guess the editor didn't think
that was much of a news story.
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412. - Gotta have tits to sell a paper.
- Well, apparently not.
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413. Without your newspapers debasing
people's view of the world
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they produce,
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415. people have turned out to be interested
in all kinds of other things.
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416. Strange, isn't it?
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417. - Here, I'll get these.
- Thank you.
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418. Well, suck my arse.
Who the hell is that?
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419. That's the Queen. They
still have one, you see.
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420. Get me the cock out of here.
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421. - Well?
- It's brilliant. Totally bloody brilliant.
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422. Big red buses, free hospitals,
an amusing royal family,
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423. proper taxis, decent newspapers,
best television in the world,
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424. people actually getting
on with each other.
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425. - You like it? You really like it?
- It's fantastic, it's paradise.
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426. Oh, help me, Clarence.
I wanna live again.
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427. Well, this is
marvellous news, Rupert.
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428. Just think of the money I could
make in a world like this.
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429. I could introduce big tits, break
up the broadcasting monopolies,
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BBC, the royal family.
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absolute bloody fortune.
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432. Twat.
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433. Well, once more, old Father
Time has raised his sickle,
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down without stopping.
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435. We've come now to the end of this
edition of A Bit of Fry and Laurie.
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436. My colleague, thoughts, views,
visions, a summary, if you please.
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437. - Well, Stephen, it's been a...
- Oh, no, no, no. Not out loud.
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438. - Right. I'm so very...
- I know.
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439. I know, I know.
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440. My guests, have you... Have you chosen
tonight's cocktail? What's it to be?
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441. - Oh, a golden meteorite, I think, Stephen.
- Yes, please. A golden meteorite.
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442. A golden meteorite.
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443. Well, now, for a golden
meteorite you will need
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444. one shot gin, one shot vodka,
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tumbler, close up,
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sour mash sipping whisky,
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a slug of milk,
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451. We will also need some warm, warm,
warm, warm, warm, warmest music,
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452. which is achieved by
my saying these words,
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