(Sarah makes up and sees Karl coming out of his office)
Karl : Night, Sarah.
Sarah : Night, Karl.
Sarah : (phone rings and Sarah gets dissapointed) Yeah, absolutely. Free as a bird. Fire away.
[Scene #26]
Jamie : Alone again. Naturally.
[Scene #27]
man : I'll deal with it.
PM : Mm.
PM : Ah. Natalie.
Natalie : Sir.
PM : Thanks. Natalie. Erm, I'm starting to feel... uncomfortable about us working in such close proximity
every day and me knowing so little about you, it seems elitist and wrong.
Natalie : Well, there's not much to know.
PM : Well, erm, where do you live, for instance?
Natalie : Wandsworth. The dodgy end.
PM : Ah, my sister lives in Wandsworth.
Natalie : Oh.
PM : So which exactly is the dodgy end?
Natalie : Right at the end of the high street, Harris Street, near the Queen's Head.
PM : Right, yes, that is dodgy.
Natalie : Hm.
PM : Erm, and you live with your husband? Boyfriend? - Three illegitimate but charming children?
Natalie : No. I've just split up with my boyfriend actually, so I'm back with my mum and dad for a while.
PM : Ah. Sorry.
Natalie : No, it's fine. I'm well shot of him. - He said I was getting fat.
PM : I beg your pardon?
Natalie : He said no one'd fancy a girl with thighs the size of tree trunks. Not a nice guy, actually, in the end.
PM : Right... You know, erm... being Prime Minister, I could just have him murdered.
Natalie : Thank you, sir. I'll think about it.
PM : Do. The SAS are absolutely charming. Ruthless, trained killers are just a phone call away.
PM : Oh, God. (to Margaret Thatcher's painting) Did you have this kind of problem?
Yeah, course you did, you saucy minx.
[Scene #28]
Daniel : So, let's go. We can definitely crack this. Remember, I was a kid once, too.
So, come on, it's someone at school. Right?
Sam : Yeah.
Daniel : Uh-huh. Good, good. And what does she, he, feel about you?
Sam : SHE doesn't even know my name. And even if she did, she'd despise me.
She's the coolest girl in school. And everyone worships her because she's heaven.
Daniel : Good. Good. Well, basically you're fucked, aren't you?
[Scene #29]
Ant : Hi there and welcome back. So, Billy, three weeks till Christmas, looks like the real c ompetition is
gonna be Blue.
Billy : I saw them on the show last week. They weren't very nice about my record.
Dec : No. Little scamps.
Billy : But very, very talented musicians.
Ant : Yeah. Billy, I understand you've got a prize for our competition winners.
Billy : Yes, I have, Ant or Dec. It's a personalized felt-tip pen.
Dec : Oh, great.
Billy : It's brilliant. It even writes on glass, so if you've got a framed picture, like, for instance, this one of Blue,
you can just write on it.
(Billy writes "WE'VE GOT LITTLE PRICKS" on the poster)
Dec : Er, a lot of kids watching, Billy.
Billy : Oh, yes.
Billy : Hiy a, kids. Here's an important message from your Uncle Bill - don't buy drugs.
Become a pop star and they give you them for free.
Dec : And I do believe it's a commercial break. Thanks goodness. We'll see you soon. Bye!
