PRODUCTIVE?

LOOK. BERNARD.

MICKEY ROURKE HAD ANOTHER FACELIFT.
HE LOOKS LIKE HIS TROUSERS.

(PIERCING SCREAM)

BECKY! TELL ME YOU'RE HAPPY.

NO, NOTHING'S WRONG.

THAT'S THE TOXINS IN YOU TALKING.
COME ON, I'LL CENTRE YOUR YANG.

IT'S NOT MY FAULT I LOOK LIKE THIS.
YOU HAVEN'T WASHED MY THINGS.

"BOUFFANT. SANDRA BULLOCK SETS
UP A TINY HAIRDRESSER'S

- THAT'S ENOUGH QUESTIONS.
- STICK AROUND. WE'LL TALK IT OVER AFTER.

NO! NO, NO, NO, NO.

LIKE THE LOVE I FOUND IN
A LITTLE BOOKSHOP OFF RUSSELL SQUARE.

AND YOU, DON'T BLOW IT, OK?
JUST ACT CASUAL.

(MOBILE PHONE)

HELLO? YES, JANE. OH, RIGHT.

EVERYONE, THIS IS BERNARD.

BROWN SAUCE?

- WHO'S GUS? WHAT LUNCH?
- I'M GONNA BE LATE.

- PERFECT.
- I'LL SORT IT.

- COME ON, A HUNDRED QUID.
- NO.

- OH, I'M NOT VERY GOOD.
- THAT DOESN'T MATTER.

- NUTMEG! WE NEED NUTMEG!
- NUTMEG!

IT'LL PASS IN A MO.

OH, YES. (LAUGHS)