ABANDON THAT, LYNN, IT'S NOT WORKING.
OK, DOOMSDAY SCENARIO.

IT SAYS "COCK, PISS, PARTRIDGE".

WASN'T PLEASANT.

THAT ALL LOOKS A LITTLE BIT
LIKE DEATH ROW, DOESN'T IT?

"
THAT SOUNDS DISCONCERTINGLY VAGUE.

HE COMES OUT, "NOT MY TRIUMPH STAG!
I'VE JUST HAD IT RESPRAYED!"

IT'S LIKE "THE X-FILES", BUT A PLEASANT ONE.

I GOT IT BACK AS A CHRISTMAS PRESENT
FROM MY BROTHER-IN-LAW, MINUS THE POWER PACK,

DON'T RUB YOUR FANNY ON ME.

- IT IS VERY NICE.
- I'M SORRY.

KING ROAD.

LEAVE IT ABOUT FIFTEEN MINUTES.

HELLO?

IT'S 4.50 AM.

WELCOME TO TAPE TWO
OF "LET GO WITH ALAN PARTRIDGE",

IF YOU SEE A FIELD WITH A POND,
WITH A FAMILY HAVING A PICNIC,

- WHAT'S THIS LITTLE SINK, HERE?
- THAT'S A RINSER.

START THE ENGINE.