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[inside the night-club
] I want to pleasure you with my tongue.
[Georgie walks away in disgust. She sees Jez who has been waiting for her outside the night-club, dressed in his shorts after escaping from his "quick-release trousers"
: Hello. Jez
: Hi. Georgie
: This is a surprise. Jez
: Yeah, isn't it. Georgie
: What are you doing here? Was it Scouts tonight? Jez
: No, no. I was just passing. Are you OK? Georgie
] Yeah. Jez
: Did he try to "pleasure you with his tongue"? Georgie
: Is it that obvious? Jez
: It's kind of a compulsion with him. He has to exchange fluids with everyone he meets. That's why we never have pets.
: Dylan's completely trustworthy. He's just a bit unreliable in some areas.
: Now *that* is a thing of beauty. Jez
: Who you're flirting with. Dylan
: You fallen? Jez
: No I haven't. Dylan
: Jez, you've got a little bit of a crush? You're wasting your time. Jez
: I know: you're good looking and I'm too technical. Dylan
: Jez, you've got to stop punishing yourself. You're not too technical, just ugly, gross ugly.
Friend of Lady Georgina
: Well done! Marvellous race, Lady Georgina. Georgie
: Oh thank you. Oh, I forgot to mention that. Jez
: *Lady* Georgina? Georgie
: You're not cross, are you? No, you're pleased. Dylan
: Doctor, peer of the realm and with secretarial skills? Who'd be cross?
[Jez is discovered in the Rays' house. He tries to escape but Geoff catches hold of his trousers as he is climbing over the fence
] I've got you now, boy. I've got you now.
[Jez presses a button on his waistband and shoots upwards and over the fence, minus his trousers
: [to himself
] All praise to my quick-release trousers.
[filling in "complete the following phrase" coupons for prize draws
: "In not more than eight words, explain why you buy Zappy Nappies." Dylan
: "I buy Zappy Nappies for my kids..." Shit, I've run out of words. Jez
: We could try that: "I buy Zappy Nappies for my kids' shit." I've got it: "Weighs less that a bun. Holds more than a ton." Dylan
: That's completely disgusting. Jez
: But it's honest.
[Georgie is fast asleep next to Jez in the car
: You know, I can see it now - she's a stunningly attractive woman. Jez
: It means she's relaxed in our company. Dylan
: If she relaxes any more it could get very messy. Jez
: Don't. She might hear you. Dylan
: Jez, look at her. She's wasted. God only knows what she was up to last night. Jez
: You're twisted. She's got charm and warmth and... Dylan
: ...and neat little sit-up breasts.
: I was wondering... would you... perhaps you'd might consider... or... or think about... possibly... Dylan
: I think he's trying to ask you if you'd like to kiss him. Georgie
: Oh, go on then.
[Jez and Georgie kiss passionately
: Has the British aristocracy lost all sense of decency?
[sees Floss approaching
: I certainly hope so.