- And, yes, thank you, you look like a bloody arse-faced toad and you ought to go fuck yourself with a rake, for all the great galloping fucks that people don't give about you and your policies, and half-hour increments is the stupidest thing I've been asked to do in seven years in the department, but that's been the past month in a nutshell, then, hasn't it! You are grossly incompetent, you're going to end up getting all three of us killed, and we are not your private goddamned army, which Crouch really ought to have expla - Gid, mate, you aren't writing.

*He's stopped a few feet away, looking down at just 'Dolores' on the page with an epic frown of disapproval.*