ALISTAIR DARLING IS TALKING TO HIS WIFE, WHOSE READING A NEWSPAPER.
WIFE.
Morning dear.
ALISTAIR
Morning dear we're doomed.
WIFE
Darling, darling can you stop saying that. You know Gordon said he'd reshuffle you if you keep saying we're doomed.
ALISTAIR
Sorry Darling, darling.
WIFE
Oh how terrible there's some miners trapped underground.
ALISTAIR
Entombed.
WIFE
Alistair! The new serie's of Dr Who will have those space Rhinos again.
ALISTAIR
Judoon'd
WIFE
Stop that, ooh here's a job for you, for when Gordon sacks you. They're remaking Dad's Army, and they need a new Private Frasier.
ALISTAIR
We're doomed.