GORDON BROWN IS TALKING TO ALISTAIR DARLING.
ALISTAIR
Gordon I don't believe it we won Glenrothes.
GORDON MOANS IN PAIN AND GRABS HIS FACE,
ALISTAIR
Gordon are you ok? Are the stab wounds in your back playing up?
GORDON CARRYS ON MOANING AND HOLDING HIS FACE.
ALISTAIR
Is it the cheek Tony bit off when you nicked his job?
GORDON RAISES HIS HEAD HE IS SMILING.
ALISTAIR
You're smiling, oh God it's horrible.
GORDON
We won a minor seat and all I had to do was destroy the countries economy and make a half arsed effort to fix it. Kiss me Darling.
ALISTAIR
No Gordon you know how jealous Mandy gets. But what next there's not enough disasters to over turn Cameron's lead?
GORDON
But there will be, now where's the launch codes for our nuclear missile?
ALISTAIR
We're all doomed.
GORDON
We're not, but Notting hill, Liverpool and the wankers in Brighton are.