Heather Mills hops on stage, and goes up to a French Judge,
Heather
Hello is this the Paris Coroners court, I’d like to report a murder, I’m Heather Mills
Coroner
Er whose?
Heather
Mine Sir Paul McCartney murdered me, and I demand an investigation.
Coroner
You don’t look very dead?
Heather
Oh yeh, well I have sworn statements, from my hair dresser, and my nutritionist Jillian McKeith, saying I was murdered, so it must be true, now get that inquest started.
Coroner
Look you crazy, English, person, you are clearly not dead, I don’t care what Snippy Sue, or Mrs Poo have to say.
Heather
It’s not bloody fair, Diana, Jill Dando, Maddy McCanne they all had inquests, I wanna an inquest, I’m blond, and pretty, and tragic, I wanna an inquest.
Coroner
Maybe there is some one who can help, I can give you Barry Georges number.