THEME MUSIC FADES OUT. WE SEE A MAN, JEREMY KYLE (FOR IT IS HE) TALKING TO A DISABLED GUEST ON HIS SHOW.
KYLE
Welcome back to the Jeremy Kyle show. Chantelle-
GUEST
Stephanie-
KYLE
Whatever – you’ve got problems, and as regular watchers of the show will be aware of, I’m not a trained counsellor. But I do know one thing: you are a blood-sucking, obese loser, with an alcohol problem and a face like Jimmy Krankie. Why haven’t you found a job?
GUEST
I don’t have any arms.
KYLE
According to this lie detector test you have! (HOLDS UP RESULTS)
GUEST
It’s obviously wrong, isn’t it?! I can’t even fill out application forms!
KYLE
You’re pathetic. When I was a kid I ate the disinfectant blocks in the public urinals for dinner and slept in a hedge. And I still managed to hold down a full-time job.
Look at you. You’re a disgrace. You’ve had more buns in the oven than Gregg’s bakery.
GUEST
Well you’ve got a gambling problem. And you’re not very tactful either.
KYLE
Twenty quid says I don’t. (HOLDS OUT HAND TO SHAKE ON IT. REALISES.) Oh, get lost. Cripple.
ENDS