I thought you'd be down by that rotting badger.

That feels a little bit better. 

Find one all right, then? 

Yes, there's a pub on the other side of that slope. 

Very friendly. 

Did you want to go?

I’m fine, thanks. 

Mrs. Warboys :

You haven't moved very far, Mr Meldrew. 

Victor :

Evidently not. 

Mrs. Warboys :

I thought you'd be down by that rotting badger. 

Victor :

We're not. Not likely to be, at this rate. 

Did you get my crisps? 

Mrs. Warboys :

No, sorry. They didn't have 

salt & vinegar. Only smoky bacon. 

Victor :

I asked you to get smoky bacon. 

Mrs. Warboys :

You asked for salt & vinegar. 

Victor :

I said don't get salt & vinegar, 

get smoky bacon! 

Mrs. Warboys :

They had smoky bacon. 

Victor :

But you didn't get any. 

Mrs. Warboys :

Three huge boxes. 

Victor :

But you didn't get any. 

Mrs. Warboys :

No. 

Victor :

Thank you very much indeed… 

I was looking forward to those.

It's the only thing that's kept me going for the last 15 minutes. 

Anyone want a drink at all? 

Is there any tea left? l'll have the pineapple but only if there's some ice left. l suppose it was to be expected... on a bank holiday. lt's too late to go anywhere now. We may as well turn round and head back home. Still, at least it's been a day out. Change from just sitting inside all the time. - There you are. - Thanks. - What's this? - What's what? There's a wasp in this ice cube! 

(Mrs Warboys) 

I know. I didn't think you were all that fussy. 

Didn't think I was fussy! 

I'll have a slice of dead rat, if you've got one. 

And a dog turd on a cocktail stick! 

What's got into you? 

Getting all coarse and crude all of a sudden. 

What's got into me? 

Bloody freeze-dried wasp, very nearly!

I've had a gutful of today, 

I can tell you.