Hic! Victory is mine! [kneeling] We thank thee Lord, that in thy merc- [hah] Bet you're gay! Bread! Now look, it's not important. Greetings, Tim the Enchanter. Nothing -- here's your nine pence. 'Allo! Who is zis? Mind your own business! Sorry, sorry. See what I mean, I just get carried away. I really must -- sorry, sorry! Sorry, everyone.