YOU'RE RIGHT THERE, TED.

TO BE RECOGNISED.

HE HAD US LOOKING
EVERYWHERE FOR THEM.

I SUPPOSE...
I SUPPOSE ALL WE CAN DO NOW IS PACK.

GOD, THAT'LL COST A FORTUNE TO FIX.

FINE PORT, BEAUTIFUL SURROUNDINGS...

WHY IS THE WINDOW OPEN?

- I'LL GIVE YOU A CLUE.
- NO CLUES!

WHERE NORMALLY
THERE WOULD BE MOORS, FATHER!

I'LL BE ON MY WAY, PADRE.

YES, I THINK I'LL JUST
STOP TALKING TO FATHER JACK NOW.

YOU REALISE THAT IMAGE WILL
STAY WITH ME FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE?

YES, BUT DOES HE EVER STOP
RUNNING IN THAT FECKING WHEEL?

PLEASE, PLEASE, ONE MORE CHANCE,
THAT'S ALL I ASK. PLEASE! PLEASE!

TO THE PUB, TED!

WELL, I'VE GOT BAD NEWS FOR YOU,
SO-CALLED TODD UNCTIOUS.

DOES IT NOT GET CONFUSED
WITH HABITAT?

COME ON, FATHER. I'LL GET YOU A SEAT
RIGHT AT THE FRONT!

THE CHINESE. A GREAT BUNCH OF LADS.

IT IS.

SO, THERE'S NO WAY
HE'LL BE ABLE TO PLAY?

MAYBE WE SHOULD STICK WITH IT, TED.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
BYE, BISHOP BRENNAN. WE LOVE YOU!

AH, LOOK AT THAT, TED.
SURE, IT'S FALLING APART!