I'll get it.

Who's that?

Don't they know it's Friday night?

What are you up to?

Oh, hi Jim.

Hello Johnny.

Your mum there?

It's Adam.

I'm Johnny.

Always get you mixed up.

You look so similar.

Do we?

Good boy.

Adam, could you tell him to come later?

No, we're eating.

Do you mind if you come back later?

We're just eating at the moment.

Mmm, something smells good.

Yeah? We're just about to have our din-dins, aren't we?

Aren't we, Wilson?

The er, chops.

Right.

Oh, it's just about the sponsorship form.

Charity.

Your mum said she'd sponsor me for the...

Oh, John and the bloody go away!

Martin!

If you could just come back after dinner.

Yes, I'll see you later.

Thanks Johnny.

Adam.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on, Wilson.

He must think I'm such a mean cow.

He keeps asking me to sponsor him, but I'm always busy.

What's he doing, anyway?

Oh, some charity badminton or backgumming game or something.

I don't know, you know.

They're quite different.

Who was that, the council?

The council?

When has the council ever been round?

What?

What?

Adam, your mother tells me your radio jingle is on tonight.

Rather formal.

Um, yes.

It's a... well, it's a start, you know.

And, er, who wrote the music?

Um, I did, Dad.

It's a jingle.

Brilliant.

And what's it for?

Car insurance.

Ooh, the big time.

Thank you.

Ooh, cars.

Car insurance.

Well, well done, Adam.

To our favourite son.

Yes, the favourite.

To our favourite son.

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