(Jim Sweeney
and Paul Merton - in a confessional)
Jim: Just come in and tell us your sins
Paul: Kevin... my next door neighbor... I buried him up to his neck in sand
Jim: Let me see if I got this right - Kevin?
Paul: My my yes, Kevin, that was his name
Jim: No no, not Kevin!
Paul: Ooooh yes it was!
Jim: Please don't tell me it was Kevin!
Paul: Uh...um....Q? uh...um...what word beings with Q?!
Clive: Q does! the word Q begins with Q.
Paul: Q...Gardens is where I buried him up to his neck.
Jim: Right, well that's a terrible sin, there may be no way that
I can absolve you.
Paul: Surely father there must be something you can do.
Jim: ...Teddy! I could give you a little teddy and you could cuddle it, it might make you feel better.
Paul: Urdu. I like your urdu. (hairdo)
Jim: Very kind of you to say so, thank you very much.
Paul: Uh...windily?
Jim: Xylophones need these, to make the notes shine better.
Paul: Youngsters know best.
Jim: Zee, zee, zee, zee! I'm Jimmy Orsen calling Superman! zee zee zee!
Paul: About time too, I wondered when Superman was gonna turn up.
Jim: big git, superman.
Paul: Yeah...uh...cheah. uh - can you tell me when he's gonna get here?
Jim: Don't know, but he could be here any minute. Look, there he is!
Paul: Everyone's looking up at the sky! is it a bird? is it a plane?
Jim: Frankly, I don't know!
Paul: Good heavens, look at the way he's soaring towards us!
Jim: Help, he's gonna land on our heads!
Paul: Incredibly so.
Jim: Just a minute, I'm off.