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Alice, I do just need to warn you that in this episode there are going to be some very

naughty words. Don't say you weren't warned.

Matt, you wanted to see me? Yes, no need to sit down. We won't be long.

Alice, I think we're going to make some changes here at British scandal. That is such good news.

I was thinking the exact same thing, freshen it up. Yes, personal wise. Maybe move people out, move someone else in.

Yeah, I think I know who you're talking about. Not to name names, but Millie Choo, producer. Yeah.

Well, actually, I was thinking more closer to home. Ah, okay. Oh, gosh.

Yeah. Exactly producer Joe Sykes. Yeah, we're on the same page. And that is what I mean is

we're moving you on. Oh, gosh. So I'm kind of

almost going into management from a host role like a promotion up. Oh, miss you.

Alice, you're fired. Ah, I'm fine. I didn't see coming.

7th of July 2022, 240am Downing Street.

Boris looks around the room at his exhausted team.

Summer slumped over the desk, snoring, others wander around sipping coffee, desperately trying to stay awake.

He rubs his eyes, he's exhausted. His head pounds in his body aches, but he can't rest.

His premiership is crumbling. MPs have been resigning all day, one after the other.

At the last count, it was 59, but the truth is he's lost track.

His cabinet or what's left of it have asked him to resign and the fight to replace him has already started.

He rubs his forehead, power is draining away from him by the minute, but he's not going to give it.

He slams down his fist on the large oval desk. What is the sleepy faces look up startled?

What do you fuckers must have something? He watches people stretch and yorn.

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