RIMMER crawls unsteadily to the clock and peers at it blearily. He is
clearly suffering the awful after-effects of drinking.
RIMMER: Saturday.
LISTER: Is that the best you can do?
RIMMER: There are some numbers next to it, but they could be anything.
LISTER: Do you know what I fancy right now?
RIMMER: A big, fat woman with thighs the size of a hippo's.
LISTER: No, I want a triple fried egg butty with chili sauce and chutney.
RIMMER: (Managing to sit down in a chair.) Me too.
LISTER: Well no problem then. Nothing's too good for the deathday boy.
RIMMER: Correct! (Punches air.)
A double will do for me.
Coriander chutney and sriracha chili sauce with tomatoes and two fried eggs on bread.
i thought i was the only person who still remembers Red Dwarf! used to watch that late at night on the BBC, unbeknownst to my parents. i gasp at the thought of them finding out...
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