Churchyard. 3:OO.

What do you think he wants?

REVEREND SHOOTER: Would Sergeant Angel come to the stage, please?

Here to announce the wínners ís the newest addítíon to the Sandford Políce force.

Service.

Sergeant Nícholas Angel.

(ALL CHEERING)

Prick. Wanker.

(FEEDBACK SCREECHES)

Hello. Hello.

The fírst name ís Símon Skínner.

He's in the loo.

Too much of Joyce's Iemonade, perhaps.

(CRASHING)

(RATTLING)

And the next name ís...

Tím Messenger.

Tím, your number's up.

(ALL LAUGH)

(CHIMES)

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Hi-hi.

(EXCLAIMS)

(EXCLAIMS)

Oh, no!

Stand back, stand back!

There's been a terrible accident.

Accident?

Just an accident.

lt's all right, it's all right. There's nothing to see.