LIDINGTON: Phil
HAMMOND: Where's Theresa?
LIDINGTON: Still in 'Spoons
GRAYLING: Hello!
GOVE: <banshee wail>
HAMMOND: Jesus CHRIST
LIDINGTON: Your filter's off
GOVE: sORRy BetTER?
HAMMOND: Showtime chaps...
GRAYLING: To war!
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HAMMOND: That's a cupboard Chris
LIDINGTON: Here
HAMMOND: Yo
MAY: Here
GRAYLING: Cause we got a little convoy
MAY: Chris
GRAYLING: Rockin' through the night.
MAY: CHRIS
GRAYLING: What
MAY: We can all hear you
GRAYLING: Sorry
HAMMOND: Shh! Mufasa's up
LIDINGTON: Something about airlocks
HAMMOND: I don't know I think it's a metaphor
LIDINGTON: For what?
HAMMOND: To be honest I don't think he knows. He's just stuck down that path now and is trying to wing it out.
GOVE: SouNDS fAMiLIar
MAY: Hey
HAMMOND: The day was going so well
GRAYLING: Meow meow meow meow
MAY: Shit. Was hoping we'd get Swire through
GRAYLING: Meow meow meow meow
HAMMOND: Chris
GRAYLING: Meow me
MAY: CHRIS!
HAMMOND: Does we REALLY need him in this thinkspace?
LIDINGTON: "Simba! All this will one day be yours!"
MAY: Guys. I'm trying to listen to Geoff
GOVE: "mY SoN. YoU WoULD pICk a wiFE frOM NeW YoRK?!"
LIDINGTON: Wait. What's that one?
GOVE: ComING tO AMeRIca
HAMMOND: GREAT film
MAY: guys please
MAY: Well okay. But he says it prettier
HAMMOND: He can say it from the back of a Unicorn. The DUP will still think he's full of shit.
GOVE: i CErtAINLy aM
GRAYLING: I thought today was Brexit
HAMMOND: It is Chris.
GRAYLING: So why is everyone asking questions about airlocks now?
MAY: Because fuck. My. Life.
LIDINGTON: Fuck!
GOVE: iT'S aLRIghT foR YoU. I gOT 'baCKStOP'
MAY: Can you even process alcohol?
GOVE: nO. LUcKIly fOR YoU
HAMMOND: I'm not surprised. Normally he streams Fortnite at this time of day.
MAY: I feel a bit bad about that. But this was the only way I could get him worked up enough to chip in our side.
HAMMOND: Sneaky.
MAY: Thanks.
LIDINGTON: The problem with Sir William is he thinks he's a real knight
HAMMOND: A knight of the bland table
MAY: Did he just plug his book?
HAMMOND: Yes
MAY: Any good?
LIDINGTON: It's like this but longer
MAY: Jesus
MCDONNELL: Jesus Christ!
STARMER: What on earth?
GOVE: SeT YOu uP aN ELDriTCH thINKspACE. sEEmED oNLy faIR
MCDONNELL: Um. Thanks?
GOVE: nO PrOBlEM
STARMER: Um. Won't this mean you can read our thoughts?
GOVE: aW. It'S SwEEt thAT YoU thiNK i dON't dO THaT AlREadY
MCDONNELL: Yeah. He does a really good line in 'angry Pooh Bear'
STARMER: I see it more as 'disappointed Mr Barrowclough'. I think it's the jumper.
MCDONNELL: Fair point. He does look like Norman Stanley Fletcher just stole his bicycle.
MAY: Dirty little traitor. Wonder if he's found Dover yet.
GRAYLING: Boooooo. BOOOO!
HAMMOND: This is an Eldritch thinkspace Chris. He can't hear you.
GRAYLING: Oh. Right. Yes. Sorry.
GRAYLING:
GRAYLING: Still though. Boooo!
MAY: Boo indeed.
MCDONNELL: I can picture it now. Full Mad Max. "Dad how did we end up living on Leader Grayling's great truck caravan?"
STARMER: "Because sovereignty son. Sovereignty. Now eat your chlorinated chicken."
MAY: Who?
LIDINGTON: Oh come on! You must remember him
MAY: Nope.
LIDINGTON: Seriously?!
MAY: Wait. Devastating cuts to legal aid guy! The one who quit first!
LIDINGTON: That's him!
MAY: He's looking well.
LIDINGTON: Better than us.
HAMMOND: Done it. It's the worst. He tries to get clever with every rule
GOVE: I diSAPProVE oF d&D
HAMMOND: Good lord why?
GOVE: ApPRopriATEs mY cULture
HAMMOND: Fair point
STARMER: I think that's pretty much it.
MCDONNELL: May's nodding
STARMER: This is my shocked face.
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STARMER: Do you know what he's going to say?
MCDONNELL: No fucking idea. But as long as it doesn't include the word 'abstain' we won't get lynched.
HAMMOND: God. what have we done.
MAY: I don't know but I don't like it.
GOVE: GiVE hIM tiME. Don'T PanIC
LIDINGTON: I legitimately don't know.
GRAYLING: Jon Pertwee maybe?
HAMMOND: That's Doctors, Chris
LIDINGTON: How many have we had?
MAY: Twelve I think
HAMMOND: No that's Doctors as well?
MAY: Really? Feels like twelve.
STARMER: Yup
MCDONNELL: Despite the fact that we STILL have a less developed Brexit position than Lord Buckethead
STARMER: Yup
MCDONNELL: Great
STARMER: Yup
HAMMOND: Bet you a tenner she does
LIDINGTON: Can't she hear us?
GOVE: mUTed HeR
LIDINGTON: I think it went well.
GRAYLING: I liked it.
HAMMOND: You're still fucked.
MAY: Thanks Phil.
HAMMOND: Anytime.
GRAYLING: Oh no but I need the loo.
MAY: Oh for god sake Chris. Why didn't you go in break?!
GRAYLING: I didn't need to then.
HAMMOND: Oh my FUCKING God. You do this. Every. Time.
GRAYLING: I really need to go!
MAY: Well you'll have to hold it in now.
LIDINGTON: Depends on what time we get out.
SPEAKER: The ayes to the right 24 the nos to the left 600
LIDINGTON: Well I'm so glad we voted on that. Bloody Edward Leigh.
HAMMOND: Main motion time!
GOVE: hEre
HAMMOND: What is it?
GOVE: trUST mE
HAMMOND:
GOVE:
HAMMOND: No fucking chance.
GOVE: oH FoR GoD SAke. FinE. It's CoOP CHoRIZo CoRN
HAMMOND: Jesus Christ this is AMAZING
GOVE: IsN'T iT? IT's lIKe craCK fOR hIPStERs
GRAYLING: No wait I forgot to go again!
MAY: Oh for the love of...
HAMMOND: <crunch><crunch>
MAY: Wait, you're not going to say anything?
HAMMOND: <crunch>
MAY: Not a single swear?
HAMMOND: Seriously. These chorizo corns are AMAZING
GOVE: OmG arEN't ThEY?
SPEAKER: The ayes to the right 202. the nos to the left 432
LIDINGTON: Has ANY government ever endured a defeat on the floor of the Commons of more than 100?
HAMMOND: Nope
GRAYLING: Yes! We set a record!
HAMMOND: Not a good one Chris
GRAYLING: Oh.
MCDONNELL: Yup
STARMER: Remind me what that achieves?
MCDONNELL: Precisely fuck all.
STARMER: Excellent.
HAMMOND:
MAY:
HAMMOND:
MAY:
HAMMOND: Chorizo corn?
MAY: Thanks.
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