John Clarke and Taxi Driver in “A Conflict of Interest”

I beg your pardon. What do you mean "no signal"? No signal. I’m at the centre of the universe. I’m at the epicentre of the known cosmos. No signal.

Ninety-seven per cent coverage, those new phones.

Really? The other three per cent presumably consists of the central business district and a couple of outlying districts in which human beings live.