Fuck's sake. (Ollie answers his phone) Oliver Reeder.
Have you sorted it, Ollie?
It's not quite sorted just yet, Malcolm, it's difficult –
Shall I send Jamie over? Would you like that?
No, no –
You and Jamie and a rubber truncheon, locked in that fucking newsroom together.
No, I'm fine.
Then make me happy. Bring me sunshine.
Right, I'll make you happy, Malcolm. (Ollie hangs up) Dickwad. (Ollie's phone rings again. He answers it) Oliver Reeder.
Hey all right, shitebag, you done it yet?
I'm just in the middle of doing it right now, but every time I try –
WELL, FUCKING HURRY UP! GET OFF THE FUCKING PHONE!
(Ollie hangs up) Fuck's sake! (His phone rings yet again. He answers) I'm fucking doing it! I'm just – Sorry Emma, yeah, hi. I'm stuck in that meeting about equal pay. It's just – it's gone over. But, uh, but - Hey, you know, tonight. Are we still on? (beat) Yeah. Yeah, Solaris, here we come. Bye.
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