The Thick of It2005

Oliver Reeder:
[on the phone, after the antidepressants thing breaks] Hello.

Malcolm Tucker:
Right, what's the plan?

Oliver Reeder:
They don't have a plan.

Malcolm Tucker:
Perhaps you should give them one.

Oliver Reeder:
Oh, yes, fantastic, actually, Malcolm, because I have a very suitable one attached to the underside of my scrotum, so why don't we...

Malcolm Tucker:
Shut it, you're using up all the minutes on my talk-to-your-head-cancer tariff. Listen, get hold of Nick. Ask him if he's thought of sounding out another body. Suggest Claire Ballantine. She's highly regarded, she's clean, and she could, theoretically, occupy the same space as Tom. Call me in three.