The Comic Strip Presents...1982

[Stan and Billy are holding Mary hostage. Her estranged Bank manger, husband Max has just come in to pick up a few things. He realises that Mary is not alone and that Stan and Billy are carrying loaded weapons]

Max:
Mary, Mary. There's no necessity for s. I'm not a violent man. You know that. All I came for was a clean pair of socks and the wedding photograph and I'll be right out...

Mary:
Shut up Max! These men want to rob your bank. They're going to hold me hostage while you go the bank and get the money.

Billy:
There's six million in there. We want it all.

Max:
[Looking at a clock's he's tucked away in his overcoat pocket] It's closed now.

Billy:
Well open it.

Stan:
yeah, you've the keys. We've seen you.

Max:
Yeah, well I have but unfortunately the vault's on a time clock. Nobody can open it till tomorrow.

Billy:
What we going to do Stan?

Max:
I know. You can stay here tonight. I'll cook dinner.

Billy:
What we having?

Max:
What about Risotto?

Billy:
Sounds poncy.

Stan:
No Billy. I like Risotto. Do you wanna hand?

[Mary gives an annoyed look. She's clearly not amused by the odd situation]