| Page | 1 |
| Frame | 1 |
| Description | GingerKahn, GentleSven Doc and TwoEyedJack chatter idly |
| gingerkahn | Work's a bit slack at the mo, shall we pop out for a gallon of ale? |
| twoeyedjack | Each I presume |
| doc | I wouldn't go for anything less |
| Frame | 2 |
| Description | On the TV is an errant Machine in London |
| gentlesven | Hey you guys come and look at this |
| Frame | 3 |
| Description | A close up of the Machine |
| twoeyedjack | There's something you don't see very often |
| Frame | 4 |
| Description | GingerKahn continues |
| gingerkahn | Yeah, so whose up for this drink? |
| Frame | 5 |
| Description | Doc flips through a spotters guide of Machines |
| doc | That's a Crudite 2, they've been out of commission for 10 years |
| Frame | 6 |
| Description | GentleSven answers the phone |
| Sfx | Kerring, Kerring |
| gentlesven | Yep, what now, Okey Dokey |
| Frame | 7 |
| Description | The phone hangs loose as the team rush off |
| gentlesven | Lads we're up for a shout |
| gingerkahn | So no time for that beer |
| twoeyedjack | I think London needs us |
