(..) You can't call Glen, you sacked him. Baby, it's out of my hands. I'm sorry. Look, I don't want to speak to you right now, OK? There, there, Roz, pet. Have a nice glass of champagne. - Thanks. - It's a shame Santi couldn't be here. He's probably partying with Galacticos in Spain. (..)

(..) You stupid? I'm gonna miss the team plane! I'm not stupid. I'm not an alarm clock! - Hi. Trondheim, first class. - OK. I'll see what I can do. - More champagne, sir? - Yes, please. Excuse me. I got it, I got it. Excuse me. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry about the peanuts. It's been a good one, Santi. (..)