Tragic that Saturday's episode was probably the last one ever. A few excellent comments to go out with (from the Guardian): Emma: "What the **** are you trying to do? Prove the Mayans right?" Dan: "I like getting on my high horse. I look good on it. Like a knight." Peter: "Stewart, any thoughts from within your ******* dream-yurt?" Andrew, to Terri: "One of the many, many things that baffles me about you is that you remain unmurdered." Malcolm: "You're not even Manchester's top Malcolm Tucker tribute band." Peter: "I haven't felt this alive in months. I feel like I've had a health scare." Malcolm: "Drive off like that again and I'll stick the meter so far down your throat that you'll be able to tell the price of your next shit." Glenn, to Fergus: "I will lamp you ... with a lamp." Glenn, to Fergus: "In the last two years you've bent like a human ******* palm tree, swaying to the gup of these six-toed, born-to-rule ponyfuckers." Glenn: "Peter, it's been dreadful. I hope your cock falls off." Andrew: "He's gone Glental." Malcolm: "Out of my way, you ******* human mooncup." But my own personal favourite: Malcolm to Olly : 'I'm bitchin', busier than a two twatted hooker'.