Oh! I see. So Drubbins's pig sty wasn't good enough eh? He has been very much put out by this disclosure and his prize piggies are depressed. They do so much look forward to your regular visits by parachute y'know.
Actually, I think one has absconded because a distinctive aroma has just wafted up from beneath the office window. No, my mistake. It's you-know-who.
Duxy hastily scrambles out through the briefing room door and makes for the comparative safety of the bomb-dump.
'Find your enemy and shoot him down - everything else is unimportant.'
