Serge Poniatowski (Blatherskite’s chief celebrity interviewer): Ouch!
KGB man (aka UEFA press officer): If you think that hurts, wait to see what else we’ve got left over from the cold war!
Serge: But why are you doing this? I’m a journalist, I’m here to watch Manchester United play Chelsea!
KGB man: A likely story. You can watch them play in London. And your name’s Poniatowski, Kings of Poland!
Serge: Well actually yes. Ouch!
KGB man: So you admit it?
Serge: Admit what?
KGB man: That you’re really here to plot against Tsar Putin, just like you Poles always did.
Serge: No, no, no. Vlad’s one of my best mates, we used to go shooting together. And chase girls around Monte Carlo when he was with the KGB. Ouch!
KGB man: You really know him?
Serge (breathless by now): ‘Course I do.
KGB man: Hmm. If we let you got you’ll say nothing about this?
Serge: Never.
KGB man: You got a ticket for the match?
Serge: No, actually.
KGB man: OK, pick one up at the door. And you say nothing about this!
Serge: Oh thanks - who’s going to win?
KGB man: Who do you think?
Serge: Oh yeah, well thanks anyway (hobbles out into Dzerzhinky Street).
