Charles: Oh, God. I’ll just live inside your trousers or something. It would be much easier!
Camilla: (laughs) What are you going to turn into, a pair of knickers? (both laugh). Oh, you’re going to come back as a pair of knickers.
Charles: Or, God forbid, a Tampax. Just my luck! (laughs)
Camilla: You are a complete idiot! (laughs) Oh what a wonderful idea.
Charles: My luck to be chucked down a lavatory and go on and on forever swirling round on the top, never going down!
Camilla: (laughing) Oh darling!
Charles: Until the next one comes through.
Camilla: Oh perhaps you could just come back as a box.
Charles: What sort of box?
Camilla: A box of Tampax so you could just keep going.
Charles: That’s true.
Camilla: Repeating yourself. (laughing) Oh, darling. Oh I just want you now.
Charles: Do you?
Camilla: Mmm...
Charles: So do I.