RIMMER walks up to them and gives them a triple Rimmer salute. Theymockingly return it.RIMMER: Ha ha ha. Lister, where's my revision timetable?CHEN: S...r, it's Saturday night!LISTER: Come on, no one works Saturday night!RIMMER: You don't work *any* night. You don't work any *day*!LISTER: Skive hard, play hard! That's our motto!RIMMER: Look, I've got my engineering re-sit on Monday. I don't knowanything. Where's my revision timetable?LISTER: Wait, is this the thing in all different colours, with. Jack sat in his car, he’d been there all day, not that he could see anything, but he couldn’t stop thinking about Marie and how much he cared about her. He wished there was something he could do, and he hoped desperately that when she was out that he’d finally be able to talk to Marie again, if she still wanted him anymore of course. He didn’t know how, but he knew he’d have to get in touch with her and hope she still cared for him. He wanted, no, needed, to talk with her so bad, he just. I kept pacing waiting, and watching out the window of my home around the time he usually arrives. Twelve minutes had passed, and finally I saw his car pull up. I went over and opened the front door to greet him. He could not resist how sexy I looked, and he did not say anything he just put his hands on my face and started to passionately kiss me in the doorway. Then he pushed forward so I took a few steps back so he could get inside the house. He shut the door while kissing me and picked me up. ”Jeff turned and walked out the door, his wives following. Across the room, his face flushed with anger, Worthington whispered to Camp, “We’re gonna make that arrogant son of a bitch eat those words.”Neither of the two had the foggiest idea that Jeff could hear them.As they stepped into the corridor, Kayla grabbed her husband’s arm. “What’s that grin on your face for?”“Oh, it’s nice to see a plan starting to work so well.”“Oh,” Kayla returned, not quite sure what he meant.As they walked on, he.