Nathan, meanwhile, is sitting in class, staring at Christian Hobbs and sketching the boy with serious concentration on Christian's bum. Donna, sitting in the desk next to Nathan, looks over at him and sees what he's drawing. Her eyes grow wide, but she just looks to the lecturing teacher at the front of the class and ignores Nathan's furious ass-sketching. Hah, I used to do that when the girl sitting next to me in freshman English would spend the whole period writing sex notes to her boyfriend, except I think she drooled a little less than Nathan currently is.
Back at the funeral, the vicar calls Vince up to give the reading. At the altar, a very nervous, uneasy-looking Vince tells the congregation how Phil had discovered a bruise on his leg the year before, and had started freaking out that he was dying; that's when he planned his whole funeral. They all titter in the right place -- when Vince reveals that Phil had merely banged his leg on a stepladder -- and listen intently as he gives the reading: "D-I-S-C-O. I say, D-I-S-C-O. She is D, delirious. She is I, incredible. She is S, superficial. She is C, crazy, crazy. O -- oh, oh." Is that funny? It must be, because the people at the funeral sure are yukking it up. I, it must be said, cannot muster the will. It wasn't funny.
At Phil's mother's house, after the funeral, Alexander is telling an assembled audience that he was with Phil on the night he died. "Not with him, with him," he clarifies, then worries that if he had been with Phil, he too would be dead. "I have to say, I think I'd get more of a crowd," he says as he minces off. Stuart and Vince are in another room eating crudités when they're approached by a clean-cut, older (than them) man who speaks with a slight Australian accent and introduces himself as Cameron, Phil's accountant. He tells them that Phil spoke of them all the time, and Vince responds that they were just pub friends, and only went out drinking together. "What do you do with your real friends?" Cameron asks. "Go out drinking," answers Stuart, en route to a tête-à-tête with the cute boy from the church, whom he's just spotted across the room. Cameron watches Stuart walk away, then says to Vince that Phil used to go on and on about Vince. "I'm Vince," he informs Cameron. "Oh. It's just that Phil said -- everybody said -- that Stuart was the better looking one." Vince looks taken aback, and I wonder what kind of planning it takes to come up with a line as obviously rehearsed at that one.