'Ooh, that could be the excuse he needs...'

'Well, if he wants to make an enemy out of me, he can try doing that, but I find it clouds rational thinking.'

'Two more to go.' '21 please, Alex.' 'I entirely agree, he mustn't play evil or he'll get taken to the cleaners.'

Box 21 - £750

'One more... and if this is blue too, I think fear and not vengeance should be his dominant thought.'

'I agree. Box 10 please.'

Box 10 - £500,000

'Well, well, well. Now we do have trouble...'

'I have this feeling he's going to plumb new depths now...' Yvonne says. 'I really feel it. But he can't go any lower surely?'

The Banker rings. 'I fear he will... hello?'

'He'd like to point out that actually, you are his favourite contestant, because you had reds in all your first three games and now you're destroying your own game too.'

'But what if I have a red again?'

'That's for him to know and you to find out. And I'm afraid he HAS gone lower - £1,200.'



'I'm not wasting any time on that one either, NO DEAL!' ... before Patrick could ask her. 'Wait, WAIT! I have to ask you formally, £1,200, Deal or No Deal?' 'NO DEAL! BOX 23!' she cries, not in any mood for wasting time on pitiful offers. 'I'm glad you're being brave enough to get this angry Yvonne, because I couldn't!' laughs Gillian before opening the box.

Box 23 - £3,000

'Now those reds I can live with,' Yvonne says. '3 please.'

Box 3 - £200

'Now I'm happy,' says Yvonne. 'Halfway there and more reds than blues. Shame they're the wrong reds, but ah well. 9 please.'

'We'll get 'im, trust me,' Bill says. 'He's not gonna get away with this.'

Box 9 - £50

'Right, now we're starting to see the blues looking very threadbare indeed. One more, and I think we can now afford anything other than the top three.'

'I'd like to agree with you there, but a blue would be great - let's see what's in 8.' 'Oh, not rhyming,' sighs Caitlin. 'So clichéd. I believe in doing things differently.' And sure enough she turns around and tries to open the box with her arms behind her back. In spite of her coordination and flexibility, she can't quite do it, so Patrick calls a break. After which...

Box 8 - £75,000

'Oh, Caitlin! You got it all backwards!'

'Don't worry,' she replies.

'But... this isn't good,' Patrick insists.

'Still more reds than blues. I'm going home with something good, I'm sure,' Yvonne responds confidently.

*ring*

'Hello? Oh, you're taking her seriously now?

...because she hasn't made a fool of herself quite like Caitlin has, you say? Oh, I knew there was a twist.'

'You sound confident today, a lot more so than before... oh, OK.'

'He says that he's going to have to start the game properly now. Last offer was half the first offer... he's taken it back and then doubled again, £4,800.'

Earlier boards a bit inaccurate as I forgot to remove the £300.



'This one's a bit more like it,' she says. 'Only a bit, though. I'm not going to budge just yet.'

'£4,800... Deal or No Deal?' 'No Deal.'

'Three to go, two to avoid... one key box to start.' '11 please, Geoffrey.'

Box 11 - £500

Yvonne starts a call for more crowd noise. 'Let's make him TERRIFIED!' she cries.

'Do you want him terrified?' 'YES!' cry the crowd.

'Quentin should scare him, Box 15.' He puts on an angry face as he opens the box. 'Just... direct your anger at him, and not at me.'

Box 15 - £20,000

'Ooooh... we don't want that...'

'Never mind, I can't lose the top two before the offer.'

'That's true. Keep them both, and the only way is up, but you cannot afford to touch either.'

'Box 19 please, Donald.' 'I have a bad feeling about this game, but I shan't let it bother me too much, we'll just see what happens.'

Bos 19 - £5

'Well, no need to worry about THAT one!' And this is looking, in an odd way, rather promising!' Patrick exclaims.

'I'm quite sure I'm going home with something useful now. That's the first priority almost sorted.'

The Banker rings. 'Ah, and you're starting to be concerned? And you're expecting us to... feel sorry for you?' Pantomime 'aww' ensues.

'We're on the up again, but he's refused to double again. £9,500.'



'Now, I could do something with that...' muses Yvonne. 'But really, I think I only need to keep one of those for a little while to get a lot more. I'm ready.'

'Already?' asks Patrick. 'Aye,' replies Yvonne. 'No messing here, anything else people are saying would have just confirmed what I'm thinking I'm sure.'

'£9,500... Deal or No Deal?' 'No Deal!'

'Now... we have two to open... two we'd love to see, two we'd hate to see, and four we wouldn't object to seeing.'

'The wonderful two-handed box-opener Pawel please, number 18.' 'Right hand this time, I hope it works...'

Box 18 - £15,000