Paul has a dream that Sean is holding him back. Di, sick of Paul treating the house like a hotel, gives him an ultimatum: start paying your way or get out. Salvation arrives in the form of an ebullient Sean, with news of a 'lovely bit of work.' Paul is made up until he realizes that this 'lovely bit of work' involves the picking and delivery of twelve second hand urinals to Roger Flint, a local scrap merchant. He takes the job but is forced to deposit the urinals in a canal when things get messy. The next morning things look up when Paul takes a call from Flint, informing that the urinals are, in fact, worth quite a bit of money. He retrieves the urinals with the help of Lee, sells them onto Flint and ends up looking at a handsome profit. Things are looking up, until a body appears in the canal and Paul finds himself in the frame...