[Greg!]

"I’m feeling very venomous and angry. How dare she vote for me? She doesn’t even know me. She doesn’t even know who I am, what I’m like. She’s never even spoken to me. Wouldn’t even give me the chance. Wouldn’t even look at me. What have I ****ing done? I would have actually taken this if, if it had come from the other housemates, to be honest, because I took it last week, and, actually, if they’d have voted for me again this week, fair dos, ****ing right, because I moan and whinge, and all the other reasons why they nominated me this week, erm, but she does not know me, and she’s just come in here, marched in, in her golden gown, and ****ing ousted me out, and its not fair. Its not fair. I don’t get it. You lot have made a damn well good decision. I hope you’re pleased with yourselves. Let me out. Can you let me out? I’m too angry to talk. I want to smash someone’s head in. Who is she? Who is she? Who is she? Where did you find her? I can feel the venom pouring out of me as I breathe. I hate her. I tell you now. I’m gonna find it very difficult to be pleasant to it for the rest of this week I’m afraid, very difficult. I r-, I don’t even want to look at it."