Football Factory The
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These were the scenes |
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Running battles |
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...some here have been |
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...it's very violent indeed. |
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Earlier, there was mayhem |
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Getting beaten up by football hooligans is like |
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But that's |
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So this is me, Tommy Johnson |
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And do you know what the funniest thing is? |
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Anyway, it's almost over now |
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There's nothing different about me. |
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I'm just ahother bored male approaching 30, |
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Casual sex, watered-down lager, |
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And occasionally kicking |
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Zeberdee, it's Bill. |
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What? How am I? |
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I'm fuckin' buzzin'! |
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Keep your fuckin' nut down. |
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He's a right fuckin' stringer, this kid. |
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- What's he say? |
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- What do you mean, "nothing"? |
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Raff, call Tommy. |
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There's a pub on the corner called |
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I'll have to bell you back, |
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Just spotted their little firm |
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They won't know what's fuckin' hit 'em. |
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There you are. |
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Here, come here! |
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- Sweet, Bill? |
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- Where's the others? |
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- Harris said there's about 25 of the others. |
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Wait round the corner! |
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What for? |
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Cos it's all going to be on top, |
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- Jog on. |
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Bill, it's Harris. |
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Hello, son. Yeah? |
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All right. See you there. |
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What happened to you last night? |
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Johnson had me on some nutty skunk. |
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Ended up down the petrol garage |
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What you driving for? |
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Ban? What am I gonna do, walk? |
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Here he is. |
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Right, there's someone |
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- How old is he? |
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Go on, crack him. |
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Keep the noise down. |
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- Excuse me, mate, you got a light? |
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Let's go! |
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It's going good anyway. |
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- Come on, let's... |
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- Keep it down. |
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Keep it down, keep it down. |
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- Come on. Fuckin' hell. |
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Don't fuck this up. |
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Fuckin' clowns won't stop us. |
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You're fuckin' animals! |
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You give this fuckin' country |
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You ain't no football supporters! |
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What else are you gonna |
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Sit in your fuckin' armchair wankin' off |
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Then try and avoid your wife's gaze |
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as you struggle to come to terms |
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Then go and spunk your wages on kebabs |
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Fuck that for a laugh! |
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I know what I'd rather do. |
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Tottenham away. |
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How fuckin' perfect was that? |
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Soppy bollocks here even managed to get |
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Do you remember that time at Upton... |
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That time at Upton Park, |
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Mind you, premature ejaculation, |
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Anyway, he's virtually throwing 'em |
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He's throwing 'em out of the fuckin' |
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I hit this geezer so fuckin' hard, |
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State of that. I done me knuckles. |
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So hit people in the mouth, |
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Just as well I did or you'd be |
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No-one loved Chelsea |
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We grew up on football terraces together |
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The first bit of advice |
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You know what to do |
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Kick him in the fuckin' bollocks. |
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Me and Rod did everything together. |
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Hurry up, Tom, I'm starving. |
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It took me an hour just to find it. |
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She ain't walkin' for a week. |
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My grandad old Bill Farrell, |
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with his stories about the war |
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He said fighting at football was nothing |
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"We'll fight them on the beaches, |
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Although he went on, he was right. |
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It's not about colour or race, |
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Truth is, |
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There's nothing wrong with me... |
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unlike Billy Bright, whose dad had a funny way |
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Right, that's it. |
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before you move on next door to us. |
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With parents like that, |
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Still he was one of |
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to see there was a fortune to be made |
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Oi, three bottles of Bud, please, mate. |
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Problem was he'd taken so many beatings on |
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And the correct medical term for that is |
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Bill, let's get out of here. |
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- How many of 'em did you say there was? |
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- Right, which one of them's staring at me. |
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See you, you cunt. I'll cut you first. |
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And that was his idea |
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You fuckin' mugs! |
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But underneath the fun and games |
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cos he hever got to run our firm. |
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Harris was top boy and that was that. |
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He was smarter than Billy |
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Deep down Billy knew he'd never be leader |
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Why? Simple... |
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Zeberdee looked up |
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And the more Zeberdee looked up to Harris, |
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And what chance did Zeberdee have as a kid, |
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brought up in a concrete jungle |
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I don't envy the young 'uns any more. |
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Warfare from the playground upwards and you |
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Aargh! |
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Just like me and Rod, |
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only difference being |
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In case you're wondering, we call him Zeberdee |
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And one dayn it'll be his downfall. |
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Hold your hand out, Raff. |
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- What? |
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You're just a fuckin' kid, |
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Hold your hand out, Bill. |
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Do what? |
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Hold it out like Raff |
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Oooh. |
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No, let's have it right. |
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You trying to mug me off? |
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Oh, shut up. |
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- What d'you mean, "fuckin' about"? |
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What d'you mean, "what"? |
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You know, just... |
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Well, don't fuckin' just. |
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Leave it out. |
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Ain't trying to wind anyone up. |
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I'm fuckin' serious. |
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What I want to know is, what makes |
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and mug me off in front of my pals? |
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I... I didn't mean nothing by it, Bill. |
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It was only a bubble, that's all. |
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Just a bubble? |
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What you talking to me |
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I never fuckin' liked you, |
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You're a wrong 'un, |
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He was a degenerate fuckin' drunk. |
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Do you know what I'm thinking? |
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I'm thinking I should take you |
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- Leave it out, Bill. |
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What, d'you wanna get |
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Don't be stupid. |
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No, let's have it right, Tom. |
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If he's old enough to run round givin' it large, |
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he's old enough to talk for himself. |
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I'll tell you something, Zeberfuckindee, |
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I think I should take you outside |
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for mugging me off and making me look a cunt |
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I... |
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I didn't say nothing. |
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Come on, outside, |
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Leave it out, eh? |
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Stop mutterin' and stutterin' |
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I fuckin' had you there! |
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Fuckin' hell, Zeb, |
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I thought you was gonna burst into tears. |
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What is it, four, five... |
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There'll be none of this in Australia. |
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As of next week, |
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Not to worry, William. |
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Well, I won't be sitting next to you. |
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Well, that was the idea. |
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Bill, Albert, |
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My grandad didn't like Bright. |
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Knew he was a bully. |
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Bill and Albert were just kids |
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They were one of the first off the |
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Bill aways told me the only thing that kept him |
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They came home proud war heroes |
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and married |
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And buried 'em together as well. |
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The council moved Albert to the flat above Bill |
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always vowing to keep an eye |
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Very funny. Very, very funny! |
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- Are you all right? |
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Now a little one. Now a little one. |
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Let me get the door. |
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Comfy? Do you want any help with that? |
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Bet you've seen some changes, |
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Bit different nowadays, |
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It's the Pakis coming over in the '70s, see. |
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And what you got now, eh? |
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Fuckin' asylum seekers. |
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Bloody Tony fuckin' Blair. |
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I mean, and this game's gone. |
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There was a time I used to be able to clear |
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Not any more. Nah. |
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Now what you got is your fuckin' spades |
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Moonlighting! |
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Fuck's sake, that's a joke! |
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This country was built on |
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Not enough of you about, |
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Here, let me give you a hand with that. |
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Swing your old arse round in there, look. |
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And I just want to say, it's been a privilege |
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And the fare's on me. |
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Don't be silly. |
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No, I insist. |
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It's been an honour. |
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Don't forget, you watch |
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What a wanker. |
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Let's go dancing. |
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Although he talked a lot of bollocks, |
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Bill was what put the Great into Britain. |
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But he'd moved on. |
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Somewhere they could live out |
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Hello, Mavis, my little darling. |
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How are you? |
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I shall be sad to see you both gone, Bill. |
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Course we have. |
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Can't you do better than that.? |
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What are you talking about, Bill? |
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Don't you know? |
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You fucking disgusting old man! |
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That's what I loved about Bill. |
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He was still game. |
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He'd dreamed about. Living abroad for years |
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I even give him and Albert a little treat |
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My grandson gave me a going-away present. |
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A joint of his very best home-grown. |
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You mean drugs? |
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Yeah, well, you light up old, son. |
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It's amazing to think |
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we'll be watching the sun go down |
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And it won't be surrounded |
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Miles of golden sand and bronze tits. |
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You packed yet? |
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Haven't given it a thought. |
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My case has been packed |
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You want to get your skates on, Farrell. |
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Oh, stop nagging, you old woman. |
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- You know what Bert? |
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I'm feeling dizzy. |
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You always were, you dozy bastard! |
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The next best thing to violence is sex, |
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and seeing as there's |
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I must be in with half a chance. |
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Especially as I'd fuck |
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I tell you, I'm fuckin' mullered, me. |
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Look at the fuckin' boat on it. |
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No, no, no, Tom. |
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Shut up, you... |
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All right, sweetheart? |
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- All right? |
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A few tequilas? |
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A couple of little |
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Shall we get on it? |
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- A little cheeky tequila...? |
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Get these two birds here |
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I'm gonna smash the fuckin' |
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London's changed for the worse. |
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All the good people, right, |
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are being forced into the suburbs, |
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forcing their way into this country. |
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- I mean... |
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Mate, will you shut your fuckin' noise? |
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Here you are, sloppy bollocks. |
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Get up there, girl. Get up there. |
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I cannot wait to fuckin' see your fanny. |
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I'm gonna fuckin' ruin you... |
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- Smash you in the... |
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Beautiful, beautiful. |
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He's only fallen asleep, Tameka. |
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Same here, Shian. Little fuckers. |
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Shame. He's hung like a pike in here. |
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Good for you. |
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You fuckin' little mug! |
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How dare you come into my fuckin' gaff, |
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and try and get hold of my little sister |
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You're in bandit country now, boy, |
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no-one will even know |
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There's holes dug all over South London |
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Jesus. |
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But instead, I get some nutter |
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And worst of all, |
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Oi, silly bollocks. What are these? |
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What? |
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- What are they? |
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- What sort of flowers, dinlow? |
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Then what are they doing |
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All right. Sorry. |
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- What? |
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Who? |
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...the back door. |
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Marched on up to The Venus |
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He's given me a couple of Es. |
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I've had them |
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and wound up copping for two slosh pots |
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Smashed the granny out of the pair of 'em |
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Yeah, I was back home in time for a Sunday |
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Look, I've got to go, mate. My man's here. |
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Good to see you, son. |
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- How are you? All right? |
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Heard you Chelsea boys had a little turnout |
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You ain't wrong. Heard you Millwall boys |
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We did. We should have had a meet. |
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You know where to find us. |
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Your time'll come. |
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One thing I never understood |
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although he was in the Chelsea firm, |
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Millwall. |
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Get that. |
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then kick fuck out of each other |
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It's bang on. What you got round you? |
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Four K. |
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- Go on, then. I'll take the lot. |
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Hang on. |
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Hang on. |
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Slow down. |
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What? You're fuckin' joking! |
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All right. |
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Yeah ' see you there. |
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- Problem, Fred? |
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Someone's just done him round the canister |
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You're fuckin' joking? |
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They don't know yet. |
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Look, I gotta go. |
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- I'll keep this lot on ice for you. |
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Oi! What are you fuckin' doing? |
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Don't start, mate. I've had a bit of ag. |
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What you got a sheet on for? |
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You don't wanna know. |
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You're right, I don't. |
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They're putting lilies |
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You got anything on under there? |
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What am I fuckin'paying for? |
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- What do you reckon, fat boy? |
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Are you fuckin' mad? |
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It's iron's gear. |
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Get your fuckin' skates on. |
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Horrible cunt. |
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What about the draw? |
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Oh, there'll be tellies where we're going. |
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Oi, Zeb, try and make sure we've got |
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I don't want to watch |
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Slow down, will you, Davis, eh? What's |
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Whether we were thieving, |
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we'd a be glued to a TV set |
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See, the beauty of the Cup draw is, |
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a chance to meet one of the old rivals, |
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or if you're really lucky, |
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And cos the draw |
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he decided to take his long-suffering wife |
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However, |
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cos Barbara thought he was taking her |
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Let's see what's on the menu. |
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Oi, it's my sister! |
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Oh, what, your girfriend? |
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Oi. |
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Either turn that TV up, or tell that lot down there |
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Calm down, Bill. |
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We don't want to cause a scene. |
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No. No, you're right. |
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- The old rubber glove! |
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Oi! |
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Oi. Will you shut up? |
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...against 52. |
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Southend United. |
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57. |
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Portsmouth. |
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Will pay number 38. |
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Middlesbrough. |
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Number 22. |
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Millwall. |
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Will pay 44. |
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Chelsea. |
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Yes! Fuckin' yes! |
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Another battle then. |
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Eh? Can't fuckin' hear you. |
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Who is it, for fuck's sake? |
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Eh? |
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Yes! |
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- Who, who, who? |
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Millwall-Chelsea. |
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Literally in my case, |
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cos like a mug |
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And I see my new mate again |
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Maybe I should ask him if I fucked his sister, |
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If I'd listened to my instincts and laid low, none |
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and I only had myself to blame. |
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And occasionally, and I do mean occasionally, |
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It's typicla that tonight |
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See? He does have a gentle side. |
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Aaaarghh! |
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Zeb and Raff missed the draw |
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robbing houses, |
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Me, I'm beginning to get the feeling |
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Drive, mate! Fuckin' drive. |
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Lost his touch? |
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Bollocks. |
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Hard to have a nice night |
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I blame all the blacks |
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Shut up mate. You're boring. |
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Welcome back to BBC London Sport |
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Now, anyone who's listened to the Breakfast |
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about his great excitement about the prospects |
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Our reporter, as always, |
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That's right, Danny. I'm sure |
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to keep the we-known hooligan elements apart |
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I only hope I'm not given the job |
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I'd much rather be watching the game |
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Well, come on, Albert, you old bastard! |
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All right, Bill? You look pissed off. |
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No, I'm not fuckin' all right. |
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Hold that. |
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Suddenly, |
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now I knew my enemies were part of their firm |
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It's the one fuckin' place on earth |
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Anyway, Liverpool away, and a chance |
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Good, this. |
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- What did they nick, Bill? |
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Even took the fuckin' kids' PlayStation |
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- Your mobile? |
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You know what to do? |
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That'll freak 'em out. |
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Good call, Rods. |
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You know, the war cry. |
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Hello? |
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You are fuckin' dead meat. |
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I didn't know it was your house. |
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Look, I've got all the gear. |
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I'll shall fuckin' open you up! |
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Fuck. |
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Where are you from, mate? |
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Just around. |
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Are you fookin' Chelsea? |
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Yeah. |
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You flash cockney bastards. |
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Run! |
00:32:22 |
Go on, run, you pair of rats. |
00:32:26 |
Drive on again mate. Drive on. |
00:32:29 |
Hey! Stop the fuckin' bus, you cunt! |
00:32:37 |
Fuckin' come on! |
00:32:47 |
Where the fuck are you running now? |
00:32:51 |
Cunts! Fuckin' cunts! |
00:33:00 |
Go on. Fuck off! |
00:33:04 |
Come here. |
00:33:07 |
What? |
00:33:08 |
I've got to go to work on him now, |
00:33:12 |
You silly bollocks. |
00:33:14 |
What was all that about? |
00:33:16 |
But we did 'em, didn't we, H? |
00:33:18 |
Billy had a real punishmeht lined up |
00:33:20 |
He weren't the forgiving type, but as long |
00:33:24 |
And Harris and Billy |
00:33:47 |
Right. No thieving. |
00:33:51 |
Just keep your nuts down. |
00:33:52 |
I want you to be outside and back on the road |
00:33:55 |
Oh, yeah, and whatever you do, no fighting. |
00:33:58 |
Bit rich, coming from him, innit? |
00:34:04 |
Zeb, what did Billy say to you? |
00:34:07 |
He said we've got to get his gear back to him |
00:34:10 |
And we've got to apologise to his wife and kids. |
00:34:12 |
You've had a result there. |
00:34:16 |
Blinding result, eh? |
00:34:17 |
This complete nutter will never talk to us again, |
00:34:22 |
You are thieving little cunts. |
00:34:26 |
Prove yourself at Millwall. |
00:34:28 |
Yeah, do the business down there, |
00:34:54 |
Will you stop moaning about beer? |
00:34:58 |
I'll be opening bottles with my fuckin' teeth |
00:35:02 |
Could have done with a couple of cans. |
00:35:04 |
Shouldn't have had that chicken burger. |
00:35:06 |
Stone me, it's them Stoke fans that done us. |
00:35:09 |
- Where? |
00:35:11 |
- It is them. |
00:35:13 |
On the Rory, on the Rory, on the Rory. |
00:35:16 |
Listen. We'll get the beers safe. |
00:35:19 |
I ain't saying a word. |
00:35:21 |
What the fuck are you doing? |
00:35:23 |
There's two of them |
00:35:25 |
Drop 'em now. We'll be late for the meet. |
00:35:27 |
Fuck 'em. They kicked the shit out of us. |
00:35:29 |
No. The gavvers are over there. |
00:35:32 |
I'll give you fuckin' "no"! |
00:35:43 |
Northern cunt! |
00:35:51 |
Fuckin' idiots. |
00:35:56 |
Slow down, you two, for fuck's sake! |
00:35:58 |
What, was you fuckin' bullied at school, |
00:36:03 |
Have fun, boys. |
00:36:08 |
Who are you fuckin' looking at? |
00:36:15 |
Billy's extensive vocabulary |
00:36:18 |
And this lot could be West Ham, |
00:36:22 |
Don't matter to me. |
00:36:34 |
Know what? I think I'll call it a night. Tom? |
00:36:37 |
Yeah, let's go and have a beer. |
00:36:39 |
Yeah, good idea. We'll jog on. |
00:36:41 |
All right, boys. I'll see you in a bit. |
00:36:44 |
- Light? |
00:36:47 |
- No problem. |
00:37:37 |
You all right down there, mister? |
00:37:39 |
What happened to you? |
00:37:40 |
I've had the shit kicked out of me. |
00:37:45 |
Me? I'm dead. |
00:37:49 |
Bill! Rod! |
00:37:51 |
Help! Where are you? |
00:37:54 |
Bill! Help! |
00:37:58 |
Fuckin' hell. |
00:38:00 |
Liven yourself up. |
00:38:03 |
Court? What? |
00:38:05 |
Fuck... What about my dream? |
00:38:07 |
What the fuck was that dream a about? |
00:38:12 |
Where was that tunnel? |
00:38:14 |
Fuck it. |
00:38:17 |
What's wrong with you, Bright? |
00:38:20 |
and still you offend persistently. |
00:38:23 |
I see children with more common sense. |
00:38:25 |
What did you say? |
00:38:27 |
Don't you dare answer me with that |
00:38:31 |
The Establishment call us chidren while |
00:38:35 |
I should tell this old queer |
00:38:38 |
He might enjoy swapping that silly wig |
00:38:41 |
Yes, sir. I'm very sorry, sir. It won't happen |
00:38:45 |
I do hope that's the case, Mr Bright. |
00:38:48 |
I'll see you |
00:38:50 |
- And Bright |
00:38:52 |
If you appear before me |
00:38:54 |
I won't hesitate to give you |
00:38:58 |
Why is it, while I'm having hightmares |
00:39:01 |
Rod's slipping into the court clerk? |
00:39:04 |
Shame. He's hung like a pike in here. |
00:39:07 |
And it's tricky |
00:39:21 |
How are the tulips selling? |
00:39:24 |
What's happening, Tom? |
00:39:26 |
Here. I got nicked with Bright the other day, |
00:39:31 |
Nice one, Tom. Sounds really clever. |
00:39:35 |
Yeah, well, I'm just saying. |
00:39:37 |
Well, go and say it somewhere else, and don't |
00:39:41 |
All right. Slow down, Ad. |
00:39:42 |
Slow down? |
00:39:46 |
What's the matter with you, clumping people? |
00:39:50 |
You're nearly 30. You wanna get hold |
00:39:54 |
- What? |
00:40:01 |
- Here you are. |
00:40:12 |
Tommy... think about it. |
00:40:16 |
Nearly 30? What's he on about? |
00:40:19 |
Jesus! I only wanted a bunch of fuckin' flowers, |
00:40:37 |
See you, Albert. |
00:40:55 |
What's Harris and Bright doing there? |
00:40:58 |
I could hardly stop them, Bill. |
00:41:00 |
They're foolish men, Tom. |
00:41:03 |
Harris think s we're connected |
00:41:07 |
What he doesn't understand is, I fought to stop |
00:41:12 |
Billy is a fuckin' idiot. |
00:41:17 |
Are you still going to Australia? |
00:41:19 |
I don't know. There's a spare ticket |
00:41:25 |
Your cousins would love to see you. |
00:41:28 |
Do yourself a favour. |
00:41:30 |
Put a bit of distance between you |
00:41:36 |
I'm all right, Bill. |
00:41:38 |
I'm just having a laugh. |
00:41:39 |
Well, just be careful. |
00:41:42 |
Next time you visit the boneyard, |
00:42:12 |
What are you fuckin' doing here, |
00:42:15 |
I've come to pay my respects. |
00:42:18 |
Well, you're not wanted. |
00:42:20 |
Let's have it right. You didn't even |
00:42:26 |
Well, put your soppy cap on, |
00:42:31 |
Go on, jog on. |
00:42:34 |
Don't forget our appointment. |
00:42:56 |
All right, boys? What's happening? |
00:42:58 |
Why have you got a dartboard |
00:43:00 |
Well, what's it got |
00:43:07 |
All right, boys. First one to a hundred. |
00:43:12 |
Aaaarghh! |
00:43:14 |
Aaaarghh! |
00:43:16 |
Stand up straight. |
00:43:24 |
He wants to know |
00:43:30 |
Me. |
00:43:34 |
Good call. Crack on. |
00:43:37 |
Aaaarghh! |
00:43:38 |
Oi, shithead, hold your hand out. |
00:43:40 |
- What, Zeb? |
00:43:48 |
Just a kid, ain't you? |
00:43:49 |
You hold your hand out, Zeb. |
00:43:53 |
Are you trying to fuckin' mug me off? |
00:44:03 |
With Millwall round the corner, |
00:44:06 |
Nice to see Billy and Fred |
00:44:09 |
when it come to their kids. |
00:44:11 |
Bit of a coincidence, eh? Our kids play against |
00:44:16 |
Somehow, I don't think this game's |
00:44:19 |
Fancy yourselves in bandit country, then? |
00:44:21 |
Well, let's have it right. |
00:44:24 |
last time we met you lot, |
00:44:27 |
You couldn't run 100 yards, mate! |
00:44:29 |
- Won't fuckin' need to, either! |
00:44:33 |
Spell it, you cunt. |
00:44:34 |
C-U-N-T. Cunt. |
00:44:36 |
I meant "lemon", soppy bollocks. |
00:44:38 |
We'll see about lemon when you're lost |
00:44:43 |
Whoa! Now we're getting personal. |
00:44:46 |
That you have to open your kebab shop soon |
00:44:50 |
Well, how does it feel doing business with |
00:44:55 |
Scooby-Do's less confused than you. |
00:44:57 |
You'll be confused |
00:44:59 |
You wanna wait |
00:45:01 |
Don't punch above your weight, |
00:45:04 |
Well, stop punching your old woman about, |
00:45:07 |
What did you fuckin' say, you mug? |
00:45:09 |
You fuckin' heard, |
00:45:11 |
Fuckin' mug! Look at you, you cunt! |
00:45:14 |
Get off me, you... Get off me, you cunt! |
00:45:21 |
Fuck this. |
00:45:23 |
I'll fuckin' do you! |
00:45:37 |
Just as I thought. |
00:45:40 |
and now she wants |
00:45:42 |
I told him I already met her in the dock, |
00:45:47 |
And why is it that when your best mate meets |
00:45:51 |
and acts like |
00:45:55 |
So... what do you do, then, Thomas? |
00:45:58 |
Thomas? |
00:46:01 |
And you shoud know, div. |
00:46:04 |
Me? |
00:46:06 |
I work long and hard. |
00:46:10 |
Sounds like Rod! |
00:46:16 |
Yeah? |
00:46:23 |
Cor... |
00:46:24 |
Jesus, he's really picked one here. |
00:46:27 |
Wannabe middle-class scum. |
00:46:31 |
Seems nice. |
00:46:33 |
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, he's a top bloke. |
00:46:35 |
Bill, it's Tom. Fancy a quiet drink? |
00:46:38 |
Meet me at work |
00:46:41 |
Don't worry. I'll bring my tools. |
00:46:44 |
- Fancy a sauna? |
00:47:01 |
Johnson! |
00:47:03 |
Johnson! |
00:47:05 |
All right, Billy. What's it gonna be today? |
00:47:09 |
No, forget that and just crack straight on |
00:47:13 |
Stone me, she won't be working for a week. |
00:47:16 |
- What do you think? |
00:47:18 |
What do you think the screaming was about? |
00:47:21 |
With my back against the wall there was |
00:47:26 |
Bill, can I talk to you for a minute? |
00:47:29 |
Yeah, yeah, course you can, son. |
00:47:32 |
It's just er... I keep... |
00:47:36 |
I dunno. I just keep... You know? |
00:47:40 |
Yeah, yeah, I know. |
00:47:43 |
- Really? |
00:47:47 |
Fuck! Fuck it. |
00:47:51 |
No, listen. |
00:47:54 |
No, don't worry about it. It's sweet. |
00:47:56 |
Don't worry. I'm gonna sort you out. |
00:47:58 |
Thank s, Bill. |
00:48:00 |
Listen. Don't mention it. |
00:48:03 |
- Here you are. |
00:48:05 |
Go on son. Crack on. Go on. |
00:48:15 |
Enjoy! |
00:48:18 |
Should have seen that one coming. |
00:48:20 |
The last person on earth you want to talk to |
00:48:24 |
Ask Bright for advice, and |
00:49:00 |
And what a good mate he was |
00:49:03 |
Fuckin' fat little cunt |
00:49:06 |
Wake up, sleepy. |
00:49:08 |
That was my parents on the phone. |
00:49:10 |
They're coming to London at the weekend |
00:49:13 |
Well, as long as it ain't Saturday. |
00:49:16 |
It is Saturday, Rod. |
00:49:25 |
What about Sunday? |
00:49:27 |
They're going to my brother's in Reading. |
00:49:31 |
Well, I am male. |
00:49:32 |
It's one game. |
00:49:35 |
I am male. |
00:49:36 |
But my parents only come round |
00:49:39 |
Yeah, Millwall comes round |
00:49:42 |
Well, don't just run out. |
00:49:44 |
- I'm going to work. |
00:49:47 |
There's nothing to talk about. |
00:49:49 |
You either meet my parents on Saturday |
00:50:09 |
All right, boys? |
00:50:12 |
Yeah. Sweet. Speak to you later. |
00:50:18 |
Fuck off. |
00:50:26 |
- Are you serving? |
00:50:30 |
Hit him, hit him! Hit the cunt. |
00:50:33 |
Come here. |
00:50:35 |
Cunt! Cunt! Cunt! |
00:50:38 |
Grab the fuckin' rock. |
00:50:45 |
Cunt! |
00:50:47 |
Come on! |
00:50:58 |
- Fuckin' hell! |
00:51:01 |
Come, let's go. |
00:52:00 |
My grandad's life |
00:52:03 |
With Albert dead, he had no-one, apart from me, |
00:52:07 |
and maybe even |
00:52:10 |
You should come to Millwall at the weekend. |
00:52:21 |
You all right for money, Bill? |
00:52:22 |
Cos you know |
00:52:24 |
I'm earning a few quid |
00:52:27 |
It ain't as if I got |
00:52:29 |
Unlike Rod. |
00:52:31 |
You sound over the moon about that. |
00:52:33 |
Yeah, well... |
00:52:37 |
Your chance'll come. |
00:52:43 |
Don't you ever get the itch? |
00:52:47 |
Yeah. |
00:52:49 |
I can see myself on a sun lounger |
00:52:52 |
a couple of kids running about... |
00:52:54 |
sipping my Pimm's quietly. |
00:52:57 |
Kids, eh? |
00:52:58 |
Yeah. Why not? |
00:53:01 |
What's their names? |
00:53:02 |
Dorian, after my mate. |
00:53:05 |
Dorian? |
00:53:08 |
Both of them? |
00:53:10 |
Yeah, probably. |
00:53:11 |
What if they're girls? |
00:53:16 |
Dorian. |
00:53:18 |
You're a good boy, Tom. |
00:53:22 |
Keep your eye on my wallet, Bill. |
00:53:24 |
I'm going to the toilet. |
00:53:43 |
I tell you what, Fred. |
00:53:45 |
This area beats |
00:53:49 |
Bollocks, does it. |
00:53:53 |
It's full of spivs and skint |
00:53:57 |
I just wanna find this fuckin' Tommy Johnson |
00:54:00 |
Let's just cut him |
00:54:02 |
You're not wrong. |
00:54:06 |
Oi, you, skint boat, come here. |
00:54:10 |
- Me? |
00:54:16 |
Come on. |
00:54:19 |
Ever heard of a geezer |
00:54:23 |
Johnson... |
00:54:25 |
Johnson... |
00:54:29 |
No, I've never heard of him, mate. |
00:54:31 |
Yeah? |
00:54:32 |
Yeah. |
00:54:35 |
So, what's your name? |
00:54:37 |
- What? |
00:54:42 |
Dorian. |
00:54:45 |
Poof! |
00:54:46 |
Dorian? Sounds like a fuckin' poof. |
00:54:49 |
Yeah, I know. |
00:54:51 |
Just a name, though, innit? |
00:54:53 |
Prove it. |
00:54:56 |
Prove what? |
00:54:57 |
Stop fuckin' stuttering, |
00:55:00 |
Just show him some fuckin' brief. |
00:55:02 |
Er... |
00:55:05 |
I ain't got my wallet on me, mate. |
00:55:12 |
Go on, then. Fuck off, you mug. Go on. |
00:55:16 |
Hang on. |
00:55:20 |
We'll see who the fuck you really are. |
00:55:30 |
Who's this? |
00:55:31 |
Hello. It's Rod. Is Dorian there? |
00:55:36 |
You've had a fuckin' touch. Little mug. |
00:55:39 |
Come on. Let's go. |
00:55:51 |
Do you reckon he's somewhere else? |
00:55:53 |
We'll try the other gaff. |
00:56:11 |
Fuckin' hell! |
00:56:13 |
You'd fuckin' think so! I tell you. |
00:56:16 |
The moment I seen them follow you in, |
00:56:20 |
It's a little trick |
00:56:22 |
I'm definitely calling my kids Dorian now. |
00:56:25 |
- Dorian. |
00:56:28 |
See you, Rodder, I fuckin' love you |
00:56:31 |
You ain't too bad yourself, Johnson. |
00:56:33 |
I'm well up for it now. |
00:56:37 |
I'm gonna have a right |
00:56:40 |
Yeah. |
00:56:43 |
Don't say it, Rod. |
00:56:46 |
What? |
00:56:47 |
You fuckin' know. |
00:56:49 |
Look, Tom, fuckin'... |
00:56:57 |
Tom, you'll need these |
00:57:30 |
How you doing, mister? |
00:57:32 |
Nah. Not good. You? |
00:57:34 |
Still dead. |
00:57:36 |
Sorry about that. Am I? |
00:57:39 |
No, you're still alive. |
00:57:41 |
- Who are you, mate? |
00:57:44 |
Can't tell till I |
00:58:14 |
What? |
00:58:16 |
What do you mean, "what"? |
00:58:20 |
What are you looking at me like that for? |
00:58:22 |
You don't know? |
00:58:25 |
What, Rod? |
00:58:26 |
You don't remember what |
00:58:32 |
I was fuckin' lashed, wasn't I? |
00:58:37 |
Last thing I remember was being in the boozer |
00:58:42 |
Jesus, Tom... |
00:58:44 |
For fuck's sake, Rod, what's so bad? |
00:58:47 |
You don't remember Barbara? |
00:58:50 |
Barbara who? |
00:58:51 |
You tried to get off |
00:58:55 |
Fuck off. |
00:58:56 |
And when she blanked you, you beat her up. |
00:58:59 |
- What? |
00:59:05 |
I know you're winding me up, Rod. |
00:59:09 |
Please tell me you're winding me up, Rod. |
00:59:11 |
I ain't, mate. |
00:59:15 |
Fuck off, King. I tell you what. |
00:59:22 |
All right, Zeb? |
00:59:24 |
Fuckin' hell, Tom. |
00:59:28 |
You went berserk mate. |
00:59:30 |
I've got to wash my hands of this one. |
00:59:39 |
What am I gonna do, Rod? |
00:59:42 |
You're gonna have to go round there. |
00:59:44 |
What? |
00:59:46 |
Just go round there and fuckin' beg. |
00:59:48 |
Well, that's a good idea. I might as well |
00:59:52 |
I don't know what else to say to you, Tom. |
00:59:54 |
No, you're right. I'II... |
00:59:58 |
I'll fling myself on my knees |
01:00:01 |
Hopefully, he'll have mercy on me |
01:00:05 |
You know him better than me, mate. |
01:00:08 |
That's the problem. I know what he'll do. |
01:00:49 |
Johnson. |
01:00:53 |
Listen, Bill, listen. |
01:00:56 |
I was obviously smashed out of my tree. |
01:00:58 |
I'm none the wiser, Bill. Please, Bill. |
01:01:01 |
I don't know what's gone on, mate |
01:01:04 |
My life. |
01:01:06 |
You soppy, muggy streak of piss. |
01:01:16 |
If you'd touched my woman, |
01:01:19 |
Fuckin' arseholes. |
01:01:20 |
Fuckin' funny, that, innit? |
01:01:23 |
Go on. Have a fuckin' laugh, will you? |
01:01:26 |
I really fuckin' need this at the moment, |
01:01:28 |
what with my dreams, |
01:01:33 |
Bollocks! |
01:01:35 |
Cunts. |
01:01:37 |
On his fuckin' knees! |
01:01:46 |
With mates like mine |
01:01:49 |
Three weeks ago, |
01:01:51 |
But now, with Millwall round the corner, |
01:01:55 |
And the worst is yet to come. |
01:01:58 |
Here's Mark with the sport. |
01:02:00 |
Well, the third round |
01:02:02 |
and of course the pick of the ties |
01:02:06 |
I know police leave |
01:02:09 |
This is that ancient rivalry... |
01:02:11 |
Hello, Bill. |
01:02:12 |
Donna, give him a pint, love. |
01:02:15 |
- How's your luck? |
01:02:20 |
Right. Same as before. |
01:02:22 |
I'll take some of you lot |
01:02:24 |
and Tommy will take the |
01:02:28 |
Where's the meet? |
01:02:29 |
It can't be too far away. |
01:02:31 |
They'll have spotters |
01:02:33 |
- And it's on top of the Old Bill before we start. |
01:02:37 |
What about Billy? |
01:02:38 |
He knows Millwall |
01:02:40 |
Fuck Billy. |
01:02:44 |
Now, let's have it right. |
01:02:48 |
Granted, yeah he can have a row. |
01:02:50 |
But he can't run a turnout |
01:02:53 |
He's a fuckin' lunatic. |
01:02:56 |
Bollocksed the day up. |
01:02:58 |
His problem is, |
01:03:03 |
Just forget him. |
01:03:05 |
Slow down. He's one of your own. |
01:03:06 |
Hang on. |
01:03:08 |
It's like having a big kid around. |
01:03:12 |
Just let him take Zeberdee |
01:03:15 |
You just wipe your mouth of him. |
01:03:17 |
He's a spent force. |
01:03:45 |
Bill... |
01:03:48 |
Bill! |
01:03:58 |
What's the matter, babe? |
01:04:01 |
You think I'm all right, don't you? |
01:04:03 |
What? |
01:04:05 |
I'm all right, aren't I? |
01:04:07 |
Yeah, course you are, you silly sod. |
01:04:10 |
Come here. |
01:04:15 |
Eat your dinner. |
01:04:33 |
Bright! |
01:04:36 |
Don't fuckin' creep up |
01:04:39 |
Bill. Take it easy. |
01:04:40 |
How comes you weren't down the pub |
01:04:42 |
Fell asleep, didn't I? |
01:04:46 |
How comes you know I weren't there? |
01:04:48 |
Harris belled me and asked where you were. |
01:04:50 |
Well, he didn't fuckin' bell me. |
01:04:58 |
- Got it? |
01:04:59 |
Millwall. |
01:05:01 |
Don't be stupid. |
01:05:04 |
- It's only a flare gun. |
01:05:07 |
Meant to be having |
01:05:12 |
Fuckin' hell, Bill. |
01:05:15 |
You're on the turn, ain't you? |
01:05:17 |
- You ain't got nothing to prove. |
01:05:46 |
You look as handsome |
01:05:49 |
Where are your medals? |
01:05:52 |
You can't go |
01:05:55 |
You're a hero William. |
01:05:59 |
Make me the proudest woman alive. |
01:06:29 |
Don't look at me. |
01:06:43 |
Yeah, go on. Fuck off, you Pakis. |
01:06:48 |
Fuck off! |
01:06:49 |
Got the little chavvy? |
01:06:52 |
I know, I know, I know. |
01:06:54 |
Did you see the state of his boat? |
01:07:01 |
You don't even know you're fuckin' born! |
01:07:04 |
Oh, fuck off. |
01:07:24 |
Go on, fuck off, you old mug! |
01:08:10 |
I know who I am now. |
01:08:13 |
Show me, then. |
01:08:37 |
All right, for fuck's sake. |
01:08:41 |
Hurry up, lazy bollocks. |
01:08:45 |
You all right? |
01:08:47 |
I'm sweet, mate. I'm fuckin' buzzing. |
01:08:51 |
What's wrong? |
01:08:55 |
Listen, Zeb. Listen, listen. |
01:08:57 |
You... You'd better just... |
01:08:59 |
What, Tom? |
01:09:04 |
Just look after yourself. |
01:09:07 |
Don't worry about me. |
01:09:10 |
Liven up, we've got to meet the others. |
01:09:12 |
I tell you, it's a fuckin' buzz! Come on! |
01:09:57 |
Here, Tom, where's Rod? |
01:10:00 |
Fuck knows. You all right? |
01:10:02 |
Yeah. Couldn't sleep, could I? |
01:10:19 |
The wretch from Penge had got her claws in, |
01:10:23 |
But I couldn't see it happening. |
01:10:26 |
And not even someone of Rod's calibre |
01:10:30 |
That espresso's really kicked in. |
01:10:32 |
Darling you don't drink espresso. |
01:10:44 |
Tell me more about the air conditioning, |
01:10:48 |
Air conditioning? |
01:10:50 |
You told me you run an |
01:10:53 |
Well, we have a few vans out on jobs at once |
01:10:57 |
Well, it's always busier in the summer. |
01:10:59 |
Nothing like a soaring temperature |
01:11:01 |
Anyway, most of the time I just sit |
01:11:05 |
Don't get me wrong. |
01:11:08 |
But my real passion lies |
01:11:12 |
See, I've got to channel it somewhere, |
01:11:16 |
I don't participate in too |
01:11:19 |
And I don't do drugs. |
01:11:21 |
Well, that's not entirely true, |
01:11:23 |
So, I need my release, and a good fuckin' fight |
01:11:28 |
Maybe not |
01:11:30 |
At least I wouldn't be walking around like you - |
01:11:34 |
trying to pretend your little |
01:11:37 |
Then again, |
01:11:40 |
Mate, can we have the... |
01:11:44 |
No, I'll... |
01:11:59 |
Rod! I fuckin' knew you'd make it! |
01:12:03 |
Wouldn't miss it for the world, mate. |
01:12:06 |
There's a fuckin' shot, man. |
01:12:30 |
You lot fuckin' ready for us, or what? |
01:12:33 |
Well, let's see how game you really are. |
01:12:36 |
So, come and find us, then, shithead. |
01:12:39 |
Oh, and be careful. |
01:12:42 |
Away from all the crowds |
01:12:45 |
So, watch your fuckin' backs. |
01:12:47 |
- Fuckin' hell! |
01:13:09 |
Hello, Tom. |
01:13:10 |
What's happening, Joe boy? |
01:13:11 |
Everything's sweet round here. |
01:13:13 |
- Where's Harris? |
01:13:15 |
Get yourself up on the bridge lively. |
01:13:17 |
Later on. Bye. |
01:13:23 |
- Hello, Joe, son. Where are you? |
01:13:27 |
Keep your eyes peeled. |
01:13:29 |
Give you a bell if I see anything. |
01:13:31 |
- Crack on. |
01:14:03 |
- Right. Here you are. It's sweet. |
01:14:25 |
Sweet, Bill? |
01:14:27 |
30 years I've stood |
01:14:30 |
You fuckin' mug me off like that? |
01:14:32 |
Forget it. |
01:15:02 |
Anyone who runs is gonna get |
01:15:06 |
You got it? |
01:15:09 |
Are you all right, son, yeah? |
01:15:12 |
Yeah. Are you? |
01:15:15 |
I've got to tell you now. |
01:16:00 |
Come on! For fuck's sake. |
01:16:17 |
Oi. Oi. Hold it here. |
01:16:24 |
Hold it. |
01:16:28 |
Keep your fuckin' voices down. |
01:16:30 |
Keep it quiet. Keep it quiet. |
01:16:46 |
Fuckin' wankers! |
01:16:49 |
Fuck. |
01:17:00 |
Cunts! |
01:17:01 |
You and your f... |
01:17:14 |
Clear the area. |
01:17:16 |
Immediately. |
01:17:20 |
Fuckin' cunt! |
01:17:27 |
Disperse, immediately. |
01:17:39 |
I repeat: disperse now. |
01:17:44 |
Clear the area. |
01:17:47 |
Get him! |
01:17:55 |
Step on the cunt! |
01:17:56 |
Get the cunt on the floor. |
01:18:04 |
Johnson! Johnson! |
01:18:47 |
Get the fuck back! |
01:19:02 |
Get out of the way! |
01:19:14 |
Leave it. |
01:19:49 |
You nearly wound up in |
01:19:55 |
How come you're here? |
01:19:57 |
They call it grieving. |
01:19:59 |
I call it falling fuckin' over. |
01:20:06 |
Rod and the others was up. |
01:20:13 |
Was er... Zeberdee there? |
01:20:15 |
Erm... young fella with black hair? |
01:20:18 |
What, that little prick? |
01:20:23 |
Thank fuck for that. |
01:20:29 |
What about Australia, Bill? |
01:20:32 |
I'll fly next Tuesday. |
01:20:36 |
What about you? |
01:20:39 |
What about me? |
01:20:42 |
Huh! |
01:20:44 |
Was it worth it? |
01:20:58 |
Kicked half to death, |
01:21:03 |
One of the old soldiers |
01:21:05 |
Bright gone for a seven, |
01:21:06 |
and bollocks so ruptured that the only thing |
01:21:11 |
After all that you really do |
01:21:19 |
Course it fuckin' was. |
01:21:30 |
Yeah, just get a pint over here. |
01:21:41 |
They reckon, as soon as he got sentenced, |
01:21:44 |
I'll do it standing on my head, you mug. |
01:21:47 |
You corrupt cunt. It's people like you |
01:21:52 |
- Take him down. |
01:21:54 |
Here you are. |
01:21:57 |
- Where are you going, you slippery cunt? |
01:22:00 |
Zeb, leave me some, |
01:22:32 |
What's happenin', Zeberfuckindee? |