:06:22
Hello, Nicky.
:06:24
I got nothing for you today, Mrs Fenwick.
:06:28
- You thought I'd have a bit left over, eh?
- Bit of lights, maybe.
:06:33
I've nought for you, Martha,
nor your good-for-nothing family.
:06:37
No woman's ever had better sons
than mine, nor better man neither.
:06:42
Maybe an empty belly will make him
think twice before calling a strike.
:06:46
- He had good reasons.
- Aye! A clever chap!
:06:50
Bringing misery on the whole town.
You go back and tell him.
:06:55
I'll have no begging around my shop.
:06:58
Keep these doors shut. I've had enough
of these cadgers mooching round.
:07:15
Sitting up all night, stuffing your head
with the high-faluting rubbish.
:07:22
You and your scholarships.
:07:25
(RASPING COUGH)
:07:39
That'll do, lad.
:07:41
If you don't know enough now to pass
that scholarship, 12 hours won't help.
:07:48
Why don't you go for a walk up the field?
:07:52
- Hughie!
- What is it, Mother?
:07:55
- Breakfast.
- Breakfast?
:07:58
Did you say breakfast?
That's what I call a feed.