:01:07
The alarm's gone off, yer know.
:01:09
Do you think I don't know?
:01:14
- Jud?
- What?
:01:17
- You'll be late.
- Shut it.
:01:21
- Clock's not fast, yer know.
- I said, shut it.
:01:24
- Give over. That hurts!
- Well, shut it, then.
:01:27
I'll tell me mam on you.
:01:29
Shut yer stinkin' mouth.
:01:38
Oh, Christ!
:01:42
- Set clock on for me, Jud. For seven.
- Set it yerself.
:01:45
Go on, you're up.
:01:50
Hands off cocks; on socks.
:01:55
You rotten sod!
Just because you've to get up!
:01:58
- Another few weeks, you'll be up with me.
- I'll not.
:02:01
- Won't yer?
- No, cos I'm not gonna work down the pit.
:02:05
- Where are yer gonna work?
- I don't know, but not down the pit.
:02:08
No. And have I to tell yer why?
:02:11
For one thing, you've to be able
to read and write before they set yer on.
:02:14
And they wouldn't have
a weedy little twat like thee.
:02:17
- Switch t'light out, then.
- Switch it out yerself.