:02:03
Milk plus vellocet or
synthemesc or drencrom...
:02:06
... which is what we were drinking.
:02:09
This would sharpen you up...
:02:10
...and make you ready for a bit
of the old ultra-violence.
:02:18
In Dublin 's fair city
:02:22
Where the girls are so pretty
:02:27
I first set my eyes
:02:31
On sweet Molly Malone
:02:36
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow
:02:40
Through streets broad and narrow
:02:45
Crying, ''Cockles and mussels.... ''
:02:50
One thing I could never stand...
:02:52
... was to see a filthy,
dirty old drunkie...
:02:55
...howling away at the
filthy songs of his fathers...
:02:58
...and going ''blerp blerp''
in between...
:03:00
...as it might be a filthy old
orchestra in his stinking guts.
:03:04
I could never stand to see anyone
like that, whatever his age.
:03:08
But more especially when he
was real old, like this one was.
:03:18
Can you spare some cutter,
me brothers?
:03:25
Go on! Do me in, you bastard cowards!
I don't want to Iive anyway.
:03:31
Not in a stinking worId
Iike this.
:03:36
And what's so stinking about it?
:03:39
It's a stinking worId because
there's no Iaw and order anymore!
:03:43
It stinks because it Iets
the young get onto the oId. . .
:03:47
. . .Iike you done!
:03:49
It's no worId
for an oId man any Ionger.
:03:54
What kind of a worId is it
at aII?
:03:58
Men on the moon.