:42:03
Hang on, what about them blokes
Pete was on about?
:42:06
What? Always got bags of it?
:42:09
Straight out the back door
of the chemical factory?
:42:12
That's fuckin' rubbish.
:42:14
Just sort of bollocks you'd
expect from that flash cunt.
:42:17
Yeah, but it's worth a try.
:42:19
- I'll try him now.
- [Man] Nothing to do?
:42:21
All right, George,
half a minute.
:42:24
I'll pick you up later.
:42:25
Yeah, all right, Jim.
:42:31
D'you want a push start?
:42:32
[Engine starts]
No, thanks.
:42:41
Hey, Jim!
:42:42
I'll be me own bike tomorrow.
:42:44
Eh?
:42:45
The scooter's back
from the garage.
:42:47
Burn the arse off
your rust bucket.
:42:49
Any time.
:43:06
[Dogs bark]
:43:09
Butch! Jenny! It's all right.
:43:12
Go on, get back in there.
:43:15
Hello, young Jim. 0n holiday?
:43:18
Nah, just fancied the day off.
:43:20
You'll be a bloody beatnik
before you know it.
:43:23
Ban the bomb and do fuck all.
Poncin' about.
:43:26
0h, you're all right.
Just you and your Uncle Charlie.
:43:29
Don't have to bother
with a load of cunts.
:43:32
- You know what I mean.
- I don't.
:43:35
No work, no money.
:43:36
And I like money.
:43:38
'Ere, Pete, what about Brighton
this weekend, eh?
:43:41
What about it?
:43:43
Er, pills.
:43:44
We thought you might
get hold of some.
:43:47
Why me?
I'm not a fuckin' pusher.
:43:49
No, but you know
some blokes who are?
:43:52
Not me.
:43:53
Charlie's mates.
:43:55
And I'm not gonna start blabbing
about mates of Charlie's.
:43:59
They're fuckin' big.
They don't mess about.