:04:03
And closer, in that respect,
to Cary Grant.
:04:07
Ahh.
:04:10
Hey, man, where'd you
get that illusion
:04:27
The only drawback,
or at least the principal drawback...
:04:31
is that you have to endure all manner
of cunts telling you that -
:04:33
No way would I poison my body
with that shite.
:04:38
All them fucking chemicals.
:04:42
No fucking way.
:04:45
It's a waste of your life, man...
:04:47
poisoning your body
with that shite.
:04:50
Every chance you've had, son,
you've blown it.
:04:54
Stuffing your veins
with that filth.
:04:56
From time to time,
even I have uttered the magic words.
:05:05
Never again, Swanney.
I'm off the skag.
:05:07
- Are you serious?
- Yeah, no more.
:05:09
- I'm finished with that shite.
- Well, that's up to you, man.
:05:12
Gonna do it right this time. Gonna get
it sorted out, get off it for good.
:05:15
- I'm sure I've heard that one before.
- The Sick Boy method.
:05:19
Oh, well, it really worked
for him, eh?
:05:21
Well, he's always been
lacking in moral fiber.
:05:24
- He knows a lot about Sean Connery.
- That's hardly a substitute.
:05:27
- You need one more hit?
- No, I don't think so.
:05:30
- For the long night that lies ahead?
:05:33
We called him Mother Superior...
:05:36
on account of the length
of his habit.
:05:38
Of course, I'd have another shot.
After all, I had work to do.
:05:58
Relinquishing junk.
Stage one: preparation.