Nil by Mouth
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:18:00
All across here, right?
All me arms start going numb, right?

:18:04
And I'm in fucking trouble.
I'm bang in trouble.

:18:07
All across me chest, right across here,
all me arms, all tight, you know?

:18:12
One minute I'm having a laugh,
so he thinks I'm mucking about.

:18:15
I think he's....
:18:16
Next minute, I'm on
the floor screaming in pain.

:18:19
So all of a sudden, they've scooped
me up, put me down in a motor...

:18:24
...and off to the hospital.
Micky Tyne wants to drive.

:18:27
Now, the three of us are totally
out of our heads.

:18:30
Micky Tyne is murder in a motor
at the best of times.

:18:33
Think nothing of going down
a one-way street the wrong way.

:18:36
-Guy in the way, he'll run him over.
-We're flying down the Old Kent Road.

:18:39
Next thing we know, we're down
this one-way the wrong way.

:18:43
Suddenly, there's this
big bus in front of us...

:18:46
...with the biggest black man
behind the wheel you've ever seen.

:18:49
And he's leaned out the window,
going:

:18:52
"Where do you think you're going?"
:18:55
He was a spade,
he weren't a fucking paki.

:18:59
No one go in there yet. I think
a rat's crawled up my ass and died.

:19:03
We just timed you. You've been
in there fucking 20 minutes.

:19:09
Shut up. Thank you, darling.
You been anywhere nice?

:19:13
-Here and there. Floating about.
-You want tea, Mum?

:19:16
Yes, please. A strong one.
None of that shamrock shit.

:19:19
-What's that?
-Three leaves.

:19:23
-Give that cunt a dose of poison.
-Don't you start, Trappy Lil.

:19:28
Shall I get a nice little drop of wine?
:19:34
-All right, sweetheart.
-Careful, me head, I'm in pain.

:19:41
Where you going?
You sleeping here?

:19:43
No he fucking ain't!

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