:10:01
MANAGER: I want your
application letters finished...
:10:03
by the time I get back, right?
:10:05
Any problems, I'm outside.
:10:15
GAZ: I tell you, when women
start pissing like us...
:10:19
that's it.
:10:21
We're finished, Dave.
:10:22
Extincto.
:10:24
DAVE: yeah, I mean, how?
:10:27
you know?
:10:29
TERRY:
Genetic mutations, isn't it?
:10:31
They're turning into us.
:10:32
GAZ: A few years,
and men won't exist...
:10:35
except in a zoo or something.
:10:37
We're not needed no more,
are we?
:10:39
Obsolete. Dinosaurs.
:10:43
yesterday's news.
:10:47
Like skateboards.
:10:49
GERALD: Button it. Some of us
are trying to get a job.
:10:52
Hey, it says no smoking in here.
:10:54
GAZ: Oh, and it says
Jobclub up there...
:10:56
and when were the last time
you saw one of them walk in?
:11:00
you forget, Gerald,
you're not our foreman anymore.
:11:03
you're just like
the rest of us--scrap.
:11:06
Shut it, right?
:11:10
DAVE: Hang on, then.
:11:12
Why were all them women
in working men's club?
:11:15
Now, then,
because of us--men.
:11:19
GAZ:
you call them Chippendales men?
:11:21
Degrading, that's what it were.
:11:22
How many lasses were there,
though?
:11:25
Thousands, baying for blood.
:11:27
Ten quid to watch some fucking
poof get his kit off.
:11:31
DAVE: Right. Times ten quid
by a thousand, right?
:11:34
And you've got...
:11:37
yeah, well, a lot--a very lot.
:11:40
Ten thousand quid.
:11:44
-How much?
-Ten thousand quid.
:11:51
Hey, now, Dave, it's worth
a thought, though, isn't it?
:11:57
GERALD: Oh, aye. Could just see
Little and Large...
:11:58
prancing around Sheffield
with their widgers hanging out.