:11:02
- Has that slight look of Elvis
about him.
:11:05
You know him.
Everyone knows him.
:11:09
And he knows everyone.
:11:11
Eh, it was Mr. Boo himself
introduced us the other night.
:11:14
- And two seconds, Sadie,
I fib you not...
:11:17
two seconds
and his hand's on me ass.
:11:20
My ass. My golden old ass
in Ray Say's hand...
:11:24
while he stands there
tellin' jokes to Mr. Boo.
:11:28
Well, I saw him again
last night.
:11:30
Oh, the music was in our heads...
:11:33
in our heads
and in his wanderin' hands.
:11:36
He'll make it in anything,
Ray Say.
:11:38
He's one of them lovable
twat sorta types.
:11:41
- Drivin' me round
in his lovable twat mobile.
:11:45
- He motored me round
about a million miles an hour.
:11:48
Me heart in me mouth,
his hands up me skirt...
:11:50
and me mind on his meat and veg.
:11:54
Listen. Then it's down to
the harbor for a pronto snog.
:11:58
Oh, lip-lappin' like old hell.
:12:00
But at least he knows how
to slide and dart and take a throat.
:12:04
And at least there's the thick
wad of his wallet...
:12:06
Up against your tit for comfort.
:12:08
Oh, up and down
and down and up...
:12:13
and under the bloody stars.
:12:17
Heaven it were, Sadie.
:12:24
What's up with you lot?
Never had a shag in a Chevy?
:12:43
Hiya.
:12:47
F- Forgot to leave
your, er, reading matter...
:12:50
about services
and all that.
:12:58
Your phone's ringin'.