:09:19
Nicky, love.
Nic, come here.
:09:21
Come in here.
Come on.
:09:24
Now, this is Bob's mum, Grace.
This is Nic.
:09:28
- Hello, Grace.
- Our Susan's boyfriend, you know?
:09:31
- And Arthur, his dad.
- Hello, Bob. Nice to meet you.
:09:34
He's a nice lad.
:09:36
What do you do for a living, Bob?
:09:39
- It's Nic, man.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
:09:41
- Nick with an ''N.''
- With an ''N''? Ah.
:09:45
Bob, what do you do for a living?
:09:47
Um, nothing.
:09:50
-He plays the guitar. Bob Dylan's songs.
-Badly.
:09:54
- You gonna help us with the washin'?
- I was lookin' for Susan.
:09:56
No. Stay and help us. Oh, look at him.
Look at him. Look at this!
:10:00
Hey, June, come here.
Feel this.
:10:08
Look how smooth!
Have you started shaving yet, son?
:10:12
Aye.
:10:16
Hey, I'm sorry, love.
:10:18
- I'm gonna have some more.
- Susan.
:10:21
- What about her?
- Where is she?
:10:22
She's went to bed 'cause
she was drinking far too much...
:10:25
on which,
I need another sherry.
:10:28
I said, ''If you're sick--'' 'cause
she looked like she was gonna hoick...
:10:31
on that new carpet,
''I'll rub your bloody nose in it.''
:10:34
So I've sent her to bed and
she should be sleepin'. All right?
:10:39
So if she is--
:10:40
Grace, man, just lay off.
:10:44
- So if she's sleepin', let her sleep.
- I will. Thanks.
:10:47
Good night.
:10:52
He'd kill me.
No. Look. Oh, look.
:10:55
Have you noticed the way he walks?
He must practice in the mirror.