:03:01
What's it like
to be a loon
:03:05
Ah, no!
:03:07
I liken it
to a balloon
:03:13
How
:03:16
How-ow-ow
:03:18
I danced myself
out of the womb
:03:25
I danced myself
out of the womb
:03:29
Grandma.
:03:32
Your eggs.
:03:37
It's Billy.
I danced myself
into the tomb
:03:41
Come on.
:03:43
I danced myself
out of the womb
:03:49
I danced myself
out of the womb
:03:55
Is it strange
to dance so soon
:03:58
Fuck!
:04:04
You been playing my records,
you little twat!
I never played naught.
:04:08
Ow!
Knobhead!
:04:14
If Dad knew you smoked
that stuff, he'd go mental.
Fuck off, will ya?
:04:18
Twat.
:04:27
I danced myself
out of the womb
:04:32
Here we go, Dad!
Come on, man.
:04:34
Dad!
:04:37
Hurry up, Dad.
We'll be late.
:04:40
The whole frigging world's
gonna be on that picket line
this morning.
:04:43
Oi! You tidy our room.
Dad!
:04:46
There's not much
of this coal left.
:04:48
It's fine. We'll be digging
it up again next month.
:04:51
Don't kid yourself.
:04:53
I'm not waiting for youse.
:04:56
Tony. Tony!
:04:59
See you down
the picket line, Dad.