:06:01
...chopping through bone
and gristle and tender flesh?
:06:07
Brian's too soft for any of that.
:06:10
Isn't he?
:06:13
I don't know what you're talking about.
:06:19
You didn't do it for him...
:06:23
...did you?
:06:26
'Cause if I thought...
:06:29
Well, you could kiss
those lovely lips goodbye.
:06:37
And I wouldn't stop there.
:06:44
Any messages for me?
:06:45
Somebody called Ronnie McMinn
phoned this morning. Got his number.
:06:48
Just a pal of mine wanting a game of golf.
:06:50
- Any luck with your clubs?
- What do you expect?
:06:53
The police are a bunch of worthless,
skiving assholes.
:06:56
What about your missing persons?
:06:57
Fucked off in a drunken huff
and left his missus.
:07:00
Is she a dog?
:07:01
Stuart, my son, she is a total fucking dog.
:07:05
Can't blame the poor fucker.
:07:07
Maybe he topped himself having to gaze
at her ugly mug while trying to digest.
:07:13
Clutch, accelerator, brake.
:07:15
No. Brake, accelerator, clutch.
:07:19
Surely.
:07:24
Neutral.
:07:27
"Always make sure
your vehicle is in neutral...
:07:30
...before you start your engine, Petula...
:07:33
...or I will punch your fucking lights out."
:07:38
"Mirror, signal, maneuver."
:07:40
Now what the fuck was that about?
:07:49
Oh, my God!
:07:56
We bring Brian's body here after it's dark.
:07:59
We'll make it seem
the kidnappers held him here...