:13:01
Jack?
:13:04
It was Don Logan.
:13:07
- Oh, Christ.
- Don Logan.
:13:12
Gal, I'm sorry, I didn't know...
:13:14
- It's all right.
- Why didn't he just call us?
:13:18
Who knows what goes on
in that cunt's head?
:13:20
- It's not your fault.
- Shouldn't have picked it up.
:13:24
All right, right, um...
:13:28
You tell Don...
:13:31
Umm... Tell him...thanks.
:13:35
Thanks for thinkin' of me,
but I've gotta decline.
:13:39
- No offence, but...
- You can't.
:13:42
Well, then, tell him...
:13:47
Tell him...
:13:54
- I'd be no good.
- They're serious.
:13:56
Tell him what the fuck
you like, anything!
:14:00
- You can tell him yourself.
- What?
:14:05
- Yeah.
- He's comin' over.
:14:08
Tomorrow.
:14:11
Wants us to pick him up.
:14:16
OK.
:14:19
Senor.
:14:24
He rates you, Gal.
Reckons there's no risk.
:14:33
Oh, that's nice, that. Nice and cold.
:14:40
I love this restaurant.
:14:46
(Gal) Deedee, my lovely wife...
:14:51
Come Saturday I'll have
me pool back, swim in it.
:14:57
Always dreamed of that...this.