:14:03
Eddie. Poor little Eddie.
:14:05
And Tommy, Freddie's old house pet.
:14:09
Happy as fucking monkeys in a cage.
:14:11
Shag pile and Babycham.
:14:13
No ambition. Not like Freddie.
:14:16
Not like me.
:14:20
Yeah?
:14:22
Shut up a minute.
:14:26
Turn that fucking music off!
:14:29
Eddie! Turn it off!
:14:34
- What?
- Turn the music up, Eddie.
:14:37
- Turn the music on now, man.
- He's on the phone.
:14:42
Right.
:14:45
Boys, get in the car.
:14:49
The club is on fire.
:14:51
- Did he say the club's on fire?
- See you later.
:14:54
Fucking hell.
Come on, Derek. Let's get a move on.
:14:57
Derek, come on!
:15:15
- How long you been here?
- Just got here. Just pulled up.
:15:18
- Do you see anyone?
- No.
:15:20
- No one on the door?
- Supposed to be Joe. Didn't turn up.
:15:23
I don't know where he is.
:15:24
- Everyone get out all right?
- Yeah, I think so.
:15:28
Tell him.
:15:31
I'm really sorry.
:15:33
What's Freddie going to do? Take it out
of your bleeding wages, girl? Tell him.
:15:38
There were two of them. Table six.
:15:41
Ordered champagne.
They didn't eat nothing.
:15:44
Couple of minutes after they left...
:15:47
Lennie Taylor.
:15:48
Regulars, were they?
:15:49
All right. It was an oversight.
She's obviously paid for it.
:15:53
All right, angel, try and describe them.
:15:57
What the hell is he up to?