:17:01
- It was him. He was one of them.
- You shut your fucking mouth!
:17:05
Well, what was I supposed to do?
He started the fire. He fucking shot at me.
:17:11
Fuck!
:17:15
Being flash and a coon,
Roland had to be different.
:17:19
Goes in with the shaft.
Bends the fucking thing.
:17:22
I tell a lie, breaks the fucking thing.
:17:26
Mad John's doing his feet.
Meticulous attention to detail.
:17:32
Billy's doing his ribs.
:17:34
Stone-Age xylophone.
:17:36
- He'll be all right.
- All right?
:17:40
The cunt is in traction
for the next nine months.
:17:42
Might need a fucking wheelchair!
Plastic surgeon. "All right"?
:17:47
It is not fucking all right.
It is all fucking wrong, you morons!
:17:52
Saw him about a year later.
Some scarring, bit of a limp.
:17:56
Seemed all right.
He bought me a drink. What can I say?
:17:59
He misbehaved. Got punished.
:18:04
Fuck! Fore!
:18:06
Should have seen the looks we got
when we brought the clubs back.
:18:10
Remember what I said?
This is a delicate matter.
:18:16
What do you do?
You go and give the cunt a handicap.
:18:26
Fucking grief you've caused me.
:18:30
"Fuck what Freddie says," is that it?
:18:33
Is it? Well, there's the chair.
Who wants it?
:18:36
There it is. Come on, who wants it?
:18:40
Come on, who wants it?
:18:58
No.