1:08:01
You four stand there. Split on
my run. I want to try something.
1:08:05
Meehan to take it. Looks like
he might chip this one, Bob.
1:08:17
Right at Ratchett's
crown jewels.
1:08:18
It'll take more than a magic sponge
to take the sting out of that.
1:08:22
Fuck me.
1:08:25
For Christ's sake, ref,
that was bloody deliberate.
1:08:27
Free kick. And ball.
Protect yourself at all times.
1:08:30
You what?
Ten yards!
1:08:33
Ten! Come away!
1:08:52
Right in his carrots and onions.
1:08:56
No nookie for Mr. Ratchett.
No nookie for Mrs. Ratchett neither.
1:09:00
Play on!
1:09:02
Just goes to show, Bob,
lightning can strike twice.
1:09:04
Absofuckin'lutely, Bob.
1:09:06
23 minutes of the first half to go
and it's getting heated out there.
1:09:09
Oh, yeah, Bob.
Very rock and roll.
1:09:24
Fuckin' hell.
He's got to get back in goal.
1:09:28
Well, I ain't tellin' him.
1:09:38
Piss off, you Scotch bastard.
1:09:40
How's your daughter,
by the way? Donna?
1:09:43
Still hanging about street corners
and that to feed the habit?
1:09:48
What's up with ya?