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:11:11
At least there's no Pentland.
I reckon they've bottled.

:11:16
You don't know your arse, son.
:11:17
You'll have had enough of Pentland
before the day's out.

:11:32
(INDISTINGUISHABLE ABUSE)
:12:10
(ALL): # Shadwell never, never, never
shall lose face

:12:16
There it is, the ground.
:12:19
I don't give a fuck, John, to be quite honest.
:12:26
Had some of your lot in lockup.
:12:30
- My lot?
- Wapping fans, trashed a nightclub.

:12:34
They aren't my lot. My lot are Shadwell.
:12:36
- They're all the same, though.
- That's what they say about us.

:12:39
- You are enjoying your meal, I hope.
- Yes. Thank you, Giuseppe.

:12:43
- The scallops are marvellous.
- I have a special dessert for you.

:12:47
- Could we have another of these?
- I don't want any more.

:12:49
- I do, though. Another half-bottle.
- Certainly.

:12:55
What did you do all day?
:12:58
(JOHN): Look at me!

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