: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!
:13:02
Tell me what you see.
:13:04
(EDDIE): It's you, ain't it? John. A bloke.
:13:10
- No.
- An ordinary everyday bloke.
:13:18
- Now what do you see?
- Me.
:13:20
- It's Eddie.
- It's Eddie, John.
:13:22
- A geezer.
- You're looking, but not seeing.
:13:24
Not a bloke, not a geezer, not one of the lads.
:13:27
Know what I see? Bill.
:13:31
- It's what we are.
- No, Trevor, it's not.
:13:33
He's got a point, Sarge.
We are supposed to be Shadwell.
:13:37
Then it's bobble hats and rattles
All round then, isn't it?
:13:41
Who's this?
:13:43
It's a dead ringer for Mr Magoo.
:13:53
(JOHN): Who scored the own goal
that ended our chances of promotion?
:13:56
- (TREVOR): Dempsey.
- (EDDIE): A right corker.
:13:58
He flights it back to the goalkeeper,
to Clark in goal, but he's in the sun.