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:40:00
that you and you are fucking Old Bill!
:40:04
I don't take that from any runt.
You and me, outside. Now!

:40:13
I can smell Old Bill. Smell it here, I don't.
:40:16
He doesn't come over like old Bill, Mark.
:40:18
- He would have shat himself by now.
- You utter fucking wanker.

:40:43
John, mate. I'm sorry. I'm just
a bit uptight with the trial coming up.

:40:48
- What trial?
- You know, my mates the Bill set up.

:40:53
Bob sorted me out, though.
:40:59
Can I buy you a pint?
:41:10
- Ain't my fucking round.
- Come on, Gumbo!

:41:15
Give it a press, Gum.
:41:24
- He fucking guessed it!
- No, I know it.

:41:27
- John! It's your go, mate.
- John, mate. Have a go.

:41:43
- Go on, mate.
- Go on, John.

:41:55
Go on, have a guess.

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