Stella Street
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:53:02
You've been a bad boy, Jimmy.
:53:07
- L'm so sorry, Jimmy.
- Jimmy?

:53:11
Come with me. You pull a stunt like
that again, I'll kill you.

:53:16
Lt's only me, Jimmy.
:53:17
Oh, hello, Mrs. Huggett, how are you?
:53:20
L'm all right.
L don't know why, though, girl.

:53:23
L've done more floors than
you've had hot dinners.

:53:25
You work too hard.
You should be taking it easy.

:53:28
L should be. Anyway,
I'm just here to change Jimmy's sheets.

:53:32
L do that every Wednesday.
Every bleeding Wednesday.

:53:42
Oh, my God.
What's going on here, then?

:53:46
Oh, my God!
L'm fucking cleaned out!

:54:05
Mad old bitch!
:54:13
Help! Help!
He's taken all my money!

:54:17
Yeah, that's right!
Lt's your fault, Mike!

:54:20
Bullshit!
:54:21
Because of you, Michael!
:54:24
- L'd have never gone near the financier.
- Yeah, you fucking prick!

:54:28
- We'll have to climb out the window.
- L'm not going. Lt's a big drop.

:54:32
Don't be a wanker.
Help me tie these sheets together.

:54:35
- You make your decisions.
- Don't wriggle out of this.

:54:38
Leave it out, Jack.
:54:39
You brought this pinstriped peckerhead
into our lives. Lt's your fucking fault.

:54:44
Help! Help!
:54:46
And you, Mick.
:54:47
- You want a portion of this, son?
- Come on, David.

:54:52
Stick it to his ass!
:54:54
A punch-up. They're giving Michael
a good kicking. L'll go and help.

:54:58
Hold on to the rope
and just climb down.


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