:41:09
Leave off, Sam, please.
:41:11
We only wanna have
a bit of roast dinner.
:41:13
We don't know
what we're supposed to have done.
:41:16
Sammy, come on, it's Sunday.
:41:17
- Fuck 'em, Charl, they're not welcome.
- Come on, Sammy, sit down.
:41:21
Come on.
:41:27
It's all right, lads.
:41:28
- Sit down, enjoy your dinner.
- Don't worry about him. Come on, sit down.
:41:32
Come on.
:41:42
Oh, here we go.
:41:44
Oh, look at it.
:41:46
Cunt.
:41:47
Ain't got a bit of class.
:41:49
Thinks it's the bollocks
cos its old man's warm.
:41:52
I think she's lovely.
:41:53
- You're just jealous.
- Fuck off!
:41:55
- Shut up. What do you know? It's just a brass.
- That's rich.
:42:00
Charlie, Frankie, come here.
:42:02
Come here.
:42:06
I'd give a grand to fuck you, boy.
:42:09
If you thought that was bad,
it was nothing compared to what the chef said.
:42:13
- We've run out of lamb.
- You're joking?
:42:44
Come here. Charl.
:42:46
- What?
- See the state of these feet.
:42:48
Come here.
:42:50
Go on, girls!
:42:55
Wahay!
:42:59
Come on, Ronnie!