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hwp Can I have a drink, mate? Mate?
Can I get served here, mate?
Can I have a drink?
Yeah....
I want-- Can I get two--? No, three.
Three pints of lager. And....
Three vodka tonics
and a drop of scotch.
Half a lager and lime.
Three vodka tonics, yeah.
Slice of lemon in them.
And put an olive in that.
You got a tray, mate? Yeah?
A tray?
No, I want half a lager.
Half a lager.
Yeah, lager and lime.
Thats right.
How much?
Aint you got no ice?
You got no ice?
-Hello, Joe. How are you?
-Hello there.
Tom?
Tom, do the lights.
Evening, everyone.
What a miserable-looking lot.
Fucking cheek!
-Well, Im back.
-Yeah.
-Are you pleased to see me?
-Yeah.
-Serious?
-Yes!
Thank you.
What do you think of the tan?
All right? Its all over.
Its not bottle, its all over. Its all over.
Except for the carrots and onions.
I covered them up...
...because you never know, the hole in
the ozone. You know, what they say?
But I go to France every year,
and I dont know why I go....
Oh, here he is, look.
-Did you fucking pick them olives?
-Do you want to drink it or wear it?
-You seen Gus and Paula?
-No. Probably in the other bar.
Ill give them a shout
if I see them.
-Where are you going?
-Ill be back in a minute.
Where you going with all them?
Talk to the geezers.
Whats with you?
Oh, yes.
Round of applause for our emcee,
Dave. Give it up for him.
Where you been? Weve been sitting
here with our tongues hanging out.
Im fucking melting here.
Look at me.
Getting them their fucking drinks.
Shes driving me fucking mad, she is.
I was just telling him
about that Deborah.
-Remember Deborah?
-Deborah?
-That fucking sort. Right good-looking.
-Oh, the bank bird.
-So, anyway, I get to the door, right?
-Thats if its true.
I ring the bell, right?
Im standing there, Im waiting, right?
Theres a geezer standing there
in a see-through womans negligee.
Hes got all the fucking tackle
hanging out. Hes stark naked.
-Hes got a great big la-di-da.
-Yeah, one at both ends.
Yeah, but the cigar was bigger.
He says,
"Hello, you must be Mark.
My wife, Deborah, told me about you.
Drinks are in there, partys in there."
And hes pointed at these doors.
What you call them doors
in the fucking cowboy films?
-Them doors.
-Louver doors.
Louver doors, right?
So all of a sudden Im stand--
-Very sorry, mate.
-All right, mate.
Cunt. Wants to sit in me fucking lap,
doesnt he?
Anyway, so I go through
these louver doors...
...and you aint gonna believe
what Ive seen.
Theres eight or nine couples,
all bang at it. Its an orgy.
Its only turned out to be
a fucking orgy.
Theres assholes going up and down,
theres tits everywhere.
Its like watching a bluey, right?
Im thinking:
"Im having some of this,
this is a bit of me."
So I strip down, right?
Strip down to me boxer shorts...
...sat down on the sofa, picked up an
album cover, and I start rolling a joint.
Tell him about the bird
bending over with the big Earthas.
Theres a bird standing next to me.
Shes leaning over the sofa.
Shes got the biggest pair of tits
youve ever seen.
They are like that, right?
Im thinking,
"Id like to get hold of that."
I look around, she is getting a severe
portion up the fucking Gary, right?
The bird looks down at me
rolling the joint, and she said:
"Oh, no. It aint gonna be one
of those parties, is it?"
-You all right?
-Only heard that times.
And youll hear it fucking
more times, its early yet.
Hello, Tone, its Bill.
Oh, Im all right, mate.
Yeah, whats going on?
Weve fucking been waiting here
for an hour already, mate.
You turned your phone off.
You know what I mean?
Come on, mate. You cant have--
You shouldve said--
Thats bollocks.
Tone, for fucks sake, man.
You fucking left us hanging
in the lurch.
Were fucking shriveling up.
Give us a bang on your beer, mate.
Im fucking gasping. Good man.
Fucking hell, thats nice.
Enjoy that. Cheers.
Your phones been off
for a fucking hour, man.
Do you know what I mean?
Tone, for fucks sake, mate!
Youre fucking us about!
Weve been waiting here
for an hour for you.
-Tell him to hurry up!
-Im telling him!
Tell him to be quicker!
All right? Come now, yeah.
Blinding, all right.
Yeah, it will only take you minutes,
then you can go do your other thing.
Okay, mate. All right, yeah. Ciao.
Getting me more and more.
Can I have another bang on that?
Hes winding me up.
-Hes coming now.
-When?
-Hes coming down.
-Thats definite?
-Yeah.
-Youre not fucking me about, are you?
The drugs are arriving!
-You dropped me off at the airport.
-Wednesday.
Im in bits.
I mean, weve caned the fucking gear.
So I chop one up,
sling it up me fucking hooter.
-I thought you said we was out.
-lt was a bit of personal.
Whats he like, a bit of personal?
Youre fucking murder.
It was a bit of personal.
There they are. Paula, here!
Murderous, all day in traffic
to get here.
-You shouldve been here at .
-Tell me about it.
We took a cab to Catford.
There was an accident.
Traffic was whack, all down
to one lane for nearly a fucking hour.
-Roadwork all the way, as usual.
-Do you want a drink?
-No, thanks
