Twelve sites. Twelve farms. One thousand of these estates in the great UK. Bonne chance trying to find them all.
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Mr. Pearson.
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[breathing heavily] [exhales]
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[sobbing]
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Now, now, now.
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Good.
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Good.
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I trust you will make Michael Pearson pay for this.
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- So why is that news? - Oh, don't you worry, my darling. We are gonna come to the news.
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Not all of that was clear, Fletcher. I mean, according to you, we already know Matthew wants to buy Michael out.
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- [boy 2] Come on then, catch me, dickhead. - Little cunt. - [camera shutter clicking] - [laughing] ["Shimmy Ya" by El Michels Affair plays]
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[Raymond] It's all on Michael. He's to blame.
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I'm approaching my climax.
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It will be done, Uncle.
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Mm?
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And you haven't heard a whisper? How can so much bush go missing and nobody know nothing? [man over phone] Ah, I've heard nothing, Coach, honestly. Nothing on the street. But you know what? There is this geezer called Mickey Pearson. - Who the fuck is Mickey Pearson? - Ah, you know him. He runs the bush game. He's a horrible cunt. You don't wanna step on his toes. But there's no way your lads jimmied their way into his car, so I wouldn't concern yourself with that. All right, you know where to find me, Chasa. Keep your ear to the ground. Primetime, in you get. [Primetime exhaling] Ernie.
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[song fades] What you saying now, fam? Huh? Now I've got backup. [indistinct chatter] You couldn't back up a phone, you cunt.
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But I come in peace. [dog growling] I'm not trying to steal it. I'm trying to buy it.
