Twelve sites. Twelve farms. One thousand of these estates in the great UK. Bonne chance trying to find them all.
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It's funny, really, but it couldn't be worse timing.
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[camera beeps, clicks] [muffled chattering] [Raymond] There was an incident. Lord George... [Fletcher] Fuck's sake, Raymond. It's a bit fucking wooden. Put something into it, you know, a bit of welly.
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1.4s
[sighs]
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1.5s
Mr. Pearson.
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All right, fantastic. Well, in that case, Bunny, will you help Laura with her things, please? Incoming. It's all right, Bunny. I don't really have anything.
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3.1s
Disneyland. Sounds about right.
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[breathing heavily] [exhales]
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2.2s
It's all right, Bunny. Keep going.
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Do you mind if I sit? Yes.
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2.5s
[sobbing]
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1.4s
Now, now, now.
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1.3s
Good.
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1.3s
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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6.8s
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]
