It's funny, really, but it couldn't be worse timing.
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Carry on, chaps.
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Only I'm better at it than you are.
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- Bobby. - Boss? I'll have a pint and a pickled egg.
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So why the fuck are you here? [stomach gurgling]
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Those are some nails.
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[man] Should I be scared?
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And that's before you even think about getting power in here.
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You'll be fine in an hour or two, long enough to consider your past indiscretions.
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[sighs]
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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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Does that arouse your interest, Raymond?
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I can get to you anywhere.
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It will be done, Uncle.
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As you was, boys and girls.
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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.
