1. - Chucking yourself off, Vinnie?
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3. Not high enough.
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4. Yeah, all right. Thanks, Ralph.
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5. Tower block. That's what you need.
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7. See you, son.
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8. - Or not.
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9. Come on, then! Come on!
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10. Fuck the middle class.
Fuck The Guardian.
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12. talking bollocks at dinner parties.
Fuck "kwinoa" and quinoa.
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13. Fuck scented candles.
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14. You can fuck your people carriers
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16. Fuck moisturiser, fuck vitamins.
Fuck lacrosse,
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17. and bloody tennis,
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18. They call us Blair's forgotten youth.
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21. But what they'll never understand is this,
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Having a laugh,
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25. - Tell me it's not looking thinner.
- I can't tell.
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37. - Fucking follicly challenged?
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38. - Watch out!
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39. - Oh, shit. What was that?
- It's a pheasant.
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40. - Where is it?
- I don't know. It's wedged in the grille.
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42. Why would a chicken be roaming free?
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43. Why wouldn't a chicken…
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44. - You can tell it's a chicken.
- Look at the plumage!
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45. Fuck the plumage! I cannot go bald.
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46. - They're gaining.
- They're not.
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49. - Morning!
- Morning, Jim.
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55. Piss off. We're gonna go
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56. - keep our heads down.
- You scratch my back
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57. and I'll scratch yours.
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58. - There's a job I need done.
- What job?
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59. Shetland pony.
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60. - Yeah, you might need to elaborate.
- And fast, yeah?
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61. - I need one stolen, so I can enter
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- Why would you wanna go and do that?
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63. - There's a big purse on it.
- "Purse"?
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Robin of fucking Loxley?
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67. Fine. Get all your weed plants off my farm
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68. and your nicked wheels
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72. - It's got to be better, Vin.
- That all this is? One-upmanship?
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74. He shouldn't even be here any more!
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75. I voted leave, and that cunt's
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76. - A fucking Shetland pony!
- We'll get one!
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Just get up the fucking hill.
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79. - Get in the shed! Go!
- Come on, come on!
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82. These are my guys. That's Dylan.
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83. He's been my best mate since school, him.
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84. We bonded over ganja and hip-hop.
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85. Ashley Dennings,
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87. He's fucking damn near useless,
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88. Ashley's the complete opposite.
He comes from a travelling family.
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90. which makes him kind of handy
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93. They say I've got bipolar.
I live in a shack in the woods,
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I've got the day from hell and now
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- I dunno.
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- If your mind has just gone,
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98. "Ash, gypsy blood, horses,"
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99. All right. But do you know
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100. - Of course I do.
- Brilliant. Right, well, take him, then.
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101. - I'm working!
- Fucking take him, then.
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102. - Where are you in all of this?
- Have I not just said
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103. I've got the day from hell?
I've got a million things…
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104. I'm asking you to do one thing.
I've got a million things!
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105. A million things! Bollocks!
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106. I need to get this car to JJ. I've
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107. The last thing I need to do
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108. Ralph Roberts said he saw him
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109. - Shit.
- Oh, crap!
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110. - What is it?
- I think he's getting his arse out again.
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111. - Christ.
- Let me have a look.
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113. He is getting his arse out again.
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115. He's got the world's worst arse.
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116. JJ!
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117. - It's the wrong bleedin' car!
- Huh?
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118. It's the right colour,
it's the right style,
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119. it's the wrong fucking year, mate!
You're gonna have to unsteal this.
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120. JJ. Jehan Jovani.
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121. Legitimate mechanic,
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122. This is bullshit, Vin.
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123. Why the fuck is there
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124. - Thank you. Pheasant.
- It's a chicken, Dylan.
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125. - It isn't.
- Oh, come on. It's a chicken.
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126. - Dude, it's a pheasant!
- It's a chicken!
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127. No, no! Stop, stop! I'll unsteal it.
It's gonna have to be later.
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128. Not later, Vinnie. Now.
This can't stay here.
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129. I can't get fucking caught with this here.
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130. Put a cover over it.
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131. I've gotta be somewhere.
Just one hour. Please, one hour.
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132. You're an angel is what you are.
While you've got your wings on,
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134. - What kind of van?
- Any kind.
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135. As long as it's big enough to fit,
say, a kind of a…
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136. - what d'you call it?
- Medium-sized horse.
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138. Right, well, it's that or nothing.
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140. Come on!
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141. - Bacon? You've been cooking?
- Yeah, I'm starving.
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143. It's a myth with mammal's meat—
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145. - Besides, Nigel likes it.
- Nigel?
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149. Thought it were best he wasn't on his own.
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151. - Where are we gonna lift it from?
- There's a school up in Rybrook.
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155. Okay, but how are we gonna get it
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156. Well, we'll lead it by the rein.
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157. Have you ever tried to get a horse
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158. - No, but I bet you have.
- You're gonna call me a genius.
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159. - Bet you I don't.
- Chloroform.
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161. I bought it down the pub
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162. You get this on a rag,
over its hooter, down it goes.
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163. - That's genius.
- Put the chloroform away.
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165. I'm coming. I'm coming.
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166. Don't you dare come.
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167. - I still haven't.
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168. All right, finish on my tits.
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169. Yeah, all right.
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170. That's Erin.
Used to be a wild child.
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171. Shagging around landed her with a kid.
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172. Since then, she's really
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173. These days, she's a woman with a plan.
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174. - Half three, infants' gate, yeah?
- Yeah.
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175. - Hey!
- You can't forget, Dylan.
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176. - Why would I forget?
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get stoned, the usual.
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178. I won't forget.
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179. It's Careers Night tonight.
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180. I'm gonna ask them about opportunities.
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181. It's gonna happen, Dylan.
As soon as I'm qualified,
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183. - Yeah.
- Right. I won't be back till late, okay?
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- Love you.
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185. Right, he's gonna need
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186. - Yeah.
- Bye.
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187. Where's the car, Vinnie?
- What car's that, Slater?
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188. - The one you nicked this morning.
- You must have the wrong man.
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189. Surprised you're out so early.
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190. I thought you'd be balls deep
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191. Small-time now, Vin.
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192. But small-time leads to medium-time,
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193. and medium-time, inevitably,
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195. you're gonna wish you got a job down
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196. I applied for that job. They were
looking for someone with muscles.
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197. - Fuck off, Slater.
- Dick.
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199. Oh, nothing, but I'm sure
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200. All clear?
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201. - All clear.
- Right, there's two of them.
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202. One blonde, and one white and ginger.
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205. Right, so…
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207. I know I've got a good life.
I've got good mates,
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211. It just runs and runs and runs,
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212. You know, one minute
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214. Next minute, I'm fucking up,
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219. I just have the thoughts. Christ,
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225. You know, then there's me mates.
I don't know what they…
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Am I keeping you from something?
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230. - So you're on quetiapine?
- Mm-hm.
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231. - Is it helping?
- It doesn't help my libido.
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232. Can be barely bothered to rub one out,
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233. Well…
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235. I don't know.
You're the doctor, aren't you?
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236. Well, you can try counselling.
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237. Cognitive behavioural therapy.
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238. There's a five-month
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239. - Unless you're prepared to pay.
- Pay?
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243. - No.
- Get off.
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244. "Net-A-Lover. Amy, 35."
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245. I'm pouring my heart out.
You're on a dating app, netting lovers.
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246. Have you tried it? It's unbelievable.
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247. Honestly, it's changed my life.
Look at this.
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249. - Look at her.
- Oh, she looks nice.
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250. My todger looks like a dog's
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251. - What? Bloody hell! Come on, man!
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253. - And this, that's me.
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255. Bolt? No, it's in the van.
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256. - In the van?
- I offered it a chocolate mouse,
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It's a dumb animal.
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260. - Look, it's in the van.
- Yeah, but look at…
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262. Well, it's a horse. That's what horses do.
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263. - Oh, you dirty…
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- Tommo, mate, I can't.
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267. - I've got Erin's kid.
- Bring him along.
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268. Bring him along? To help you fit
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270. Tommo.
Handsome, crafty, unhinged.
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the back of your sister.
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272. He's had chlamydia more often
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273. - It's an erotic dungeon.
- It's not an erotic dungeon.
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274. - Hasn't it got lice?
- Hang on. What time you got him till?
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275. - All night. Why?
- Er, are you not forgetting summat?
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276. - Poker match, upstairs 7:30.
- Count me out.
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278. It's my money, it's Vinnie's money.
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279. Anyway, it's arranged. Sandy'll
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280. - What's that?
- Babysit Tyler tonight for Dylan.
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281. - Boys, you know I would, if I could.
- Dylan!
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282. Dylan? Dylan. 'Eh up, Tommo.
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- That'll be it.
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286. They'll be bloody bumming, won't they?
Knobhead.
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290. Get your stuff together
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291. I told you, I'm here till 3:00, then I've
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293. - Kath, love.
- You all right, Vin?
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294. Yeah, all right. I'm just
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295. - for a few hours?
- Why do you need him?
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296. Because I've just lost two idiots
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298. - You got your car?
- Yep.
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300. If you'll help me fit a sex swing
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301. Every fucker wants something!
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305. well, then the sameness factor
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307. - It's just a drink.
- Got a boyfriend.
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- Got a son as well.
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- Yep.
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310. - You don't look old enough.
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- No.
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- Cranial trauma.
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323. Yeah, fucking animals this family.
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326. - Know what I mean?
- Mm.
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328. Some want spanking,
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330. wanted me to lick custard off his nuts.
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331. - Fair do's.
- No.
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333. - Yeah.
- Creatures with urges.
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335. - some granny's gummy cakehole.
- Ugh!
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in soft warm holes. End of.
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337. You're an ambassador
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338. - Christ. Do a left here, will you?
- Right, yeah.
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340. - They haven't even took it, dude.
- Maybe they found one somewhere else.
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- No, I'm picking up Tyler.
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- Come on, you silly sod.
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- What?
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- Jesus!
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352. Jesus!
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353. - Is he trying to kill us?
- Vinnie! Vinnie!
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- Hey, what the hell are you…
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362. - Could've fucking killed us!
- He was aiming to miss.
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- Oh, don't be grumpy. Hey, Dyl.
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- Me? Christ, no.
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- Oh, booming, yeah.
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- No. Tyler Croft.
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390. two morons who got lost stealing
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391. Christ, she must really know you, Dylan.
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392. Just go faster.
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393. Why do I listen to you every time?
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394. I was at work, my day was planned,
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395. - and you derail everything.
- Derail ev…
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396. Do you know,
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397. You've got a mind of your own.
I'll tell you why you're here, Dylan,
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398. because you bloody wanna be.
If you're looking for someone to blame,
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399. you can piss off and blame yourself.
Pissy bugger.
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400. - Mind the bloody bend, Tommo. Bend!
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401. Bloody hell.
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402. It's the bloody van. Have they
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403. Cardi. Whoa, whoa!
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404. - Bloody fumes, or summat.
- It's chloroform.
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405. If that's on their clothes,
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406. - How we gonna get them out?
- Cover your face.
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407. - Ash first.
- All right.
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408. - I'll take Cardi.
- What, on your own?
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409. You'll put your bloody back out.
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410. - Go and get the pony.
- Pony?
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411. We still need the bloody horse, Dylan!
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412. - I'm supposed to be at Tyler's school!
- Pony!
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414. It's on his jeans.
They'll have to come off.
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415. Right, I'll get his jeans off.
You get Cardi.
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416. All right, dude. It's all right, mate.
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417. Whoa, whoa.
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418. - What? What?
- Blood and sand, dude!
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419. - Jesus Christ!
- What?
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420. His knob's massive.
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421. - Did you know?
- What? No, I didn't know.
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422. - Did you know?
- Of course.
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423. - How?
- I just knew.
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424. We're gonna need an ambulance.
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425. Thanks!
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426. I was on my way, right?
I swear to you.
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427. I was on my way,
and then we swerved, right?
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428. We almost hit a horse.
And that is when we found the others,
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429. and I couldn't just leave them,
they were in a bad way.
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430. Will you please, please go to college?
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431. Go back to Careers Night,
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432. What are you so afraid of?
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433. Achieving something?
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434. Actually participating in the world? What?
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435. Maybe I just like getting stoned
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436. Oh, fine.
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437. Fine, you tell yourself that.
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438. Tell yourself that's all
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439. There's a smart brain in there, Dylan.
You do nothing with it.
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440. You try playing six games
of poker simultaneously!
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441. - Oh, fuck off.
- It's a joke.
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442. Erin, what am I supposed to do?
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443. Eh? What? Put a suit on?
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444. Go… Go tap a keyboard in some
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445. Chat crap with Martin from accounts.
"All right, Martin, how are you doing?"
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446. "Good weekend? Did you watch the footie?"
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447. Fuck you. Don't make me out
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448. I'm not telling you to go
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449. But stealing cars and tiny horses…
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450. What? Is that your career, is it?
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451. You know what?
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452. You are. Or the next time you'll swerve,
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453. hit a fucking wall and I'm gonna
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454. - I'm worried about him.
- Why?
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455. - If we leave… When we leave…
- Mm.
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456. - Who is gonna look after him?
- He'll survive, Dylan.
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457. - Yeah?
- Yeah.
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458. Then why has he been seen
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459. All right. All right, so, what?
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460. What are we gonna do?
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461. You can't dedicate your life
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462. Have you thought that he might be on
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463. - you're thinking about leaving?
- No, that's shit.
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464. Is it? He's bipolar!
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465. He's on meds, he doesn't…
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466. He doesn't need you, Dylan. He wants you.
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467. Having you around stops him
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468. You endorse each other.
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469. Look, just…
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470. go to college, all right?
Come on, I'm here.
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471. And I will not leave this house,
all right? I promise.
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472. Come on.
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473. - Come on.
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474. Get Dylan at that card game tonight.
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475. He's playing wi' our money,
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476. - and I need them winnings.
- Mm.
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477. I need 'em, too, but you heard him
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478. There's a big purse available, Vin.
He's the best player there is.
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479. Purse. What is it with everyone
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480. - Listen, I'll do my best…
All right, Vin?
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481. You all right? You all right, Geoff?
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482. - How's your mum?
- Oh, she's over the worst now.
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483. Thanks for asking.
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484. - All right, well, send her my love.
- I will.
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485. Good stuff.
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486. - So…
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487. - Is that your horse in the yard?
- I…
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488. Geoffrey, that one's spoken for.
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489. Cheeky bastard.
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490. Eh?
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491. - It's blonde.
- So?
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492. So, I didn't ask you
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493. No, dickhead, you didn't specify.
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494. You said, "Steal me a pony." So, there.
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495. Whoever owns it is gonna
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496. Jimbo! I don't know what to tell you.
You said, "Steal me a pony."
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497. So, I got you one. Bloody hell.
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498. - Hang on.
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499. I've got an idea.
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500. "Lose The Grey"?
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501. I couldn't shift the bloody stuff.
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502. Fuck's sake.
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503. I'm doing all right.
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504. You got to get
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505. The devil's in the detail.
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506. You fucking missed a bit.
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507. Don't like being behind it.
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508. - I think this is gonna bloody work!
- This is well gonna work.
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509. Make sure you don't miss
anything on the legs.
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510. There's not like
a surplus of tiny horses knocking around.
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511. It's a Shetland pony, not a horse!
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512. There we go.
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513. Look, look, I've told you
I'll cover for you.
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514. - No!
- Well, you're gonna
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515. make enough in one night to see you
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516. - and Erin right for a month.
- I'm with Tyler! I gave my word!
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517. Yeah, you did. You gave your word.
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518. You gave your word to Tommo,
you gave your word to me.
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519. Do you know I've got an hole in my roof?
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520. Huh? I've got a fucking hole.
I'm sleeping in a sou'wester
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521. and bloody long johns. I look ridiculous.
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522. Listen to logic, right?
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523. - Erin's out till what, 10 o'clock, yeah?
- Yeah.
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524. - Tyler's gonna be in bed, isn't he?
- Yeah.
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525. And you're gonna be sat downstairs
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526. So, if I'm sat downstairs
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527. what's the bloody difference?
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528. - No.
- As long as you're back before she is,
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529. what's the difference, Dylan?
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530. No! Mate, no means no, all right?
I'm hanging up the phone.
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531. No, no, Dylan. Don't hang up the phone.
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532. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have shouted.
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533. How about this? I'll ring Big Sandy,
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534. She can't, and even if she could, no.
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535. Vin, mate, you're doing that thing
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536. where you don't think
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537. Think of anyone but mys…
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538. Dylan, I'm trying to make you money!
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539. I'm trying to make you the money!
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540. I said, "I'll do it."
"I'll do it, I'll count cards."
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541. I can fucking bluff. I can do all that.
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542. And when I fucking win,
which I absolutely will,
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543. you're getting zilch.
Fuck all. Sweet FA, dude.
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544. So, don't come pissing and whingeing
to me when you and Erin are skint.
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545. - Fuck.
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546. - 'Ey up, JJ, what's going on?
- Oh, just shut it, all right?
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547. I've had the police at my garage.
Get the wheels out of there.
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548. All right. It's just…
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549. Dude, it's been a fucking nightmare day.
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550. - Have you diverted them?
- Yes.
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551. But just get rid.
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552. - I will.
- You've sent me to drink, Vin,
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553. fucking drink.
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554. JJ?
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555. Fuck!
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556. You all right, Dyl?
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557. What can I get you gents?
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558. Vincent O'Neill.
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559. - Who?
- I said I'm looking for Vincent O'Neill.
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560. Do you know where he is?
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561. - No.
- Skinny lad, receding hairline.
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562. We need to find him.
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563. - All right?
- Two rules.
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564. Don't eat anything
and don't smoke indoors, and…
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565. do not take your shoes off…
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566. 'cause that stink lingers.
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567. That's three rules.
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568. - Who were they?
- They work for Terence McCann.
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569. - Who?
- Terence McCann,
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570. businessman, in inverted commas.
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571. Apparently, he isn't very happy,
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572. because one of his daughter's ponies
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574. JJ? I've unstolen it, man.
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575. I've got to get you
the other one tomorrow.
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576. [JJ] Vinnie, Vinnie. There's a problem.
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577. All right, that fucking pony,
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578. - you have to give it back.
- What?
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579. It belongs to Terence McCann.
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580. - Now he said—
- Terence McFucking…
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581. - Who the fuck… Hang on a minute.
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582. - Got a call coming through here.
- All right.
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583. - Jim, what's going on, man?
- I've just seen a flashlight
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584. heading down the path
towards your shack, Vin.
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585. You wanna check you haven't got visitors.
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586. Oh, shit.
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587. All right, I'm on my way.
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588. Nine. Three of a kind.
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589. Shit!
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590. All right, I'm armed.
I don't want any trouble.
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591. Dad!
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592. - You're going a bit thin there, son!
- Eh?
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593. Piss off. What, she thrown
you out again, has she?
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594. - No. Her husband's got early release.
- Oh.
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595. Mm.
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596. I've got to go, but I'll see you later.
See you tomorrow.
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597. Fuck's sake!
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598. - Didn't know you had a unicycle.
- All right, Jake?
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599. Lift? Throw the bike in the back?
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600. Er, no, you're all right.
I'll get a bus. It's fine.
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601. I've got a Duran Duran CD.
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602. Dad's car.
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603. Yeah, Okay. All right, thank you.
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604. - What the bloody hell's going on, Dyl?
- It's not my night.
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605. Make it your night.
You're better than these twats.
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606. Look, mate. I can't focus.
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607. You're losing a lot of money, sweetheart.
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608. More importantly, yeah,
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609. - What do you want me to say?
- Nothing exists
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610. outside of this room, Dylan.
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611. Now sit the fuck back down
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612. There's a good lad.
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613. Sing it.
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614. You know it! You know it!
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615. Oh, hey, how's it going, mate?
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616. - Where am I?
- Oh, I've had to take you out for a bit,
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617. but I'm sorry,
I'm gonna take you home now.
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618. - Who lives there?
- I live there.
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619. - Can I go inside?
- No, not really.
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620. I've gotta get you home, dude.
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621. - Please!
- There's a fat, bald monster in there.
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622. - You're not gonna like it.
- Oh, please!
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623. Yeah, go on. Five minutes.
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624. We're not staying long, you know.
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625. So, this is home, is it?
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626. For now, yeah.
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627. Let's just say it doesn't feature
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628. Looks all right.
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629. There's thousands of towns like
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630. No one gives a shit about them…
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631. until it turns into the Wild West.
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632. I want my son to know different.
Know what I mean?
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633. Fancy continuing this dissection
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634. You're not easily put off, are you?
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635. No, I need to get back.
Dylan's looking after Tyler.
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636. You've got a boyfriend. You've got a son.
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637. So, as friends?
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638. All right, one pint. One.
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639. Aren't you scared being
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640. No, am I 'eck! I love
being out here in the woods.
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641. The woods is the only place
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642. Can I bring my mum here?
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643. 'Course you can. You can bring her
anytime you want. Yeah, 'course.
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644. My mum can bounce an egg on her head.
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645. - Can she really?
- Yeah.
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646. No, she can't. Can she really?
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647. My God. That's some bloody skill,
innit? I can't.
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648. I love your mum.
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649. She's an eggs-traordinary woman.
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651. My mum, she's not around any more.
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652. - Is she dead?
- No, she's not dead.
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653. She just went away when I was little.
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654. - Like my dad?
- Yeah, yeah.
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655. Even though I hope she'll come back,
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656. I think that's why I stay in this town.
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657. So if she does come back, you know,
she might know where to find me, see?
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659. Oh, thanks.
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660. It's an owl.
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661. All right, Kath?
Can I have a pint of lager
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662. and a pint of Guinness, please?
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663. - For your new fella?
- No, he's a college mate.
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664. I believe ya. Thousands wouldn't.
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665. Mind you, it'd be a bold move
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666. - in your own local.
- Mm-hm.
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667. Especially with them lot all upstairs.
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668. - What lot?
- Poker game. Dylan's in there.
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669. - Wanker.
What? Wait!
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670. Erin! Erin!
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671. Erin, Erin. Wait! Erin, Tyler's fine.
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672. Vinnie's looking after him.
He's safe. They're home.
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673. You wanna buy some chloroform?
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674. Vinnie's looking after him!
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675. - Good evening?
- Shit.
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676. - You?
- Terrible.
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677. What happened?
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678. - Vinnie.
- Erin.
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679. - Thanks for minding him for me.
- Oh, it's my pleasure.
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I shouldn't have done—
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682. It's not, it's not.
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684. In this relationship.
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685. Well, if there is,
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686. I'm not saying it's you or me, Vin, okay?
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687. I'll never make that threat.
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688. But one day soon, I will leave with Tyler,
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689. and I won't be coming back.
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690. And he needs to decide what life he wants.
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691. I'm glad to see you both awake.
How you feeling?
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- Heartbroken.
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- Never mind bloody Nigel.
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694. Honest to God, he's a bird
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696. - Fucking chloroform!
- It's his stupid fault!
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697. If he'd let me use it on the horse,
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698. - Yeah, it's my fault.
- When will they let you out?
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- Fresh air.
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704. Your pony's a cunt.
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705. Good lad.
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706. - Go on, Jim.
- Vincent O'Neill?
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- Terence McCann.
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709. You must have the wrong lad.
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715. The moment in your life
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- What about her?
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722. - …next, you're gone.
- How am I gonna lift her?
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- On it.
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725. I don't want her beaten up.
Just a straight message.
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727. - Where are they?
- I don't know. Ow!
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