1.  Soph, just heard. The Shapiro
Finance presentation's been cancelled. 
			  
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2.  - Rod's hypoglycaemic again.
- Oh, dear. Poor Rod. 
			  
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3.  Yeah, terrible. On the
bright side, free hour. 
			  
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4.  Want to see if Marketing have left
any biscuits in Meeting Room B? 
			  
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5.  Maybe. But I don't think it's a good
idea for us to hang out together. 
			  
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6.  It's just... The thing is...
Jeff's asked... said, actually... 
			  
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7.  He thinks you and I should see less
of each other. He's old-fashioned. 
			  
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8.  Old-fashioned? What's next?
Put you in a chastity belt 
			  
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9.  and make you... drive around
in an old-fashioned car? 
			  
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10.  He's going to move in with me for
a couple of months, see if it helps. 
			  
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11.  Moving in won't help. Give
him space. That might help. 
			  
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12.  I'm really sorry, Mark. 
			  
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13.  'I'm staring into the abyss.
I don't like the look of the abyss.' 
			  
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14.  He's right here. It's switchboard.
Urgent call for you. -Thanks. 
			  
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15.  'Maybe I can fill the abyss
with lots of urgent calls.' 
			  
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16.  Hello. -When are you getting back from work?
- 6.30, like normal. You said it was urgent, Jeremy. 
			  
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17.  We're supposed to be
flatmates. Nancy is in the States 
			  
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18.  and Super Hans is on
the rig. I need a friend. 
			  
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19.  Jez, just relax. Isn't
Ready, Steady, Cook on? 
			  
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20.  Just finished. Green peppers won, as
usual. It's Nuremberg all over again. 
			  
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21.  There's some chocolate in the fridge
under the egg tray. See you tonight. 
			  
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22.  'OK, going undercover.
'Jeff's apparent mate, who would 
			  
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23.  never try to nick his bird from
under his stupid old-fashioned nose. 
			  
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24.  'Man chat topics:
Footballer Darren Anderton. 
			  
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25.  Figure of ridicule due to repeated injuries. 
			  
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26.  'Turkish shepherd,
ate his own testicles. 
			  
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27.  NB: Ignore tragic
earthquake context. 
			  
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28.  'Ferrari Testarossa, fast car.
Obviously no need to note that. 
			  
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29.  'Shit, I'm making too many
notes! Just imbibe the culture. 
			  
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30.  Yes, civilisation
is definitely doomed.' 
			  
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31.  Hey. What's with all the mags? 
			  
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32.  If you can't have sex with a monkey,
make friends with the organ grinder. 
			  
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33.  Right. You didn't try to
have sex with a monkey? 
			  
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34.  No. I'm going to the pub with Jeff.
- With Jeff? 
			  
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35.  This is a special mission. -Mark,
I'm bored, dangerously bored. 
			  
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36.  I considered doing that thing that that
MP and Michael Hutchence did. You know... 
			  
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37.  Jez, don't do that. I won't be long.
Then we can talk about... stuff. 
			  
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38.  I don't want to talk. I want to live. I
want to do things. -What sort of things? 
			  
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39.  Fun things, normal things. Archery,
badger-baiting. Whatever people do. 
			  
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40.  I'll be as quick as I can. 
			  
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41.  If you do that thing, don't do it in here
- the hook's practically out of the door. 
			  
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42.  Why the sudden urge to join the pool
league? I didn't even know you played. 
			  
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43.  Oh, yeah. I play, all right.
Misspent youth. You know the score. 
			  
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44.  Right. -Plus I thought it
would be good to hang out a bit. 
			  
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45.  You're a bloke, I'm a bloke.
We're both bloody good blokes, 
			  
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46.  unlike that Turkish shepherd who chewed
off his own knackers. Did you see that? 
			  
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47.  No, I don't think so.
- Bloody shithead. 
			  
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48.  Yes! Mark the shark is in business!
- You're stripes, Mark. 
			  
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49.  Oh, yes. Right. You play
that, do you? Of course. 
			  
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50.  So... FHM have only gone and done
a bloody sex issue. Did you see that? 
			  
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51.  Loads of birds, foil
bag, the whole caboodle. 
			  
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52.  Carmen Electra's in there. I would seriously
love to really, really bang her. 
			  
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53.  Although, if it was a choice between that or a
drive in a Ferrari Testarossa – phew, too close to call. 
			  
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54.  You've given up
trying to hump Soph? -Pardon? 
			  
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55.  - I said, you've given up trying to...
- Yes, I heard what you said. 
			  
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56.  Well, let's be honest. I
suppose the best man won. -Right. 
			  
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57.  This is fun. Isn't it? 
			  
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58.  - Hey, Marky Mark.
- Hey, Jez. 
			  
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59.  Thanks for the call. This beats
being home in the same old trousers. 
			  
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60.  That's Jeff's. -Jeff's?
- He's in the bog. 
			  
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61.  It's going a bit terribly. But it's
important I make friends with him. 
			  
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62.  So I thought you're more
of a fun guy than me. 
			  
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63.  So I'm the fluffer? 
			  
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64.  No, it's not like that. If I
don't make friends with Jeff, 
			  
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65.  there's a chance I'll never speak
to Sophie properly ever again. 
			  
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66.  Oh, hi, Jeff. You remember Jeremy. -Nice
to see you, mate. Fantastic trainers. 
			  
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67.  Cheers, mate. I got a pair. The straps
go all the way up, like a Roman sandal. 
			  
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68.  So, what now? A round of sambucas and hit a
club, or just head back to ours or Sophie's? 
			  
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69.  A mate just called. He has a poker school. If you're
interested in losing a bit of money, we could go. 
			  
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70.  'Bonding with Jeff. I'm almost there, Soph.
Clear the runway. I'm coming in to land.' 
			  
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71.  Mark. -Right. Sorry. 'I think
I've got a pretty good hand. 
			  
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72.  'But there's always a chance
someone else might have a better one. 
			  
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73.  'There's no way of
knowing for sure.' I fold. 
			  
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74.  'This is it. I have
entered the world of men. 
			  
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75.  'All I need is some beef
jerky and somewhere to spit. 
			  
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76.  'So, what have I got? 
			  
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77.  'All the reds. That looks amazing.' 
			  
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78.  I'm hot... 
			  
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79.  like Pol Pot. 
			  
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80.  Squeeze me.
- No. Too rich for my blood. 
			  
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81.  I'll stay, friend.
And I'll raise you... 
			  
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82.  30. Oh, yeah? Well,
I'll stay too... friend. 
			  
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83.  And when the going gets tough,
you need to roll out the big potatoes. 
			  
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84.  May I?
- Er... maybe. 
			  
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85.  Let's eat. 
			  
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86.  I'm out. 
			  
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87.  Red sky at night,
shepherd's delight. 
			  
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88.  Nice bluffing, lad! 
			  
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89.  Yeah. 'Hey, I'm really good at this
without realising how. This is ideal.' 
			  
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90.  So we're all gonna be great mates. We
could pile back to yours and Sophie's? 
			  
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91.  Bit late for you. What do you
play? Seven-card stud? Texas Holdem? 
			  
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92.  I just play the cards as
they're dealt, my friend. 
			  
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93.  Or stay here and
play something else. 
			  
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94.  Should we go for a drink?
- Yeah. 
			  
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95.  'It's a relief. Tell me your
dreams, memories and reflections, Jeff. 
			  
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96.  'What a surprise - you haven't
got any because you're a gristle-head. 
			  
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97.  'Time to cut out the middleman.'
- Hey, Soph. -Oh, hey, Mark. 
			  
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98.  I was talking to Alan about Rod from Shapiro
Finance. We should do something for him. -Yeah. 
			  
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99.  Yeah, for diabetes. Give
something back to a top JLB client 
			  
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100.  and give a nasty, unglamorous
illness a kick in the pants at the same time. 
			  
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101.  I said I'd talk to you about
a sponsored something. 
			  
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102.  Sure. We could, but... -It is for charity,
but I could tell Alan you're not into it. 
			  
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103.  No. Sure, we could do a sponsored something.
I could do a sponsored run. 
			  
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104.  You could do a sponsored history...
thing. Or dig. Or just reading. 
			  
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105.  If we do something together, it
would capture people's imagination. 
			  
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106.  Maybe... 'Maximum physical
contact. Potential horseplay.' 
			  
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107.  Swimming? -Mark, I don't think... 
			  
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108.  Let's brainstorm later. Sorry, Soph. 
			  
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109.  Jeremy, you can't just pop in cos
you're bored. I'll be home in an hour. 
			  
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110.  Why don't you kill some time at Caesar's
World? -Actually, I've come to see Jeff. 
			  
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111.  I appreciate what you're doing, but
the Jeff project's been abandoned. 
			  
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112.  No, he asked if I fancied going
kickboxing and I thought, why not? 
			  
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113.  You're going out with him for fun?
- Yeah. Jeff's a really good guy. 
			  
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114.  He doesn't complain that
the music's too loud in bars 
			  
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115.  or when it's his round and you ask him
for an extra bag of nuts. He's a real man. 
			  
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116.  'Sponsored bungee. 
			  
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117.  'Three days to organise, a lifetime to
look back on from our cottage in Dorset.' 
			  
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118.  Alan's gonna be so pleased with us. 
			  
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119.  Feel a bit safer strapped together?
- Yeah. Sorry about the big panic. 
			  
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120.  'She bought it.
"Ooh, I'm so scared."' 
			  
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121.  I feel better doing a tandem jump. 
			  
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122.  'This is great. I think I prefer
this to sex. No responsibility. 
			  
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123.  'I'm strapped on. If I get a
bonk on, I'll say it's a buckle. 
			  
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124.  'Be too much to think about anyway, 
			  
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125.  'what with falling towards the ground with
only a massive rubber band between me and... 
			  
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126.  'What the fuck am I doing? 
			  
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127.  'All my normal sensible cowardice has
been overridden by stupid love! ' 
			  
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128.  - Oh, God.
- You all right, Mark? 
			  
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129.  - Yes. No, I don't know.
- What's the matter? 
			  
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130.  I think I'm actually very hungry.
Let's not jump and just have lunch. 
			  
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131.  I'm genuinely really, really
hungry, too hungry to jump! 
			  
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132.  Guys, you're on. -Relax.
I'll be with you all the way. 
			  
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133.  I don't want to go. I need a sandwich.
- Looks like we got ourselves a Humpty. 
			  
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134.  It's too late to back
out. Stay calm. 
			  
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135.  Humpty, cling on to your girlfriend. -I'm not
his girlfriend. -Stop calling me Humpty! 
			  
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136.  Come on, Mark.
- No, no! No! I'm hungry! 
			  
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137.  - I'm too bloody hungry to jump!
- But we're here now. 
			  
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138.  I'm starving! It's not fair.
You can't make a hungry man jump! 
			  
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139.  Thanks so much. It
all makes a difference. 
			  
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140.  I don't think we should be
doing this. -Why not? Who loses? 
			  
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141.  It feels dishonest. 
			  
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142.  Wake up. You think no-one mimed at Live
Aid? The ends always justify the means. 
			  
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143.  Doesn't it prick your conscience? 
			  
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144.  It was a long way down. Most people
would be scared to even go up there. 
			  
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145.  Most people wouldn't volunteer
for a charity bungee jump. 
			  
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146.  There's no need to go sarcastic. 
			  
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147.  I've got a plan. Trek the
Andes. I've got a mate and he did it. 
			  
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148.  Two weeks in Peru and we
can stick it to arthritis. 
			  
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149.  Listen. I know you're doing this to
spend time with me and I appreciate it. 
			  
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150.  But there's Jeff. I don't think we should
see each other any more. Sorry, Mark. 
			  
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151.  'I've entered the abyss. 
			  
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152.  'I've bought a house in the abyss. I'm
getting my post forwarded to the abyss.' 
			  
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153.  I'm off to five-a-side with Jeff. Can
I take a couple of Garfields as shinpa... 
			  
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154.  Jesus Christ! -Jez, don't worry.
I'm not actually cutting myself. 
			  
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155.  I just need to convince Sophie I'm
desperate and I need some evidence. 
			  
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156.  That's why you're cutting yourself? -I'm not
actually cutting myself. It's for evidence. 
			  
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157.  Blood is coming out of your
arm. For fuck's sake, stop it! 
			  
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158.  Self-harm might be appealing.
She'll want to take care of me. 
			  
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159.  Let me finish the S. -There must be a better
way to get to Sophie. What about a poem? 
			  
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160.  Brilliant. Get a cup, we'll catch
the blood, and I'll write her a poem. 
			  
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161.  'OK, come on. You can do this. 'Oh, shit.
There he is. Am I actually gonna do this? 
			  
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162.  'I've done self-harm. Compared to that, this
is a walk in the park. Do it for Sophie.' 
			  
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163.  How's it going, Jeff?
- Not bad. You? 
			  
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164.  Not bad. 
			  
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165.  Hey, look at that. 
			  
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166.  Mike's arse. Quite a nice arse
he's got on him, wouldn't you say? 
			  
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167.  - You what?
- I certainly wouldn't mind... giving him one. 
			  
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168.  Are you trying to tell me you've gone gay? 
			  
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169.  There's no need to spread it
around. But yes, those are the facts. 
			  
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170.  Sexuality is a broad spectrum and...
- And you've moved into the gay bit. 
			  
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171.  That's right. I have gone somewhat,
in fact almost entirely, gay. 
			  
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172.  So... Colin from Human Resources
- would you... would you suck him off? 
			  
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173.  Yeah, well, now I've gone gay, 
			  
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174.  would it be all right if I came
over to see Sophie now and again? 
			  
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175.  I don't know. Ask her. I'm not a prison warder.
- What? But she said... She said you'd said... 
			  
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176.  It's fine by me.
- That's great, Jeff. Thanks a lot. 
			  
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177.  No worries. 
			  
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178.  Gay or not, there's no
threat from you, pal. 
			  
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179.  You could have your cock in her and
still not have the balls to fuck. 
			  
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180.  See you later. 
			  
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181.  Thanks. See you later, Jeff. 
			  
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182.  'I'm experiencing humiliation. 
			  
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183.  'Blood boiling, anger rising
up, ready to explode... 
			  
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184.  'Then falling back in on myself in
the familiar shower of self-loathing. 
			  
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185.  'Mmm. Warm copies make everything better.' 
			  
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186.  You sure this is OK? -It's fine. 
			  
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187.  All right, Jez. -Hi. Thought
I'd pop over, since that's cool. 
			  
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188.  Mark. -Soph, let's cook for these guys
while they're in the pub. I've got wine. 
			  
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189.  I don't know. -You were moaning
about getting left on your own again. 
			  
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190.  Right. Well, you should come in. 
			  
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191.  It's Ernest and Julio. Fictional, obviously,
but it gives a nice image. 
			  
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192.  So basically, man is programmed to do two things
- kill and knob. 
			  
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193.  In the Stone Age, you'd get up, kill
an antelope... -And knob the corpse. 
			  
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194.  No, Jez. 
			  
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195.  Aye-aye. A couple of high-street
honeys at three o'clock. 
			  
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196.  'God, this is so butch!
If I was with Mark 
			  
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197.  we'd just be sitting in the
corner rating the alcopops.' 
			  
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198.  Right. Mine's the blonde.
- What, really? What about Nancy? Or Sophie? 
			  
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199.  Jez! We're not gonna do
anything. We're just going over. 
			  
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200.  - How long is Das Boot, exactly?
- Four and half solid entertainment hours. 
			  
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201.  Soph, I was talking
to Jeff the other day 
			  
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202.  and it seems he doesn't mind
me being round here at all. 
			  
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203.  I don't want to go into that now.
- Right. It's just, you said... 
			  
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204.  Yeah. I thought it would be
simpler for us to keep a distance. 
			  
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205.  Right. Because of... feelings. 
			  
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206.  No, not because of feelings.
Just simplicity. -Right. 
			  
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207.  'Ha, got my emotional meathook
in. Now time to waggle it around.' 
			  
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208.  I suppose I was kind of surprised
Jeff was cool about me coming over. 
			  
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209.  I mean, you and I have a bit of
history. -Yeah. Well, history's history. 
			  
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210.  But new volumes keep being
published. 'That's not a saucy metaphor.' 
			  
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211.  I mean, I might try some of
my moves. -Yeah, right(!) 
			  
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212.  'My moves are nothing, are they? ' 
			  
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213.  You ought to be careful wearing
tops like that. I am a man, after all. 
			  
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214.  - Oh, are they in a submarine?
- Yes, they're in a submarine. 
			  
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215.  All right? Sorry I'm
a bit late. -Hi, Jeff. 
			  
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216.  Come on, gorgeous. Let's get you to
bed. -Jeff, we're watching a film. 
			  
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217.  Stupid video or comfy warm bed? 
			  
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218.  It's nearly finished anyway,
right? -No, not really. 
			  
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219.  It's been pretty good. Good night. 
			  
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220.  Thanks for keeping her warm
for us, mate. -Sure. No problem. 
			  
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221.  You can... let yourself out, yeah? 
			  
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222.  'You're a bottler, Corrigan. You couldn't
bungee, you wouldn't lunge. 
			  
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223.  'Maybe I'm too nice. I should have
tried, "Hey, baby, suck this." 
			  
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224.  'No, it's not my style. Got to stick
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225.  'Also, I'd never be able to
carry it off.' -Psst! Mark! -Jeff. 
			  
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226.  Got a mission for you. Need a few
rubber johnnies and I'm not dressed. 
			  
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227.  You want me to... No, I don't think so, Jeff. 
			  
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228.  Do you have a problem with that? 
			  
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229.  Why would I have a problem? I'm just
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230.  'This is it. This is my lowest ever. 
			  
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231.  'Wish I'd told him to fuck off
except then I'd never be allowed back. 
			  
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232.  'Fetherlite. Don't want him to
enjoy it any more than necessary. 
			  
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233.  'Ultra Strong. Yeah, he won't feel a
thing. But then maybe he'll last longer. 
			  
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234.  'Oh, Jesus. This is a minefield. Serve him
right if I prick them all with pins and then... 
			  
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235.  'Sophie got pregnant and he ended up... getting
married? Got to think through these plans. 
			  
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236.  'I'll go for these. Coloured. It'll
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237.  'I win... in the most
minor way possible.' 
			  
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238.  I was gonna twat this geezer and
it turns out they're both Polish. 
			  
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239.  "Twat a geezer"? Were you playing the Lock,
Stock And Two Smoking Barrels video game? 
			  
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240.  It was brilliant. And then...
I can't really tell you. 
			  
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241.  Did Jeff fart in a pint? 
			  
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242.  No, much better than that.
But I can't tell you. 
			  
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243.  Go on. You can tell me.
- No, I can't. I really can't. 
			  
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244.  All right. If I tell you, you have to promise
not to tell anyone. On your mum's life. 
			  
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245.  I promise on my mum's life. 
			  
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246.  OK. Basically, Jeff... he...
not really, but a bit... 
			  
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247.  got off with this girl. 
			  
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248.  He... 
			  
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249.  Oh, my God! 
			  
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250.  I've hit the mother lode! I've been waiting
for this! I can really fuck him with this! 
			  
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251.  No. I only told you for a laugh. It's all a
great big laugh. You promised not to tell. 
			  
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252.  Hitler promised
not to invade Czechoslovakia. 
			  
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253.  Welcome to the real world.
- What about your mum's life? 
			  
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254.  What about it? What
are you gonna do, kill her? 
			  
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255.  Please don't. Jeff's
my mate. We've got a bond. 
			  
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256.  Right. Who's your real
best mate, me or Jeff? 
			  
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257.  You don't have to ask
that, Mark. That's obvious. 
			  
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258.  'Didn't actually have to say.
Don't even have to decide in my own head. 
			  
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259.  'No, I don't think I'm going to.
My brain can't make me. So there.' 
			  
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260.  'Brilliant. This is
brilliant. Oh, life is sweet! ' 
			  
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261.  - Hi, there, Soph.
- Hey, Mark. 
			  
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262.  Soph, listen. I've been turning this over and
over in my head like a bloody horrible pancake. 
			  
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263.  - I just don't know what to do.
- What about? 
			  
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264.  There's something I need to tell
you, something I think I should tell you. 
			  
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265.  But it's just so damn hard. 
			  
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266.  Don't say anything you'll
regret. I'm with Jeff now. 
			  
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267.  That's the thing. That's what this
horrible decision relates to, 
			  
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268.  something that Jeff's done that I'm
not sure if I should tell you. 
			  
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269.  What are you talking about? -Oh, no, now I've
said too much. Damn. Damn these lips of mine. 
			  
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270.  Stop being weird and
tell me what Jeff's done. 
			  
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271.  It's not for me to tell
tales on a mate. 
			  
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272.  But just ask him, all right, what happened
in the pub by the fruit machine 
			  
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273.  with a woman... and the lips. I
can't say anything else. I won't. 
			  
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274.  'I hope I wasn't too subtle. That
definitely wasn't too subtle.' 
			  
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275.  Has Jeff said anything about...
- I don't wish to converse with you. 
			  
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276.  You're a
promise-breaker and a tom-tailed tit. 
			  
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277.  - Sophie!
- Hi, Mark. Can I come in? 
			  
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278.  Of course. Soph, are you OK?
- Yeah, fine... 
			  
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279.  I hate him, I hate him, I hate him! 
			  
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280.  There, there, Soph. It's fine. It's OK.
Come through. Come through with good old Mark. 
			  
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281.  'Her breast is just brushing my side there.' 
			  
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282.  I shouldn't be here. I don't know what I'm doing.
- It's OK. I'll make us a nice cup of tea. 
			  
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283.  It's my fault for always picking
wankers! -Does... Does he beat you, Soph? 
			  
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284.  God, no. He broke
a plate once but... 
			  
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285.  Does he come at you with a stick?
- No, never. It's nothing like that. 
			  
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286.  He does beat you mentally.
And with his hands and fists. -No. 
			  
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287.  - Hey, Soph. You OK?
- Yeah, just getting my head together. 
			  
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288.  God, your head - is it OK? 
			  
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289.  Oh, hi, Jeff. You're downstairs?
Do I know where Soph is? 
			  
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290.  Uh... No. No, mate. No idea. 
			  
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291.  Right. OK. 
			  
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292.  Sorry about that, mate. Bye. 
			  
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293.  What... Why did you cough? -Because
I've got a cough. -No, you haven't. 
			  
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294.  Yeah, I have. I'm phlegmy. 
			  
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295.  Bollocks! You gave him a signal! 
			  
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296.  Jesus! Can't I have a cough
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297.  Well, actually, I'm trying to have a
conversation. -It's all right, Mark. 
			  
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298.  Sounds like your
relationship was a prison 
			  
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299.  with one innocent
prisoner, you, and one guard, Jeff. 
			  
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300.  Well, it was a passionate relationship.
- That must be horrible. 
			  
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301.  That's Jeff. -How
coincidental, Jeremy! How very coincidental! 
			  
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302.  This could be a coincidence. Easily. 
			  
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303.  Hello? -You're not wanted
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304.  - Shouldn't we just? Him and Sophie...
- I need to see Soph! 
			  
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305.  Get away from the door or I will give you
the broom! -Mark, I need to see Sophie. > 
			  
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306.  I'm gonna give you the broom,
Jeff! I'm gonna broom you! 
			  
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307.  Don't worry, Soph.
I'm giving him the broom. 
			  
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308.  You can't broom him. He's my
mate. He's a solid gold mate. 
			  
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309.  How did Soph find out about that girl in
the pub, Jez? -I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. > 
			  
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310.  Just let me in, mate. Please,
Jez. I need to see Soph. 
			  
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311.  We hate you! You're a
cocksucker! Jez told me about your fling. 
			  
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312.  Your friendship's bullshit
and you're a fuckhead! 
			  
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313.  It isn't bullshit! Let him in! >
- Let me in, Jez, please! 
			  
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314.  'Mark or
Jeff? Jeff's normal. 
			  
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315.  'I could make a new life. I could
learn to like football and learn his ways. 
			  
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316.  'I'd be in the mainstream instead
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317.  Oh, fuck. I can't do it, Jeff. I can't do it.
- Ha-ha! You lose, Jeff! You losel 
			  
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318.  How dangerous am I now, eh? 
			  
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319.  Let him in, Mark. 
			  
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320.  Sophie, you don't need to do this. There
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321.  Just open the door. We need to talk. 
			  
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322.  Jeff, I'm really
sorry. I didn't mean... 
			  
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323.  Brilliant. My mate and your woman
have just gone to fuck each other. 
			  
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324.  What are we gonna do? Go make a
tent in the living room and eat Dairylea? 
			  
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325.  Is that what you want? Cos
that's what's gonna happen. 
			  
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