1. Torchwood.
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2. Outside the government, beyond the police.
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3. Tracking down alien life on Earth
and arming the human race against the future.
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4. The 21 st century is when everything changes.
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5. And you've gotta be ready.
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6. The speed of light is
299,792,458 metres per second.
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7. Pain travels through the body
at 350 feet per second.
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8. Even a sneeze can reach 100 miles per hour.
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9. And as for life, well, that just bloody whizzes by.
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10. So then, this is me,
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11. Eugene Jones.
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12. Hey, Gwen, Jack, er... Tosh,
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13. the guys at the rope just let me through, so...
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14. I'd say at least 50 miles per hour.
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15. Travelled on the bonnet, bounced, maybe rolled,
smashed his face on the road.
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16. Eh? Uh, excuse me, but that looks a lot like me.
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17. Couldn't even cross the road
without messing it up.
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18. No bag, nothing. I mean, what was he doing here?
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19. Perhaps he was hit deliberately.
Maybe he really did have something important.
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20. - Like what?
- I don't know.
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21. He was always trying to talk to us, show us stuff.
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22. - Perhaps we shouldn't have been so...
- Gwen, I think it's just an ordinary RTA.
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23. - Guys,
- It was a red car.
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24. There's red paint under his fingernails.
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25. Am I dead?
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26. Am I dead?
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27. Am I dead?
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28. - Yes?
- Hello, love.
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29. I've just been to the shops and forgot tea bags.
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30. - Hello? Eugene?
- Hi, Mrs Jones.
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31. Something's happened. We need to talk to you.
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32. What happened? How did I end up here?
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33. I mean, I'm dead? But I'm not dead. So, shit...
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34. So, what, am I a ghost or a zombie?
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35. Oh, God. Right, calm.
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36. Gwen?
- Yeah?
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37. - Stick with the team.
- What? You're driving.
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38. This is Torchwood, it's gonna be okay.
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39. Oh, what? Of course, I'm invisible.
Why am I invisible?
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40. Anything on his phone from today?
- Just some pictures of random shoes.
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41. Mind you, it feels kind of familiar.
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42. You know what?
Whatever's happened, all of a sudden,
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43. I'm somewhere I've always wanted to be.
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44. Let's back up a bit.
I mean, every story's got a beginning.
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45. I think mine began here.
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46. The final of the
Interschool Maths Competition, 1992.
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47. I used to be a maths-head.
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48. Binary coding, topology, quadratics,
I loved stuff like that,
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49. and I'm supposed to be really good at it.
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50. and Rushmore, a mountainous 42.
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51. So, we congratulate the winning team, Rushmore...
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52. Dad took the day off work
to come and see me,
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53. but when the moment mattered, I blanked.
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54. Let the side down, made a mess of it.
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55. See ya.
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56. Everyone blamed me for losing the final.
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57. Useless.
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58. But it must have been what happened afterwards
that started this whole thing off.
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59. - Have you ever had a proper look at the collection?
- No, sir.
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60. - Would you like to?
- No, sir.
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61. - I play golf.
- Oh, good, sir.
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62. I play golf, and one day,
when I was playing really badly,
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63. I was stuck in the first bunker
whacking away at all the sand
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64. and this fell out of the sky,
and landed, plop, beside me.
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65. - From the sky?
- Yeah.
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66. I mean, it looks a bit like a golf ball,
so I picked it up and put it in my pocket.
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67. But when I had a proper look later... Here.
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68. I realised it was an eye.
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69. I thought,
"Well, where could that have come from?"
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70. It fell from the sky. Isn't that amazing?
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71. Have it.
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72. Where the bloody hell have you been?
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73. - Good evening.
- Good evening.
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74. Come on, Eugene.
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75. Have you got everything?
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76. Yes, thanks, sir.
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77. I went to the school, didn't I?
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78. Dad was mad at me for losing the final.
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79. But now I had the eye, and what I realised was,
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80. if it fell from the sky, it probably... No.
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81. No, it almost certainly belonged to an alien.
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82. No! I'm off!
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83. That was the night dad went away.
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84. But it was okay because I had the eye
and the possibility of an alien encounter.
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85. I mean, if you leave
something really important behind,
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86. you come back and get it, don't you?
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87. God, I wanted that alien
to come back and claim his eye
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88. more than I wanted anything in my life.
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89. I worked out the possible provenance,
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90. the life form and galaxy,
planetary escape velocities, launch windows,
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91. necessary fuel capacities and then I waited.
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92. My dad never came back.
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93. As I got older, I became interested in UFOs,
collected alien artefacts,
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94. watched the stars and waited alone for my alien.
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95. And then...
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96. - Hi, uh... Hi, um...
- I found you, Gwen Cooper.
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97. I'm Eugene Jones, and, um, I've...
I've a keen interest in your work,
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98. and, uh, I've got something to...
I'd just like to show...
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99. Hi.
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100. - Hi. Um...
Gwen, come on.
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101. - Okay, what are these... These...
- Look, I've got to go.
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102. Please, these...
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103. But I couldn't quite make contact.
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104. H mm. You again.
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105. Gwen, I've got this thing
I really need to show you.
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106. Sorry, that sounded...
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107. I couldn't get you interested in the eye,
no matter how hard I tried.
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108. Are you sure it's my Eugene?
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109. - Yes, Mrs Jones.
- Perhaps you couldn't really identify him.
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110. We could.
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111. That's his tea there.
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112. Shit!
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113. - What are we doing here?
- Look at this.
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114. Do you understand what's happened
to your brother, Terry?
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115. - Yep.
- What?
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116. He walked onto a road and got run over.
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117. - Where's your dad?
- He works for a big corporation in America.
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118. Gwen.
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119. That's pre-gorgon Pilurian currency.
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120. - I had them authenticated.
- Are these Roman coins?
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121. Hey, look, Rice Krispies.
Man, there are some rogues out there.
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122. Oh, hang on, there's something missing here.
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123. Mrs Jones, do you know what's missing
from Eugene's collection?
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124. Why didn't they stop?
They killed my boy and just drove on.
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125. Excuse me.
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126. I am sorry, Mrs Jones.
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127. Look, Mum, I'm sorry,
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128. but we've got the best team ever working on this.
Torchwood, me, top.
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129. We'll get it sorted, Mum.
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130. See, I think there's probably been some mistake.
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131. So, uh, so... I gotta go.
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132. I want to know what he last ate, where he'd been.
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133. Oh, wow.
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134. Oh, this is... This is...
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135. I am totally...
Christ Almighty, the head of Vexor Eleven.
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136. No way! And... Wow!
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137. A hand in a jar.
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138. - What was he doing out on that road?
- Oh, fuck knows. Categorizing chevrons.
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139. He was a geek.
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140. Oh, this is truly legendary.
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141. Gwen, he had a bit of a thing about you
and now you're feeling guilty.
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142. - Sod off, Owen.
- You do it, then.
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143. - I do it, the autopsy?
- Yes. I've got a stack of admin.
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144. Okay, good.
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145. - You're sure?
- Yes.
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146. - Really?
- Yes.
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147. I am in heaven.
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148. Am I?
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149. Is that...
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150. N umber three scalpel. Start at the sternum.
Piece of piss.
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151. Okay, here we go.
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152. This is also new to me,
but in an investigation like this...
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153. Okay, a red Vauxhall has been stopped
outside Caernarfon.
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154. Very drunk guy has admitted
knocking a man over near Cardiff,
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155. fits Eugene's description.
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156. The man says he thought he'd be okay
so he drove on.
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157. Ah, he was a sweet guy. That's very sad.
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158. Now, can we get on
with some proper work, please?
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159. Do you think Eugene committed suicide?
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160. It was a road accident
and there was no alien involved.
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161. See, I'm not so sure
because something seems really odd.
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162. I mean, I just...
I just feel that there's something going on.
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163. Marvellous. Thank you for that Disney moment.
Now, who's making the tea?
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164. Yeah, well, I suppose Eugene's a bit odd
and a real local and amateur for you, Owen.
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165. Now, why is it
that only Gwen seems to have a heart?
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166. Yeah, I don't know if you've noticed,
but the rest of us are human,
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167. and amazingly,
we still manage to get on with our jobs.
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168. - Okay, you two.
- Okay, fine. Leave it, forget it.
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169. I have.
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170. - Everything to do with it.
- Then why the hell did you have...
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171. Why do people behave like they do?
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172. Because they feel compelled. Because they...
They're tied by what they consider a...
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173. - Is that Eugene's DVD?
- No.
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174. Yes. It was on loan from a video store.
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175. - You were nicking his stuff?
- I was gonna take it back.
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176. - I'll do it.
- Suits me. There'll be a fine.
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177. - I'm gonna go for some lunch.
- All right.
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178. Hi. Do you know
when the video shop round the corner opens?
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179. - No. He's a law unto himself.
- Gwen?
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180. Gwen, what are you doing here?
This is my lunch cafe. This is where I come to...
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181. Do you know someone called Eugene Jones?
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182. - That's me, mate. That's me.
- Middle height, sandy hair, ordinary-looking.
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183. No. What can I do you for, love?
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184. I come in here every day.
Two eggs, ham and chips, every day.
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185. Two eggs, ham and chips, please.
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186. So... So... Wow, this is so weird.
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187. I used to follow you around.
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188. Now you're following me. Yeah.
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189. No, you see, I don't know whose those are.
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190. I can't remember anything except...
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191. Phone Gary, he might know something.
Phone Gary.
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192. Phone Gary. Phone Gary.
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193. Hi, this is Gary.
Please leave a message.
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194. Hi, my name is Gwen Cooper.
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195. I have some very bad news for you, Gary.
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196. - I'll give you a call back later.
- That is so beautiful.
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197. But these ancient creatures
have had their day.
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198. All over these lush, fern prairies
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199. a grim evolutionary battle has broken out
among the newer types of reptile.
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200. - Hello.
- Hey, gorgeous.
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201. - Want to borrow a dream?
- No, thank you.
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202. I want to return some DVDs
on behalf of someone who's deceased.
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203. - Deceased? No shit. That's pretty final.
- Eugene Jones?
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204. Hey, I think he used to come in here, with a mate.
Bit of a dreamer.
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205. - Kind of...
- Irresistible?
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206. - Ordinary-looking.
- Yeah.
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207. - He was killed in a road accident.
- That's bad. Sweet guy.
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208. £34, please.
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209. - £34?
- £34?
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210. Yeah, sorry.
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211. He's had them out ages.
I haven't seen him in months.
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212. I don't think I can bend the rules
just 'cause he's dead.
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213. - Breadhead bastard. Sorry, Gwen.
- That's okay.
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214. Did he...
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215. Did he... Did he "walk into oncoming traffic?"
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216. See, lot a people come in here.
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217. They don't want to be themselves any more.
They want to be someone else.
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218. They want me to transport them.
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219. - How about you, baby?
- Oh, leave it out.
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220. - I'm fine, thank you. How about you?
- Me? I'm out of here.
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221. Moving to London in a couple of months.
You know what I'm saying?
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222. You see, no disrespect,
but Eugene had loser written through him
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223. like Brighton in a stick of rock.
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224. Maybe he just couldn't live with his... failure.
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225. You wanna write the cheque?
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226. Failure. Is that right?
Has my life just been one big failure?
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227. I mean, maybe I never quite lived up
to my early promises of maths genius
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228. but that's because I was waiting for the alien
to collect his eye and change my life.
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229. And while I was waiting,
I joined Passmore Telesales.
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230. Oh, yes. This is all nauseatingly familiar.
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231. Selling kitchens, home insurance, barbeque sets.
Selling life and still waiting.
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232. Jason, Kevin.
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233. The guy with the personal hygiene problem.
Nothing changes, really.
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234. Hi, Morag. Me and Morag used to go out.
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235. So, how come I can remember
the details of my fascinating daily life
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236. but the vital couple of weeks before I die
are still a complete mystery to me?
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237. - Are you Gary?
- Yeah, yeah. How do you... Oh, are you...
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238. Gwen, yes, I was just wondering
whether you saw Eugene the day he died?
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239. No. Sorry. Just doing a card, you know?
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240. "Good luck in your new job." He's dead!
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241. - No.
- Who's it for, then?
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242. - H is mum, you idiot!
- Shit.
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243. - Can you rub it out?
- It's in biro.
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244. People just don't understand.
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245. Don't worry, mate, it's okay.
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246. Is it true? He got run over?
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247. - Yeah.
- Oh, God.
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248. Sorry. I'm Linda. I'm the silver seller.
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249. It's all about belief, see?
If necessary, I am Kitchens for a Lifetime.
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250. Eugene was only ever himself.
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251. - He wasn't the best salesman, then?
- No.
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252. I think Craig kept him on
out of the goodness of his heart.
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253. Have you met Craig?
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254. Is he your boss? You two an item?
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255. A snog in the ladies at the Christmas party.
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256. But I can't really talk about it here
'cause of Craig's, you know, position.
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257. Do you want to meet at lunchtime for a chat?
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258. Okay. Where does Gary sit?
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259. - N umber 50.
- Okay, thank you. Thanks.
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260. - Owen.
- Gwen, Jack wants to know where you are.
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261. Yeah, sorry, I had a few things to sort out.
I'll be back later.
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262. Yeah, well, make it quick.
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263. - Well, one day Eugene came in very low.
- Why? Why was he low?
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264. He wouldn't talk about it.
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265. Anyway, I was fed up, too, 'cause Craig had...
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266. Well, anyway, I said I'd love to
get away from it all and go to Australia.
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267. And Eugene suddenly got very excited,
he said, "Yes. You've got to go."
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268. I said, " But I haven't got the money."
And he said he'd get it for me.
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269. So he was gonna pay for a ticket
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270. - for you to go to Australia with him?
- Mmm.
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271. - Was he in love with you?
- Oh, no.
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272. He loved someone who he said was unattainable.
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273. He was just trying to look after me.
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274. He said, " Don't stay here and waste your life
waiting for something that may never happen."
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275. - But where was he gonna get the money from?
- Exactly.
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276. You said, "You haven't bought
a new pair of socks in six years."
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277. I said, "You haven't even had
a new pair of socks in six years."
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278. He stood up, and he said...
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279. That's... That's your phone.
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280. - Yeah, he said?
- He said, "I'm going to sell it."
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281. I said, "What?"
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282. He said, "My alien artefact."
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283. - So...
- So?
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284. So, he brought it into work.
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285. It's a plastic eye.
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286. It's an alien body part,
and I'm gonna sell it on eBay.
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287. Eugene, it's very nice of you, but I don't think
that's gonna get me the bus into town
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288. let alone a flight to Sydney.
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289. Some people laughed.
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290. But he went ahead,
and, of course, it just sat there.
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291. She said, "Maybe a photo, you know,
bit more of a description." So...
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292. Then out of the blue, £2. 50,
a kid from Birmingham.
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293. And then...
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294. Eugene, you've got a couple more bids.
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295. Bloody hell. 75 quid.
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296. That was just the beginning.
200, 300, 1,000.
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297. It just kept on going up.
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298. £3,000 for a spare body part.
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299. Pete said you could get a bathroom suite
with a celebrity appearance for less than that.
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300. And then, one day it just jumped.
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301. Oh, my God, Eugene, you're rich!
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302. £15,005. 50.
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303. - So, who bought it?
- Who bought it?
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304. I've no idea. Is it all my fault?
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305. No, of course it's not.
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306. I'm sorry. Hello?
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307. - Hi, it's Eugene's mum.
- Mrs Jones.
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308. - There's something I think you should see.
- Okay, I'll come over.
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309. That was Eugene's mum.
I'm sorry, Linda, I'm gonna have to go. I'm sorry.
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310. There he is,
my son at the Interschool Maths Final.
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311. Big moment. Youngest contestant in Wales.
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312. So, it's down to the wire.
The last question will settle the final.
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313. What curve is represented by y-squared=4ax?
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314. Come on, Eugene.
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315. You got a brain the size of
Cardiff Arms Park. What's the frigging problem?
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316. What curve is represented by
y-squared=4ax?
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317. Don't do this. Don't let me down, boy.
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318. No, time's up. No additional points.
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319. The final scores are...
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320. I don't understand.
Someone gave him the eye as a consolation prize?
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321. Yeah, it was that Mr Garrett, the science teacher.
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322. A plastic eye as a consolation prize.
Still, Eugene treasured it.
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323. - That was the night dad walked out.
- Went away.
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324. - You can stop now, Mam.
- What do you mean?
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325. He's dead. He may have been able to square
the root of the square frigging root
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326. - but he couldn't cross the frigging road.
- Terry, please!
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327. He sold the eye online.
So something must have happened.
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328. Dad left when he found out Eugene was a failure.
That's what Eugene always said.
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329. That's not true. None of that's true.
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330. He went 'cause of his job.
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331. - He has a very important job.
- Does Mr Jones know about Eugene?
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332. Well, you see, he works
for a big corporation in America.
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333. Stop giving us that shit. He's not Superman, Mam.
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334. He works at a garage on Filey Road.
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335. Eugene found him about two weeks ago.
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336. He found him on the Internet.
He's a cashier, works nights.
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337. Oh, God, now I remember why I sold the eye.
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338. Life can be such a letdown, can't it?
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339. All those years I'd believed my dad
had gone to America because I was a failure,
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340. and here he was all along, doing his important,
secret work in Filey Road, Cardiff.
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341. When I found him,
I couldn't even bear to say hello.
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342. I'd spent my life
believing in stupid stories, fantasies.
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343. I'd wasted my life.
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344. Once I'd seen him there,
everything I'd dreamed about was like rubbish,
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345. it was just a crock of shit, including the eye.
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346. So why not sell it?
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347. Along with the woodworm treatment
and loft insulation
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348. and all the other crap floating around the world.
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349. Linda was welcome to the money.
No! No, don't, Gwen!
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350. I don't want anything to do with him.
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351. - I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
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352. You turned your phone off.
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353. It was Eugene.
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354. He didn't understand why his father left.
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355. - He just needs a bit of help.
- To do what? He's dead.
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356. - Yes, Jack, I know he's dead, but...
- This is not sounding good, Gwen.
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357. - I've got work to do.
- Okay.
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358. Eh? No. You can't just stop.
I mean, what about the £15,000?
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359. - Gwen, Gwen...
- Okay, listen to this.
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360. Eugene had an alien eye in his collection.
He sold it online.
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361. What, like a Sixth Eye?
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362. - A Dogon Sixth Eye?
- Maybe.
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363. It's possible. There was a trade in them.
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364. - Who's got it?
- I don't know but I've nearly tracked it down.
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365. - What exactly is a Sixth Eye, I mean, exactly?
- It's one in the back.
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366. Let's you see behind you where you've been.
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367. Kind of puts things in perspective.
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368. It's useful, fun, slightly terrifying,
that's why they were in demand.
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369. - See? See, I told you.
- I can get it for you.
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370. My alien, see? See?
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371. Okay, you've got the weekend.
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372. - But keep your phone on.
- God, you are brilliant.
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373. And I'm brilliant, too. Oh, yeah, of course.
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374. Gary and me were gonna go
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375. Black holes and antimatter
were pretty important to me and Gary.
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376. But if I'm gonna spend a night by the sea,
I know who I'd rather be with.
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377. I'd trust you with my life
if, you know, I still had one.
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378. Gary.
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379. I'm not proud of what I've done.
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380. You hiked the bid?
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381. I created three or four online aliases
and used them to inflate the price.
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382. - But why?
- At first, just to cheer him up. He was miserable.
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383. Then the bidding took off and we got...
I mean, I was involved at first.
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384. I was just helping Eugene make money,
and then one morning...
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385. Gary.
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386. Gary.
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387. - I think it's him.
- Who?
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388. The alien. My alien.
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389. I think he's come back
to claim what's rightfully his.
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390. Gary, I'd stopped believing in him.
I mean, I thought I was a total sucker,
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391. but who else would be bidding
this kind of money for a prosthetic eye?
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392. I mean, he couldn't contact me
any other way, so...
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393. - So he chose eBay?
- Well, cyberspace.
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394. I mean, even an online auction
has a certain elegant symmetry.
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395. I think I'm finally gonna meet him.
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396. Well, I was doubtful at first, you know, and then
suddenly, out of nowhere, bam, £15,000.
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397. I mean, the bid jumped to a cool, cowing £15,000.
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398. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I remember us talking.
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399. - I thought it was £15,005. 50.
- Yeah, it was, yeah.
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400. Yeah. I mean, I wouldn't spend that kind of money
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401. unless it was my own personal,
private body part or something.
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402. - Would you?
- No.
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403. - No.
- No way.
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404. I remember, yes, I waited a couple of days
and then I got an email
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405. telling me to come to... Come to a restaurant.
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406. You saw Eugene the day he died, didn't you?
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407. Yeah, I met up with him
before he went to meet the alien.
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408. - I had a cup of coffee. He was scared.
- Was I? Course I was.
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409. So, he went to make the exchange.
£15,005. 50 for the eye, right?
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410. And this was somewhere on the A48, perhaps?
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411. - Or not.
- Or not?
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412. Eugene was very secretive.
Could have been in Splott.
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413. Splott?
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414. - That doesn't sound right, mate.
- Who are these people with you, Gary?
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415. Why would Eugene take a photo of your shoes?
And whose are the other shoes?
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416. They're just random shoes, I should think.
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417. I miss him.
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418. Yes, yes, I can remember. I called a taxi,
and then I put the eye in a freezer bag.
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419. And then there was... Yes. I was walking up
this road, going up towards, um...
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420. A shiny building with
a great door which said something about, um...
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421. Oh, something about, uh, happiness.
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422. Happiness. Happiness.
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423. I don't want you to find out what happened.
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424. I don't want this to end.
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425. I love you.
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426. I love you. I love you.
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427. I thought we were on holiday.
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428. Yes. Yes, this is it.
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429. We came up the hill and there it was.
There it was, the...
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430. The Happy Cook.
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431. Yeah, yeah, I walked towards the door
wondering who exactly I'd be meeting,
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432. excited, quite stressed, shitting myself, frankly.
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433. I opened the door. I walked in
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434. and saw...
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435. I've been looking for
a pair of shoes like that for ages.
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436. And saw...
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437. And saw... my mates.
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438. Hi, guys. Good to see you,
but I've got the rendezvous.
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439. - It's us.
- Yeah, I know, but he won't want a crowd.
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440. I'm meeting the buyer. I'm meeting the alien.
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441. We are the alien, man. We bought it.
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442. - What?
- Here.
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443. - What are you having?
- Um, I'll have a milkshake, thank you. Banana.
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444. Yeah. So, we are the official buyers.
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445. Can we see the merchandise?
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446. I don't quite know
what you're trying to tell me here.
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447. See, we did it as a joke to cheer you up.
I mean, we didn't think we'd be the actual buyers.
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448. Then he said you said
you thought it was the alien, and we thought,
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449. "Well, that's funny, innit?
Come on, Eugene, get real."
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450. But then we thought, " Let him dream, man.
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451. " Life's short and really boring."
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452. So, then we went on betting and then...
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453. You bid £15,000 for the eye?
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454. Not us. No, no way.
It turns out there was real interest.
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455. Someone else bid the 15 thou,
but then he got greedy.
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456. Ketchup, please.
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457. Just couldn't resist one more measly little bid.
£15,005. 50.
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458. And then, well, nothing. Nada. Endville.
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459. Okay, shut the fuck up, Gary.
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460. Point is, we bought it.
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461. We are the purchasers.
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462. Ta-da!
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463. So you've got £15,005. 50 on you, have you?
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464. - We've got £34.
- £34, Eugene.
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465. - That's not a poke in the eye, so to speak.
- I'm calling a cab.
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466. Hey, slow down.
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467. - Banana milkshake?
- Thank you.
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468. If it's all such a sodding joke,
why do you even want it?
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469. I got a friend with a visual impairment.
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470. You're gonna re-sell it online, aren't you?
You cheap little gits!
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471. - You know he's out there.
- Who's out there?
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472. The alien and he'll pay anything.
He'll pay anything.
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473. Eugene, man. I'm as partial as the next guy
to a bit of sci-fi but, what?
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474. A green geezer with six eyes? Get real, guy.
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475. I checked the bid history.
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476. Mr C Blackstaff is a collector of alien ephemera
and Nazi memorabilia.
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477. Also Beanie Babies.
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478. Teeny bit cuckoo but endearingly rich.
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479. And if he's willing to pay £15,000...
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480. Oi!
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481. - So, now they're inconveniencing customers.
- You stepped in?
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482. Well, I tried.
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483. I didn't really know
what the eye was any more
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484. but I was damned if I was gonna let it go
for £34 and a banana milkshake.
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485. - Heimlich! Heimlich!
- What are you doing?
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486. Getting the goods, idiot! Get the milkshake!
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487. Well, that's just not acceptable behaviour,
not at a Happy Cook.
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488. They were making
a public spectacle of themselves.
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489. And that was it. He was out the door and gone.
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490. - Oh, my god. That is so weird.
- You bastards, you are so dead.
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491. I mean, Josh, you're just a dickhead,
but, Gary, we were... I mean, we were mates.
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492. - Hi, doll.
- Are you talking to me?
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493. Yeah. Sorry. Look, I don't know whether
you remember us from last week.
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494. - Yeah.
- Yeah, now the thing is,
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495. there may be people coming in to ask questions.
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496. - A woman specifically, and I think...
- Josh.
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497. it would be in your best interests if...
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498. - Shut up, Josh.
- The woman is complying, man.
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499. Okay. Cool.
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500. - What did you do that for, twat?
- I miss him.
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501. So, he ran out the door and you two ran after him?
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502. Yeah, we chased him across the car park,
but Eugene was quite fast.
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503. - Josh had new shoes. He was making a fuss.
- Hey, hey, you are overweight.
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504. He hared across the road and we lost him.
Honest to God.
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505. - Okay.
- That's it.
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506. Okay.
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507. All those cars.
All those lives moving through space.
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508. Hello? Can you give me the number
for Filey Garage, Filey Road, Cardiff, please?
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509. All that humanity whizzing by
in a frenzy of burgers and chips,
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510. bank holiday fun, burst tyres, screaming kids
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511. - and sudden heart attacks.
- Put me through, thanks.
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512. Mr Jones?
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513. You don't know me,
but I'm a friend of your son, Eugene.
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514. I've got some bad news, I'm afraid.
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515. Now I remember.
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516. Apart from a buzzing in my ear
where Josh whacked me, I felt good.
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517. I was running across a field
on a Saturday morning.
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518. The smell of exhaust and banana milkshake,
a slight nausea,
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519. heart beating too fast 'cause I wasn't that fit.
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520. All the stuff that tells you, you're alive.
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521. By rights, I should be well pissed off.
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522. My mates had cheated on me
and I didn't get to meet any aliens.
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523. But I realised that when I swallowed the eye
at the Happy Cook,
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524. I was given a chance to look back on my life
and see it for what it really was.
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525. Gary, I'm gonna miss you.
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526. Not the biggest turnout you could hope for,
but still...
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527. I wish I could...
God, Gwen, I wish I could say thank you.
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528. And here he is,
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529. my dad, only 14 years late.
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530. So, now I know it wasn't my fault my dad left,
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531. and that, of course, he wasn't Superman
or even an alien.
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532. He's just an ordinary bloke.
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533. Uh...
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534. Eugene...
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535. He was a good boy,
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536. but somehow things went wrong.
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537. I wasn't there.
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538. I wish I could have seen him before.
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539. An ordinary bloke who made a mess of things.
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540. No.
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541. Not yet.
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542. Dad made a mess of things and went away,
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543. and that's a shame, really, it's a terrible pity,
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544. because we missed each other
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545. completely.
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546. You know, 28 is one of those perfect numbers.
It's equal to the sum of its divisors.
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547. I'm 28. I was 28.
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548. I think I'm gonna have to go soon, Gwen.
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549. - Oh, God.
- Yeah.
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550. Also 28 centimetres per second
is the top speed of a lone lobster.
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551. Oh, hi, thank you.
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552. - I'm sorry I had to ask you to do that.
- Yeah, no problem.
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553. Hello, love.
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554. So, if it's the eye that's been keeping me here,
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555. now it's no longer inside me,
why the hell am I still hanging around?
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556. Eugene?
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557. The eye is in the bag now rather than in you.
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558. Are you...
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559. - Hello, stranger.
- Did you get it?
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560. Yeah, I got it.
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561. Impressive.
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562. - Well, we haven't done the tests yet, so...
- Come on, we've got to go.
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563. - Jack, can you give me five?
- Yeah.
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564. In an average lifetime,
the human heart will beat two million times.
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565. You'll produce over 8,000 gallons of saliva
and grow 350 miles of hair.
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566. You'll eat the equivalent in weight
of six elephants.
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567. Oh, isn't life amazing?
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568. Gwen. Gwen!
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569. Gwen!
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570. Oh!
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571. She just...
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572. - Hi.
- Hi.
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573. Oh, my God.
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574. - Eugene.
- Are you okay?
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575. It is so good to see you.
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576. - Eugene, you're on my leg.
- Oh, sorry.
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577. No, no, it's fine. It's fine.
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578. It's fine. It's fine.
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579. Can he see me?
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580. - Eugene.
- He can see me.
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581. - Thanks.
- No, thank you.
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582. - Thank you. You just saved my life.
- That's okay.
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583. That's unbelievable. That's un-bloody-believable.
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584. Oh, God. I think that's it.
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585. Goodbye, Gwen.
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586. Don't go now, Eugene.
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587. Eugene, please don't go now.
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588. Eugene, please.
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589. Please!
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590. The average life is full of near misses
and absolute hits,
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591. of great love and small disasters.
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592. It's made up of banana milkshakes,
loft insulation and random shoes.
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593. Its dead ordinary and truly, truly amazing.
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594. What you've got to realise is, it's all here, now.
So breathe deep and swallow it whole.
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595. Because, take it from me, life just whizzes by,
and then, all of a sudden, it's...
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596. At least it wasn't a spaceship full of aliens.
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597. Which year? I need to know.
- 1953.
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598. Just three lost people who've somehow
become our responsibility.
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599. A man like you, out of his time, alone and scared.
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600. I hate this filthy, stinking place!
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601. I died once.
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602. It's like two separate worlds,
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603. there's Torchwood, then there's real life.
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604. I'm scared.
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