- BEFORE WE GET OUR CIDER...
- CIDER?!
SIMON AND NEIL WERE ENJOYING
EACH OTHER'S COMPANY.
I'M SURE SHE'LL BE THERE.
- YEAH, SORT OF. SHE'S QUITE TALL.
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
LOOK, WHEN I SAY I'M GONNA DELIVER,
I FUCKING DELIVER.
- SMILEY FACE AT THE END?
- SMILEY WITH A WINK. IT'S CHEEKY.
WON'T THEY BE A BIT YOUNG?
OH, JESUS CHRIST, IT STINKS.
IS IT NEAR A PIG FARM, NEIL?
WITH THE STENCH FROM NEIL'S ARSE
STILL HOT IN MY NOSTRILS,
- PROBABLY NOT.
- HIS BACK IS TURNED, LET'S JUST LEG IT.
- PROBABLY UP THE ARSE.
- DO YOU WANT TO SIGN UP OR NOT?
BUT IF IT WAS FULL OF WEIRD OLD PEOPLE
AND CHAVS,
COURSE. I'LL LET HER
DOWN GENTLY FOR YOU, MATE.
I WAS HOPING IT WOULD BE A WAY
INTO MY FEMALE GUESTS KNICKERS.
YEAH, CHEERS.
PLEASE DON'T SPLIT UP WITH ME.
I WANTED TO SAY
SUPER THANKS TO EVERYONE
I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU UNLESS
YOU GIVE ME MY FUCKING MONEY.
IS THAT CLEAR?
AND CHECK
WHERE SHE IS THE WHOLE TIME,
YOU WANT TO PARK IT A BIT CLOSER, SI.
AND AS I WATCHED MY CRACK TEAM
SETTING THINGS UP,
NOT HAPPY.
YOU JUST NEED TO HANG AROUND THEM
LONG ENOUGH.