THE INBETWEENERS
LOOK AT THAT.
YES, I HADN'T THOUGHT OF THAT!
NICE ONE.
NOW PISS OFF AND LET ME GET
THIS FINAL PIECE OF HELL OVER WITH.
- SORTED.
- WHO'S THAT?
IT'S ROUND HERE SOMEWHERE.
THE NEXT LEFT OR SOMETHING.
IS HE DOING THAT HORN
THING? THAT'S FUNNY.
HI, SIMON.
I'M A DIV.
- I MEAN, DO YOU KNOW WHAT SHE LOOKS LIKE?
- I'VE NOT SEEN HER, BUT
YOU COULDN'T. IT'S BAD ENOUGH THAT JOE'S IDIOTIC
FRIENDS DESCEND ON US PRACTICALLY EVERY NIGHT.
YOU'RE JUST JEALOUS BECAUSE
A FIT GIRL FANCIES ME AND NOT YOU.
RIGHT,
YOU KNOW WHAT I USED
TO BE LIKE WITH THE OLD DRINK.
SO WITH OUR TERRIBLE ALIBI IN PLACE,
YOU LOT SEEM VERY QUIET TONIGHT.
THERE YOU GO, BOYS.
HOW EMBARRASSING.
GOD, YOU MEAN...
NO, COURSE HE DOESN'T TEACH IT,
YOU FUCKING IDIOT.
BECAUSE I DO NOT WANT TO SEE PISS
COMING OUT THE END OF YOUR COCK.
STAY WITH US, SIMON, WE'LL GET YOU HELP.
I'D FOUND AN EXCELLENT WAY
TO DEAL WITH MINE.
I CALLED SHOTGUN.
NEIL, SERIOUSLY,
CAN YOU PUT IT AWAY, SO WE CAN TALK?