:32:03
Oy, fatso.
:32:06
Sorry.
:32:21
Good, they, as dancers.
:32:23
- What about you?
- Yeah, let's see you.
:32:26
- Come on. Up.
- No, I can't.
:32:28
Oh, go on.
I wanna see you dancing.
:32:32
No, I don't...
:32:36
I'm fucking pissed!
:32:44
- That's it, yeah! He's moving now.
- Yeah.
:32:47
Better watch out.
:32:50
Yeah, not as good as you are.
:32:53
- He's very noble. Isn't he?
- Yeah, fine.
:33:03
You're doing very well, ain't you?
:33:07
Whoo!
:33:14
- I'm going to bed now.
- Well, already?
:33:18
Yeah. Good night.
:33:27
Okay.
:33:29
Ms. Brontë, Ms. Brontë,
will I have a fuck soon?
:33:33
Well, uh, uh...
:33:36
Go on. Close your eyes.
:33:44
Uh, uh, it says "death. "
:33:47
- Oh, great. Bloody great.
- That's, uh, symbolic.
:33:51
It symbolizes the bloody death of my sex life.
Right, you have a go.
:33:56
- Uh, Miss Brontë...
- Ms. Brontë. Ms. Brontë.