:40:15
She's our chance, Mari.
:40:18
We've been shoveling shit
long enough, you and me.
:40:21
Now's our chance to step out of it.
:40:24
- Our chance?
- Oh, I'm going nowhere
without you, girl.
:40:31
Oh, Elvis breath.
:40:38
Come on then.
Lead us to the dotted line.
:41:35
Love, luvvy. Don't worry.
It's only us... me and Ray.
:41:40
- Coming bearing good news, m'lady.
- Stupendous news, actually.
:41:43
Mr. Boo would like you
to sing at his club on stage.
:41:47
- Sing what you like.
- He'll pay. Good money and all.
:41:50
- Could be up to 50 quid, right?
- Yeah, and that's just to start.
:41:53
- No!
- No? Listen. Ray'll look after ya.
:41:56
He knows all about showbiz,
and all you have to do is sing.