1:19:20
Billy the Limpet, bless him. He's
chasing the ball like a little terrier.
1:19:25
Shame he hasn't the skill
to match his enthusiasm.
1:19:27
Shame he's fuckin' useless, Bob.
Absofuckin'lutely, Bob.
1:19:42
Ratchett's taken out Cigs.
The guards are taking no prisoners.
1:19:45
You get it, Bob?
Whatever, Bob.
1:19:56
You
Fucking watch it.
1:19:59
No, you fucking watch it,
you fat bastard.
1:20:06
That's going a bit too far,
isn't it?
1:20:10
He took a dive!
Number seven. Violent conduct.
1:20:13
Off the park.
It was a dive! Look!
1:20:16
Come on. Do one, now.
Fuck off.
1:20:19
It's a straight red.
The cons are down to ten men.
1:20:22
Well, it's an early bath for Raj...
1:20:25
which is really gonna put pressure
on the Mean Machine.
1:20:28
It's disappointing, but you can be sure
it's not going to be easy out there.
1:20:31
That's right, Bob. They're taking full
advantage of the extra man on the pitch.
1:20:36
Walker's through ball
to Mr. Gayle, who plays it.
1:20:40
And Hayter. And Monk!
Superb save, way down to his left.
1:20:43
All right! All right!
29 minutes, Bob. Still onenil.
1:20:47
And the cons are holding out.
The Monk's gone on another walkabout!
1:20:51
But this time he plays it safe
to Trojan out wide.