:08:01
John. John!
:08:05
- What the fuck are you staring at?
- Nothing, mate.
:08:08
- Calm down. Have a drink.
- Tell your mate to fuck off.
:08:12
- I don't like being stared at.
- Fucking right!
:08:14
Don't give us hassle.
We're Shadwell like you, alright?
:08:18
You reckon? Who are we playing tomorrow?
:08:21
- Pentland, away.
- I'm not asking you!
:08:24
- When's our next home game?
- (JOHN): Wednesday, mate. Grimsby.
:08:28
- Let him answer.
- Who did we sell to Wimbledon?
:08:33
- Carera.
- You!
:08:34
- Carera.
- Well done, Brain of Britain(!)
:08:38
- Bloody good riddance.
- Trev...
:08:40
He's the best player we over had!
:08:42
Fuck off, mate. If he'd gone
any slower, he'd have grown roots.
:08:45
- (JOHN): Trev...
- Hang on, he's got a point.
:08:50
You've got to admit.
He did have some flair, though.
:08:53
Oh, yeah. I wouldn't deny that, no.
:08:55
For a white bloke he was pretty skilful.
:08:58
- For a whitey, yeah. You're right.
- You prat!
:09:15
I know they're fucking Neanderthals,
But we've got to face them.
:09:26
I thought we might bump into you lot.
:09:30
So you're really Shadwell?
:09:32
Of course. Ignore him, he's new to the game.
:09:36
One Josh Carera! There's only one Josh Carera!
:09:41
- Do you fancy a game?
- Yeah, I'm on.
:09:43
Five cards, two changes, no trumps.
:09:46
Tell your mate he can play.
:09:48
- I hope he's got some cash on him.
- Yeah. Cut him in, deal him out.
:09:53
When do I over lose?
:09:58
(TRAIN DRIVER): We'll shortly be
arriving at Pentland...