Stella Street
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:18:12
Hey, Keith!
What key's that in?

:18:19
Right. Try this for size.
:18:22
Baby
:18:25
You're my baby
:18:27
You're my baby duck
:18:36
- Hey, Keith.
- Yeah, what?

:18:38
L can hear someone, our first customer.
Could you go downstairs, please?

:18:42
No.
:18:43
- Attend to them, I'm in the bath.
- All right, I'm going.

:18:47
He thinks I've nothing better to do
than run up and down the bloody stair...

:18:56
Service with a smile. Bottoms up.
:18:59
Did you order 4 tons of fish?
:19:01
- L don't know, did I? L can't remember.
- Four tons of what?

:19:04
- Fish!
- "Four tons of tuna," is what it says here.

:19:09
So where do you want it?
:19:11
No, no, no. No, I just said,
four tins of tuna for the cat.

:19:20
Look, I said I wanted an electrician...
:19:23
...so they sent this ginger-haired prick
with a ponytail.

:19:26
Dean Barrafuck or something.
:19:27
L told him,
"You get my power on by 4:00...

:19:30
...or I'll stick your head in a blender
and pour it down your fucking neck. "

:19:35
That's brilliant, Joe. You sound just like
you do in GoodFellas.

:19:38
You know the bit when you go,
"Do you think I'm funny?" Go on, do it.

:19:42
Shut your fucking mouth.
:19:44
That's brilliant, Joe.
L wish I could swear like you can.

:19:47
- "Shut your fucking mouth. "
- No, Dean.

:19:49
- You shut your fucking mouth.
- "Shut your fucking mouth. "

:19:53
Dean. Shut your fucking mouth.
:19:58
"Shut your fucking mouth. "

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