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    I know I am I'm sure I am
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    I'm West Ham till I die
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    Go on bruv, go on bruv
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    fuck me.
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    If I knew we was going to a go bar mitzvah
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    I would have brought me fucking skullcap
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    Mate, Tottenham's due north.
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    Are you lost? or just fucking stupid?
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    Still a stand-up comedian, eh, Dunham? Oh shut up.
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    Al right mate. You know, back when the major...
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    was doing your job, he wasn't nearly as chatty.
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    Probably because he wasn't quite so nervous either.
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    Yeah, the Major always preferred a scrap to your yammer.
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    What's all that? What is that? Yammer?
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    You reckon? Yeah.
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    Mate, I think you should get on the next train and fuck off out of here.
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    Before something bad happens.
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    Maybe we'll be interested to see exactly what that is.
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    You're not exactly top-flight mob these days, are you?
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    Hey? More like a two-bob mob.
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    See? now that's just plain rude.
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    But, hey, if you fancy it, who are we to let you down?
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    You fuck cunt. You
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    Let's go.
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    I'm telling you, you can't need Lewis.
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    No, I know--Look, I will trade you Keyshawn and Maddox for Lewis.
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    Maddox? And I'm going to be losing out on this deal.
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    Because Keyshawn, he's back with the--
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    He's back with the old coach. He's back with Parcells.
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    And they are gonna be an unstoppable team, You know that, I know that.
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    Hey, look, man, he was comeback player of the year.
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    You know? Not many guys have thrown over 6000 yards.
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    Come on, you--
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    Look, let me call you back I gotta deal with something.
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    Alright, but I--
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    Buckner.
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    That's $10.000, I think it's a pretty good deal.
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    We never had a deal, Jeremy.
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    Look, I know you got screwed here.
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    But I have my family reputation to protect.
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    I mean, a Van Hoden getting expelled from Harvard.
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    There's no way,
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    I've got a little more at stake here, Matt.
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    Buckner?
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    Come on, man.
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    My dad is definietly gonna get re-elected.
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    When I graduate, I'll totally hook you up.
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    Thanks, bro.
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    You're really saving my ass.
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    You've reached Carl Buckner.
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    I'm currently on assignment in Kabul, and I'm unreachable,
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    Leave a message with the Foreign Correspondence Desk...
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    of the Washinton Bureau of the Times.
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    and I will get back to you as soon as possible. Thanks so much.
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    This is a security announcement at Heartrow Airport.
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    Please keep your belongings with you at all times.
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    My name is Matt Buckner. Last spring I got kicked out of Harvard.
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    two months shy of my dipolma, but what I was about to learn...
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    no Ivy-League school in the world could teach me.
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    Mind the gap. Please stand clear of the closing doors.
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    Mind the gap. Please stand clear.
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    All right.
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    Matt?
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    Hi, Hey. Hey.
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    Oh, my God. Oh, it's so good to see you.
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    You too. Was there a terrorist attack? What happened here?
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    Oh, welcome to match-day madness, Tottenham was in town last night.
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    Are you a soccer fan now?
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    Don't let them hear you say the word "soccer"
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    Who's them? The British Empire.
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    Uncle Matt, meet Ben.
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    Can you believe that? Hey there little guy.
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    He's adorable. Yeah.
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    It is so good to see you, but what are you doing here?
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    It just doesn't make any sense, Matt.
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    Why would you have been expelled if you didn't do anything wrong?
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    It was my roommate. He's a total cokehead.
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    Somebody tipped off campus security and we got our room searched.
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    They found his stash in my stuff.
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    I guess he'd been hiding his shit in my closet the entire time.
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    Really?
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    Yeah, really?
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    No, I mean, you could tell me if you were taking--
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    It's not like that. You fought and they didn't believe you?
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    Matt?
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    You fought it, right?
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    Look, you don't know who this guy is.
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    He's a Van Holden.
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    I wouldn't have even had a chance.
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    So what did dad say?
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    "You;ve reached Carl Buckner"
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    Oh, "I'll be in the Ivory Coast for the next 57 years.
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    Kabul this time. Whatever.
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    Seriously, though, when you spoke to him, what'd he say?
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    I didn't tell him. He doesn't know?
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    You know what? If I was you, I probably would've done the same thing.
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    Yeah? Once he finds out his golden boy...
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    just got kicked out of Harvard, he'll drive headfirst into an empty swimming pool.
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    Gee, thanks,
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    Oh, Steve's home.
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    Hi, baby. hey.
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    I've got a suprise for you. Oh honey we have a guest.
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    This is my kid brother, Matt.
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    Hello, mate. How you doing?
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    It's good to finally meet you. And you.
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    Finally made it across the pond, then, did you?
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    Yeah.
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    Who's this? Who's this? Come on.
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    I missed you. Come here.
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    Yeah. I missed you my little lord Ben.
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    Honey, you want some tea? That'd be great.
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    Tea, huh? Get over it.
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    Good-looking little geezer, isn't he? He sure is.
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    Listen, Matt. I'm really pleased your here, mate...
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    but I kind of made plans for tonight.
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    I've got this romantic evening set up. Got a babysitter booked.
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    and we got tockets to see Chicago.
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    You wouldn't mind if we go, would you?
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    Hold on, excuse me.
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    What a suprise.
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    What you doing? Aye, Aye, all right, bruv.
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    Jesus, Shannon, you look rough.
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    You're a funny guy, Pete.
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    Matt, this is Pete, Steve's brother. Pete, this is my brother, Matt.
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    Hey. Hi, son.
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    Good to meet you.
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    Hello, Ben.
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    I'm West Ham till I die, I'm West Ham till I die.
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    I know I am, I'm sure I am.
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    I'm taking him to bed, Hey, all right, babe.
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    See you later, Ben.
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    Well done. What?
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    I thought you were going to the match. Well technically, yes.
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    But me and the boys got into a bit of a drinking session last night.
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    One thing's led to another--
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    Let me guess. You've lost you wallet. And me keys. There's a taxi outside.
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    Top bloke, my brother.
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    So....
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    How are we, my colonial cousin?
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    Fine, thanks. "Fine, thanks."
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    You couldn't make it 100, could you?
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    Yeah, how does "piss off" sound? Oh, fuck off, come on.
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    Get some drinks in, get some drinks in
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    Get-- Shut up, just shut up.
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    I'll tell you what I'll do, all right.
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    I'll give you...
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    a hundred...
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    if you take Matt to the match.
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    Oh, fuck off, you're having a bubble.
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    Bruv, you know I can't take a yank to football.
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    Yeah, you can. And you're gonna be on your best behavior, do you understand.?
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    Go on. Well, come on, then.
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    Cheers, Matt. We don't get mcuh time on our own.
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    Right.
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    Listen to me. You don't give him the money, Okay? No way.
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    That's beer for the boys. All right,
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    All right.
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    Matt? Where are you going?
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    I'm going to the soccer game with Pete.
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    But you just got here, I know, but I'll catch up with you later.
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    Yeah, have a good time. Hurry up.
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    See you.
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    I don't want him to hanging out with Pete and those thugs.
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    It's all right. He's a big boy. He can look after himself, can't he?
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    Pick a hand. Come on.
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    The right hand? You've just won the star prize.
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    Yeah?
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    How much do you love me? A lot.
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    That's not enough.
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    Look, mate...
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    I'm not being funny.
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    But the last thing I wanna do is take you to the match with me.
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    So here's how it works.
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    Give me half the money, I'll go to football.
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    You can have a wander round where Churchill took a tom.
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    Or whatever it is that you Yanks do in the jolly old.
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    A tom? A tom, A tom tit, a shit.
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    It's rhyming slang, Like "bees and honey" for money.
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    All right, I can say to you, give me the fucking bees.
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    I made a promise to Steve.
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    Well, Steve ain't here, is he, mate? I am and to be honest...
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    you're pissing in the wind if you think I'm taking you.
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    I'm not giving you the money. You ain't really got a fucking choice, mate.
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    And you're starting to get on my tits. Give me half the money.
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    Cops!
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    Well, how fucking stupid do you feel now?
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    Come on then, dance for me, Yankee.
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    Serves you right for fighting like a bleeding tart.
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    But try that again, and I will kick the shit out of you.
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    Yeah, the tom out of me, I get it.
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    Get up, come on.
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    So. I'm guessing you're not much of a fighter.
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    Fighter? That's probably the first fighter I ever had.
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    You call that a fight?
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    Fuck it. I will take you with me, you might learn something.
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    About soccer? No, mate. Not about soccer.
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    And for fuck's sake, stop saying "soccer."
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    Come on, hurry up.
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    What are you taking about, baseball is a girl's game?
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    The Red Sox have a guy that pitches over 90 miles an hour.
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    Who cares? All that means is he can have wank faster than you.
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    Come on. Think about it.
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    I just don't get it. What is with you Americans?
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    You start a fucking war, bottle it..
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    then we have to come save your asses again.
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    Save our ass?
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    Yes. And then, on top of that, you kill half our soldiers in friendly fire.
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    That's called an accident. Yeah, accident, my ass.
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    All right. All right, Dunham.
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    You all right, mate.
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    Look...
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    we're sort of going into my place of business, right?
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    Shut up until you're spoken to and you might have a better run of things.
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    Only thing regarded worse than a Yank around here are coppers and journalists.
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    What do you got against journalists? How long you got?
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    They're lying fucking scum who'll write anything just to fill papers.
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    I mean, not your old man, of course. He's the exception maybe.
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    That's a point. These boys don't know about your old man.
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    And if I was you, I'd keep it that way. Another thing.
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    What you hear in here stays in here, all right?
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    No blabbing to brother Steve about how your day was or who said what.
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    What happens at football stays at football, all right?
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    Yeah, all right.
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    Let's have some fun. It's footall day.
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    All right, Pete.
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    Aye, aye!
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    Welcome back,
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    We good? Yeah, good. yeah, good.
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    How you doing, mate.
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    All right, boys. This is Matt, Shannon's brother.
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    You got Ned. Nice to meet you.
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    Dave. Nice to meet you.
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    Swill. Hello mate.
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    Ike, and the one with the dodgy haircut's Keith.
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    Hey, Keith. I'll get the drinks in, then.
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    Yeah, go on, get the drinks in.
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    Does that mean I'm getting them? Every fucking time.
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    Every fucking time. Every fucking time.
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    Fine. Where's Brvver?
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    Been in te toilet for 15 minutes.
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    Like dodgy Ruby or something, down at Bengal last night.
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    Look, he looks lost.
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    No, "Ruby Murray" means curry. We call it Cockney rhyming...
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    Slang. Slang. Like "bees and honey" for money.
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    That's it, yeah. Like "struggle and grunt" for cunt.
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    Oh, you went dark. Why'd you go--? I'm not a cunt.
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    Like "septic tank" for Yank.
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    Hello.
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    All right, Bovver. Pete.
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    How you doing? All right? Sweet.
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    This is Matt, Shannon's brother.
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    Hey.
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    That's the proper, right? He don't give a fuck, does he?
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    Mate, he's practically family.
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    Mate, it's fucking painful.
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    Bov's a miserable cunt, but we love him dearly, don't we, boys?
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    Sometimes. Like a fucking brother.
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    Matt, grab these two pints for us, will you? Sure.
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    Good boy. Bov, come on.
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    He's all right, man.
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    What's with all the fucking babysitting?
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    You know we had a meet set up.
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    It's all right, Bov. He'll stay out of the way.
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    It's not like we didn't have it last night. What?
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    That's not the bloody point.
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    We look like mugs if we set something up and our fearless leader
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    don't show because he's playing pin the tail on the fucking Yank.
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    No, he's right, man. He's got a point.
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    You ket me worry about that, all right boy's?
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    As for the Yank, he too modest to tell you
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    but back in the States, he an internationally ranked...
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    double black belt in karate.
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    Is he fuck? look at the size of him, No, No, No.
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    Bloody karate kid film? Based on his exploits.
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    Really? Yeah.
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    Really? Yeah, it's true.
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    Fucking straight bollocks. bollocks.
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    Come on, why not? You're lying already.
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    You've been here fucking five minutes and your lying already.
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    Hurry up, will you.
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    Hurry up.
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    He's now officially cockney, the boy is.
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    Oh, East London is wonderful.
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    Is wonderful
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    Oh, East london is wonderful
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    It's full of tits, fanny and West Ham
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    Oh, East London is wonderful
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    Oh, East London, Oh, East London
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    Is wonderful, is wonderful
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    Hey, Matt, that bollocks you was talking about earlier about the Karate Kid.
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    I mean, that-- That's hprse piss, right? Oh, no, no.
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    No, mate. Shit's Gospel of Paul. Really?
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    What was your coach's name?
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    Little chink geezer. What was his name?
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    In the forst one? All fucking three of them, for fucks sake.
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    Why weren't you in the fourth one? Why'd you let the side down?
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    I remember thinking why the fuck weren't you in there?
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    The bird was in it.
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    Stick your blue flag up your ass
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    Up your ass, up your ass
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    What was his fucking name, you cunt? Your mentor, man.
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    Yeah, his name. You owe it all to us.
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    I can't remember it. Wait, wait, Miyagi.
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    Miyagi, fucks sake. Miyagi.
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    Miyagi, Miyagi, Mr-- Mr. Miyagi. Mr. Miyagi. He would have--
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    He was based on a real person. Based on a real person.
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    They based him on a real person. That's fucking out of order, if you ask me.
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    Did they pay him?
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    Of course he got fucking paid. Imagine this. Just imagine this situation.
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    He's getting all--
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    No, listen, seriously, imagine the situation.
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    Someone used you ina fucking film...
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    and don't pay you-- Don't take the piss out of me.
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    I'm talking-- This is real stuff that I'm talking about.
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    The real Mr. Miyagi!
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    Listen to this, this is our song.
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    They reach the sky And like my dreams they fade and die
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    Fortune's always hiding, I've looked everywhere
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    I'm forever blowing bubbles
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    Pretty bubbles in the air
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    United. United. United.
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    Let's go fucking mental, let's go fucking mental
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    Let's go fucking mental, let's go fucking mental
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    Let's go fucking mental
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    Friend of the family, eh?
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    Pete might be showing you a bit of courtesy, you being Shannon's brother.
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    But get it straight.
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    We don't like outsiders.
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    All right?
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    Cover your ass.
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    Morning, mate.
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    Hey, Pete, look, I'm gonna head home. I'm not feeling so hot. Jet lag.
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    Oh, fuck off. You're not missing the game.
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    You're the one who wanted to learn more about "soccer."
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    I'm forever blowing bubbles
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    Pretty bubbles in the air
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    They fly so high, they reach the sky
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    And like my dreams they fade and die
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    Fortune's always hiding
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    I've looked everywhere
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    I'm forever blowing bubbles, pretty bubbles in the air
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    United. United. United.
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    Come on, United
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    Come on, United
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    Look out, mate. We're the most watched country in the world.
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    Will the parents of a little John Deale please contact the nearest steward.
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    Our next three games are Fulham away, Everton at home and Newcastle away.
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    Sweet, ain't it? Come on.
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    Get the fuck out of here.
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    Come on, United.
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    Go on, son, fucking have him. Foward team.
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    In the box, son.
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    What the fuck?
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    Come on.
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    Dirty northern bastards.
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    You fucking wanker. You fucking--
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    Come on, you fucking Zulu cunt. Come on, I want you, you cunt.
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    Come on, you fucking mug.
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    I don't believe it. He's over there.
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    Look, it's fucking Bovver. It's fucking Bovver. Look, he's over there.
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    Go on, son.
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    Yeah. Yes, fuckig A.
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    Fuck you.
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    There he is. Oi, Bov. Fucking quality, son, fucking quality.
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    Stuff of legends. Well, you had your hands full, didn't you?
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    Don't worry, It ain't over yet, boys.
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    Word is these twats are gonna have a pop.
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    What you heard? Oh, the usual.
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    Fucking Zulus. There's like 50 or more mobbing up the tube right now.
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    It's gonna kick off near East Ham.
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    Time to go then, boys. What are we standing here for?
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    All right, keep going...
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    Let's get them.
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    I should head home. You know where you're going.
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    Back to Shan's. Bank Station.
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    Yeah, but keep your head down. Bloody Brimingham lot will be on the tube.
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    That's all right. I'll manage.
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    Fuck, wouldn't he be better in a creche?
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    Don't get on at East Ham. If yousee trouble walk the other way.
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    Yeah, yeah. Don't worry.
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    Let's go, eh?
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    Get him.
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    Look, I don't want any trouble. A fucking Yank.
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    Wy's a Yank running with the GSE?
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    GSE? I don't know anything about the GSE. I'm just a tourist
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    Oh, well, in that case, how's about we leave you with a proper souvenuir?
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    Ever heard of a Chelsea grin?
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    No, come on, please.
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    Do you take American Express?
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    I bet the Major gave out his shares of Chelsea grins...
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    back in the good old days, eh? Not when the GSE weren't so sloppy...
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    to leave one of their own behind.
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    We don't leave our mates behind.
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    Come on.
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    You horrible bastard.
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    Look, he's getting away. Go. Come on. Don't lose sight of me.
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    I'll get the van.
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    Where the fuck's he gone?
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    Two-foot small. Where the fuck is he?
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    I'm getting too old for this shit.
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    Seriously, I could use a beer and a lie-down.
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    Get it out of first. Can't get it out of your mom.
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    This has to be financed though, right?
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    Come on, lads, back to the Abbey.
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    Whose round is it? Whose fucking round do you think?
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    You're all supposed to be fucking-- It's your round, then, Ned.
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    Oh, shut up, mate. It stinks.
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    Sit down. Who was that?
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    Fucking hell. Fuck off.
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    Come on, boys. This is fucking up.
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    Let's sock the little cunt.
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    Zulu! Zulu! Zulu!
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    What the fuck is that?
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    Well, come on, eh! What the fuck you standing there for, you cunts?
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    Fuck off, you cunts!
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    What the fuck is that?
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    Come on, let's get out of here. What?
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    There's 20 guys. You don't run.
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    Not when you're with us. You stand your ground and fight.
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    Fight? I don't knw how to fight. Just think of someone you hate.
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    Come on, then.
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    Get up-- Get up, you fucking twat!
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    Come on!
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    You fucking--
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    Get off me.
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    GSE! GSE!
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    Come on! Come on!
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    Come on!
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    Fuck, Pete. What do you make of that, then?
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    What a fucking result, Brovver.
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    You are a fuckin maniac, Matt. Look at me.
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    Fair play, son.
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    There's plenty would've bottled it and run. You stood your ground.
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    I'm proud of you. Good.
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    Who was he, Then? Who?
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    The geezer you was just fighting.
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    Jeremy Van fucking Holden.
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    You done yourself proud. Now we gotta stop kssing each other's asses. Got to point out.
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    You see the first punch he threw. Yeah.
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    A little bit on the feminine side. A bit gay.
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    Come on. That was my frist hit. Come on.
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    Come on, youse all wanna get pinched?
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    His got it, let's push him out.
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    Morning, sunshine.
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    How do you feel?
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    Oh, a little sore.
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    English breakfast, double dose of aspirin, you'll feel sweet as a nut, mate.
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    Here.
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    I gotta piss like a racehorse.
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    Fucking journos. Look at this.
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    West Ham wins 3-0, in a blinding performance...
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    and our little scrap makes the headline. Bloody muckrakers.
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    So, what is this?
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    Bollocks journo bullshit.
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    No, no, this, the GSE. Lower it, son.
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    What are you guys, like an organized political movement or something?
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    No, mate. We're a firm.
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    You never heard of a firm in the States? No.
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    All right. Every football team in Europe's got a firm. Some have two.
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    Chirst, I forgot how clueless you Yanks are.
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    All you've seen of us is the staduim riots on Tv, innit? Come on.
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    Here you go love, two bacon sarnies. Thanks.
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    See. West Ham football is mediocre.
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    But our firm is top notch and everybody knows it.
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    The GSE. Green Street Elite.
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    Arsenal; Great football, shit firm, "The Gooners."
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    Tottenham; Shit football and shit firm.
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    "The Yids," they're called.
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    I actually put their main lad through a phone-box window the other day.
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    What about Millwall? Ah, Millwall.
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    Where to even fucking begin with Millwall.
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    Millwall and West Ham firms hate each other more than any other firms.
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    Sort of like the Yankees and the Red Sox.
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    More like the Israelis and the palestinians.
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    We haven't played Millwall in ten years.
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    Their top boy's this geezer named Tommy Hatcher. Horrible old cunt.
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    Back in the Major's day, Tommy's son was killed in a scrap.
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    After that, he wemt completely mental. Lost the plot.
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    Well, who's the Major? Ah, the Major.
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    Quite a legend around here.
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    He ran the GSE in the early '90s, when I was coming up.
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    Hardest bastard you ever saw.
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    They say we kind of lost our way when he left.
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    But believe me, my boys are bringing the old GSE reputation right back.
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    So basically, firms are gangs.
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    Kind of. But we're a far cry from all tat Bloods-and-Crips bullshit.
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    I mean, shooting a manchine gun out of a moving car at an 8 year old girl...
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    that's just cowardly.
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    See, we might be into fighting and all that...
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    but it's really about reputation.
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    Humiliating another mob in a row.
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    or doing something that the other firms get to hear or talk about.
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    Like a Yank in his first fight, battering down a Brimingham's main lads.
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    Here you are, love, sit down. Thank you.
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    That's all right.
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    Look, Pete, I don't know how to thank you for what you did for me.
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    Don't give it another thought. Yesterday was a good result for us.
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    We had a laught, we had a few pints, cheered on the mighty hammers.
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    We was completely outnumbered, but we stuck by our mates...
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    and we stood our ground. No matter what happened.
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    That's what it's all about.
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    Look at the fucking state of him. How, don't fucking start, all right?
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    What did I say to you? I said to you one simple thing! No trouble.
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    It had nothing to do with me.
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    He's walking home. He gets jumped, Bruv, he's lucky we was there.
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    Right. You're a real hero, ain't you, mate.
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    You saw the whole thing from the sofa, did you?
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    Tell you what, bruv, you concentrate on your family...
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    and leave my bussiness to me, all right? My family? What is it with you, eh?
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    Do you want mom to come home and visit you in the nick?
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    Maybe you want the plot next to dad.
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    Oh, my God! Matt, what happened?
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    Shannon, I'm fine.
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    Pete, can't you see what you're doing to this family?
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    All I see is a scared old man.
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    Don't talk to me like-- Get off him! You got the wrong idea.
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    Get your hands off me! Stop it!
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    Steve! Leave it, leave it!
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    Get the fuck out. Get out!
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    Lying little shit.
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    Babe, I'm so sorry.
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    Well, that weren't the smartest of moves, mate.
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    But thanks, yeah.
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    Fancy a pint?
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    No. Oh, come on.
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    You're the one's that's gotta buy the bleeding thing.
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    Get your cash out, the fat bird's about to sing.
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    So you still got your dough? You got it? Yeah.
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    Jesus, you two joined at the fucking hip, or what?
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    Leave it out, Bov. It's getting old.
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    No, I'm starting to wonder about you two.
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    I mean, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you was a couple of gay boys.
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    Bov.
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    We've known each other along time, yeah?
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    I trust you more than any other bloke I know.
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    But you're getting dangerously close to crossing the line with me.
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    If you got a problem, then it's your fucking problem. Not mine.
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    But if you wanna discuss it further, we can go outside.
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    Beers, boys.
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    Hey, Bov, come oon. It's your shot, mate. Pete.
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    Yeah, come on. Fuck all that. Gone on with the game, mate.
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    Pete. Watch out.
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    Everything all right, mate?
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    I can't beliebe that you came all this way and you didn't even stay the night.
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    I don't want to mess anything else up for you.
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    Oh, you didn't mess anything up.
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    So you and Steve are okay? Yeah, yeah, we're fine.
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    All right, well. I'll call you from Pete's.
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    Mat.
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    Please don't go.
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    It's just Steve feel's horrible about what happened...
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    and he really wants you to stay with us, and so do I.
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    I don't want you to stay with Pete. Well, I wanna stay with Pete.
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    You know Pete and his thug friends aren't the answer.
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    What are you talking about? What answer?
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    It's just, I've been begging you to come and visit me for the last three years...
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    and you-- you didn't even come to my wedding...
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    and you don't know my husband, and you haven't held your nephew...
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    and you show up yesterday and you're leaving already--
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    Look who's talking. I mean, you ran to another fucking country after mom died.
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    I'm sorry.
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    Will you come and visit me? Yeah of course.
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    Jeremy Van Holden?
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    Sounds like a cunt.
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    Mate, if he'd done that to me...
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    I'd smah seven shades of shit out of him.
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    Sounds like these Harvard boys would slit your throat in your sleep.
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    What was you studying? Before this geezer slitched you up?
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    History. History?
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    I teach history. You teach?
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    Yes. Cheecky slag.
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    History and PE. what? Do you think GSE pay the bloody wage?
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    Mate, I'm smart as fuck.
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    Come on, it's brass monkeys out here.
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    Class, today we have an extraordinarily distinguished guest.
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    Mr. Buckner is an American...
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    who went to the finest university in the United States, Harvard.
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    But despite his prestigious education...
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    Mr. Buckner still thinks...
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    that baseball is better than football.
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    I know, boys. It's an utter sin.
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    Now, it's our job to save this heathen from his evil ways...
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    and teach him what really matters in life. And that is?
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    Football! Exactly.
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    We're gonna play five-a-side. Mr buckner will be goaliefor the away colors.
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    Now, go easy on him, boys. You know how these Americans bruise.
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    So how do we keep this fair?
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    I should let every other ball go through?
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    I wouldn't worry about that, amte.
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    All right. You ready?
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    Go on, son.
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    Beautiful, beautiful. Thing of beauty.
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    Yes, yes.
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    Go on, Duncan.
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    Go on, son. Get out of it. Take it all the way.
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    Have it, have it in, mate.
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    All right, that's it.
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    What was that?
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    Beautiful. Oh, it's such a beauty.
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    I love it.
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    All right, kids.
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    All right, let's go. Home team 10, way team 3.
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    Thanks to some pathetic goalkeeping from the away kepper.
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    All right, get yoursleves changed, boys, all right?
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    Now, that's what I call a real ass-whipping. Oh, you set me up.
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    That was like the junior olympic football team, right?
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    No, mate, just regular English boys.
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    We got history next. Why don't you come say a few words...
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    about the American War of Independence.
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    They'd get a kick out of it hearing it from a colonial.
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    Well, American history isn't really my speciallty.
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    Mate, they're 10. Teach them whatever you want.
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    Well, I sort have plans with Shannon this afternoon, so...
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    Fuck you, then. We'll have a beer later, yeah?
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    Yeah, see you at the pub. All right, mate.
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    Who are you! Who are you!
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    These kids. He set me up, man.
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    I'm in there thinking this some sort of class of kids.
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    Shut up.
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    And they're coming in fucking everywhere.
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    Oh, come on.
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    You say that?
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    I saved more goals than you say.
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    No, no, no. No.
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    Jesus. Look at the fat cunt.
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    You fucking little bastard.
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    Go on, then. Get the fucking chips in.
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    Well, I'll be fucked.
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    If it ain't my old mater Bovver.
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    How you doing, son? All right?
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    I'll say one thing for you. You got some fucking front.
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    Showing your face over this side of the water.
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    There's plenty of people here love to kick your fucking ass, given half the chance.
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    There's four of them stood over there.
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    Fucking right, son.
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    So tell me, what's this I'm hearing...
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    about your firm gone all fucking international?
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    Don't you even fucking think about ignoring me, you little cunt.
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    Now, I said, what's this bollocks I'm hearing about you having a little Yank on the firm?
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    It's only tempotary.
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    Tempotary, eh?
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    Do you think I might be able to get a bit of quiet here?
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    I'm trying to have a fucking conversation.
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    What's his problem?
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    So look at you, little Bovver.
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    All grown up now, look.
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    Where's your other little girl...?
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    Petey. Petey.
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    She at home, is she? Trying to get her little toes...
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    into the Major's big fucking shoes?
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    Yeah, Iguess he was pretty small back then, son.
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    Back in your day.
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    You always did have a bit of bottle, you.
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    So tell me, Bov. You come over to Millwall.
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    Did you come alone?
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    Should I wind him up? If I wind him up...
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    Excuse me a minute, Bov.
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    Hello? I'm Tommy. Tommy Hatcher.
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    Yeah. I know. Oh, you know?
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    Well, now, you see, that's bad. That's really, really bad.
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    Because now you ain't got an excuse for not keeping that shit cunt of yours quiet.
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    Excuse me? George, you can't let him talk to me like that.
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    George, your bird hasn't stop fucking rabbiting since I've walked in here.
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    How, can I recommend that you shut her up...
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    so I can continue my conversation with our guest there, Bovver...
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    of the once-proud GSE firm?
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    You can't tell me-- My God!
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    You see what she's doing? Does she ever fucking stop?
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    Ever, fucking, ever?
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    That's enough! That's enough?
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    I'll tell you when it's enough, son, all right?
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    Look at her, Tommy.
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    The paki's called the old bill, mate. Come on we best fuck off.
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    Tommy, we best fuck off sharpish, mate.
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    I'll see you again.
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    Soon, Bov.
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    I don't reckon, I'll be back till tomorrow night.
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    Be gentle with her, and remember...
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    left side. Left side right.
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    You seem nervous. Nervous? Fuck off.
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    What's on your mind then?
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    Just two little words keep every hammer in England up all night.
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    United. Away.
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    All right, mate. You all right? Yeah, all right big man.
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    How's it going? good.
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    Hello, Matt.
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    Where's Bovver? Fuck knows.
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    He's been a pain in the ass all week. Must have PMS.
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    Pre-match stress. Guy's being a right cunt at the minute isn't he?
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    Come on, Pete, the trains in five minutes. Yeah, hang on.
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    His fucking phone is off. I can't believe he's gonna pull a runner for United away.
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    They're gonna be gunning for you too. After the job you pulled on their top boy last year.
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    What happened last year?
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    I may have gone a bit over the top. Yeah, just a bit?
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    Where's Dave? You heard from him? Have you?
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    Oh, everything's just falling right into place, innit?
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    I'll go.
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    No, mate. What?
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    I'll go. You can't just go up there with Ike and Swill.
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    No offense, mate, but we can't take passengers on this trip.
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    Go on, piss off. Give you a bell later.
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    So how many Reds do you reckon we're gonna tear up today?
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    Fuck knows. Enough.
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    Catch it. How's that?
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    The 2:55 train to Manchester Express will be approaching...
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    All right, lads, Bovver. Sweet, mate.
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    I thought we agreed to meet in the car park.
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    Deciced to wait here.
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    Look, Bov, you wanna play the wanker, that's fine with me.
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    But leave it out till we got today out of the way, all right?
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    You all right, mate? Keith. Come on, boys.
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    What the fuck you talking about? Let's have it.
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    No, I'm not lending you any more money.
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    I don't owe you any money. For fuck's sake, come on, play the game.
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    You never paid me for the last time. You taking the piss or what?
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    What are you doing here, Matt?
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    I thought it was just the three of you. Oh, isn't that sweet?
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    This what--? This your proper planning, eh?
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    I ain't going in with that fucking mug.
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    Sit down, mate. Come on, mate.
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    Hello, mate.
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    Who's calling what? I ain't got any money.
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    He's here now... Fucking hell.
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    No, I don't. Think of any footballer.
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    Think of any other fucking footballer. Robbie Fowler.
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    He's not, not really. He looks like...
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    Dave, where are you?
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    Sorry I missed you. Plane late?
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    The flight was an hour late.
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    Fly faster. I'm here.
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    What, Manchester?
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    Yeah, but...
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    There's like 40 of them waiting here, all getting very fucking excited.
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    So have a listen. United! United!
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    Oi, Bov.
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    Fuck. Do you hear that?
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    Yeah, mate. They're waiting here for you.
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    Don't roll into Manchester. Do you hear me?
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    All right, nice one. All right, laters.
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    We are fucked.
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    What's happening? They're waiting for us at the station.
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    What, they know we're on here?
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    Yeah, must have had a scout watching us.
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    How many 40 or 50.
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    Can't we get off at the next station? This is the express train.
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    Don't stop till Manchester. Is that right Bruv?
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    Come on. Come on, boys. If we dont show up now, they'll claim a result.
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    Fuck that. We got to get to that station. Are you insane we just got away.
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    Shut the fuck up. You shouldn't even be here.
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    This is what it's all about. It's what we fucking live for.
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    Fuck him. All right here's the plan.
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    Ike, call Dave, tell him what's happening. It's about 12 miles to Manchester.
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    We need a couple of cabs immedciately.
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    Fuck! Where's all the fucking cabs?
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    Pete, I got an idea.
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    I told you to shut up. Fuck you, Bovver.
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    You what? Cut it.
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    Fucking cut it out. What is it?
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    Who the fuck are Man United.
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    Who the fuck are Man United?
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    Mp, this MM% in the vicinity of the last report, responding.
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    Where the fuck are these cunts? That train should have been here 10 minutes ago.
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    They'll be here soon enough. There's no way off that train. Stay sharp.
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    And remember, Nigel gets that Dunham cunt all to himself.
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    That's right. Nice one.
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    What the fuck do you want? Sorry, we're with Paramount Pictures...
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    shooting the Hugh Grant film. We gotta get this through.
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    Hugh Grant film? Any decent women in it?
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    Cameron Diaz, I think. I hope so, she's fit as fuck.
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    All right, lads, let this come through. Thanks.
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    Give me 30 seconds, then I get the fuck out of here.
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    Where's the famous, Where's the famous? Where's the famous GSE?
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    Where's the famous GSE?
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    There's your famous, there's yoour famous GSE.
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    We could have died that day in Manchester.
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    Everybody knew it, but we didn't.
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    Ike said later that the story traveled across England.
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    faster than the death of Lacy Di. The GSE were finally back.
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    Suddenly I was part of the firm with the best rep in London.
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    The old guard. The old guard.
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    People around the town heard of me.
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    They would hear my accent and say "So your the Yank."
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    Till I die.
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    United! United!
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    You know the best part?
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    It isn't knowing, that your friends have your back.
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    It's knowing that you have your friends back.
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    They're on me.
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    I'd never lived closer to danger.
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    But I'd never felt safer.
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    I'd never felt more confident.
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    and people could spot it from a mile away.
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    And as for this, the volence.
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    I gotta be honest, it grew on me.
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    Once you've taken a few punches and realize your not made of glass.
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    you don't feel alive us you're punching yourself as far as you can go.
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    So, what couldn't you tell me--?
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    I had to find out from your sister you're expelled?
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    Why didn't you call me? I did. Your machine answered.
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    You could left a message.
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    Well, I'm tired of having a relationship with your voice mail.
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    You know what? I don't need this.
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    Hey, Matt, Matt, come--
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    Hey, come on. Shannon says you were set up. Is that true?
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    Yes. Well, why didn't you find me?
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    Why didn't I find you? What's your fucking point?
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    My point is, this doesn't look good, Matt.
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    You say that you're set up. You don't even contact your father?
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    We could have fought this together if you were innocent.
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    If I we're innocent? If you're innocent...
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    why didn't you ask for help? You think I'm a drug dealer?
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    Obviously, I don't know. But what do you think?
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    I don't know. Well, that's why I didn't find you.
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    Of course you don't know what to think. You don't really know anything about me.
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    So you-- came to England?
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    Yeah. Okay, whats now, Matt? What's the plan?
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    What do you really want? Come on, It's just a question.
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    Listen, Carl. Do you really expect me to unburden myself to you.
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    You just show up and decide you're the dad again?
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    Look, I--I have to go to the London Times.
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    You're unbelievable. You know that? Just someone I'd like you to meet.
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    I'm not a 5 year old anymore. It takes a little bit more to manipulate me.
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    Just an old friend from mt Tribune days. I thought--
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    You thought all it takes is a handshake from the editor of the times...
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    and I'll have my old life back?
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    It's just a free lunch.
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    Welcome to the quater-final draw for the football association cup.
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    The oldest most prestigous tournament in world club football.
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    Today we have with us the West Ham legend Mr. Frank McAvennie.
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    and chairman for our sponsors, Mr. Phil Peters.
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    As usual the home team will be drawn first. Frank?
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    Number two
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    Cardiff City will play number 3
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    Number three Liverpool. Yes.
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    Number seven.
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    Sunderland will play number six.
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    Number six Newcastle United. Bit of a Northeast derby.
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    Number eight. West Ham United
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    will play
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    number 5 Millwall. Fucking yes!
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    Yes!
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    Yes! Come on you lions!
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    Fucking nice.
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    Bov, mate, we got them, mate.
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    Oi, bruv, this is gonna go off.
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    You're not gonna believe who I've seen walking into the Times.
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    What? Who?
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    Our little Yank friend.
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    I fucking knew it.
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    I knew there was something dodgy about that little cunt.
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    Yeah, mate, he's sly.
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    Here, I'll tell you what. Pick me up after work.
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    All right, I'll see you after work, sweet.
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    You know your sister's worried sick about you.
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    She says your running around with some kind of gang.
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    It's not a gang dad. They're my friends.
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    Well, are you atleast writing about it?
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    Am I writing about it? No.
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    Hey, Matt, listen. I want you to come home with me.
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    What? No look.
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    you may not trust me as your father, but as journalist.
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    I'm telling you your reputation is all you have.
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    You've gotta get back to Harvard. You gotta to clear your name.
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    We can-- We can fight together.
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    Oh, forget it, dad.
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    I'm not going home.
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    Jesus.
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    Look
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    if it makes you feel better.
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    I am keeping a journal
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    It's one thing you taught me I held onto.
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    I knew that.
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    I was just making sure.
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    Hey. Steve.
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    How you doing? Good to see you. Good to see you.
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    Matt. Hey.
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    I'm gonna get changed what times your flight?
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    You take your time. My cab will be here in about half an hour. So..
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    I have to say farewell to my grandson anyways.
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    I gotta take off, dad.
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    Okay, Matt.
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    Look, I know things have not been
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    Great to see you.
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    How you doing? Good.
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    So you'll be celebrating the draw with the lads?
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    The draw. Wait, who did we get?
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    You mean you don't know? No.
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    Oh, come on, Steve. Who? Millwall.
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    At home.
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    Hello. Hello.
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    Don't we want to play?
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    Hey, Gorgeous. Hey
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    You okay.
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    yeah, I was just watching my dad play with Ben.
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    He's already a better grandfather than he was a dad.
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    You know, he seems like a decent bloke now.
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    for a bloody journo.
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    So he was an asshole when you were growing up.
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    I guess that's why neither of you joined the old man's rocket.
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    What do you mean?
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    You know, following his footsteps.
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    What are you talking about? Matt did.
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    What do you mean? Matt was a little more fascinated.
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    with our absentee father than I was.
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    Shannon, what do you mean, "Matt did?"
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    That's what Matt studied at Harvard. He was a journalism major.
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    I just really hope he gets back to it.
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    You know, once he gets your brother out of his system.
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    So he's a Yank and an undercover journo.
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    Looks like we'll have to give the boy two funerals.
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    We hate Millwall. We hate Millwall.
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    Steve, what are you doing here?
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    I want a word with you outside.
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    What happened? Is Shannon okay? Yeah, Shannons fine.
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    Why didn't you tell me? Steve Dunham just walked in.
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    Why didn't you tell me you're doing journalism?
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    I'm not. I quit. What difference does it make?
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    Well, listen, mate. to some poeple. yeah its a big difference.
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    Well, what would you know about that?
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    Listen to me, I like you.
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    but you have no idea what you'er getting into.
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    Now, I've got to tell my brother that his new best mate is a journalist.
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    So me and you are going outside now.
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    A toast.
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    Stevie Dunham.
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    back in the abbey after all these years.
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    Welcome home, Major.
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    The major, The major.
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    Major, Major, major.
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    GSE, GSE, GSE
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    All right, hang on.
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    All right, boys. What are you doing here?
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    The Yank here? No.
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    He's a fucking undercover journo. What?
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    No, bollocks.
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    Straight mate, see him down the Times with all the other journalist, shaking hands.
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    I mean, proper pally. Whats all that about? Think about it.
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    Drops in out of nowhere. Never been in a scrap in his life.
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    Snugs in nice and tight with a top of the firm.
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    For fuck's sake, Pete, what else was he doing at the Times?
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    No, that means fuck all.
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    Could've been any one of 100 reasons he was there.
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    Yeah, well, this time I'd like to make sure of that myself.
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    You sure of this bov?
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    Because if you're comming in here like this, you fucking well better be.
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    Yeah, watch your back son.
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    What, this his, is it?
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    Yeah. Yeah?
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    What the fuck is this?
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    Here, keith, you know about all this computer stuff.
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    Have a look.
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    What's this? You fuckin
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    You fucking cunt.
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    First match: "West Ham vs Brimington. Home.
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    Pete brought me to the brigid Abbey pub on Walsh Road.
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    His main hangout and introduced me to his gang.
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    Oh, Look, we're a fucking gang now.
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    Here, make it go up.
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    Bovver is Pete's thuggish right hand man.
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    Keith is sort of Bovver's enforcer.
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    You happy now? We're all in there. He didn't say anyhting about me.
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    Wait here.
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    I'll put some clothes on.
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    So you are the major?
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    I was the major.
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    I guess to some I still am.
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    Now, Terry here was my right hand man back in the glory days.
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    That was a long time ago, mate.
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    why'd you get out of it?
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    I was a crazy bastard back then.
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    All I fucking cared about
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    was my reputation amongst the firms of England.
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    I mean, You've heard all the stories about Millwall, yeah?
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    Last match I went to was Millwall, West Ham.
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    We're talking a good 10 years ago.
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    I mean, we'd been waiting for this match all year.
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    At Milwall, yeah.
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    Stepping into their ground completely outnumbered
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    We were fucking wired fro, the start.
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    Now Tommy Hatcher.
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    He was their man back then.
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    He used to bring his 12 year old boy to the grounds. Tommy Jr.
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    Always banging on how he brought his kid up, you know, to be like a little pit bull.
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    Well, we lost that match.
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    Three-nil
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    and those Millwall cunts started laughing at us.
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    and I just fucking snapped.
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    I mean, I couldn't let it lie. you know?
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    So I assembled all our troops, and we hunted them down.
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    I saw that little lad go down.
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    Tommy No!
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    And I saw his skull get crushed under the boots of the GSE.
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    I never went to another match after that.
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    And I left the major behind.
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    and thats when I meet your sister.
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    She was an angel, she really saved me.
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    showed me a new life. helped me forget all the bollocks.
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    and she swore.
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    she'd leave me if I ever return to it.
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    and when it comes back to me--
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    and believe me, mate, it fucking does that madness.
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    I mean, when I hear, you know, the--
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    The roar of the stadium on match day, yeah, all the lads calling me down...
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    to get pissed out of me fucking tree. When I think of that...
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    I think about getting back into it.
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    And Shannon and Ben, they remind me.
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    There's more to life than all this.
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    Get all those juicy details, mate?
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    Writing it all down? What?
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    You fucking journo cunt! Oi!
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    Oi! Oi!
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    Sure you know what you're doing? He's fucking undercover!
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    Don't tell him nothing! I said, are you sure?
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    What? You already knew.
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    All I know is he studied journalism, right, at Harvard.
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    But he's dropped out.
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    We found his journal. Full of stories about all of us.
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    That's just a fucking diary.
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    Ned saw you at the Times with a couple of journos.
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    That was my dad. He's the journalist. You knew that.
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    His old man's a fucking journo, and you knew about it.
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    Look, that don't mean nothing, Bov. You what?
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    He studies to be ajourno. His old man is a journo.
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    What's the fucking difference?
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    You let one of them get in with us.
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    I wasn't trying to get anything. You shut the--
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    I don't care who he is or what he's done.
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    You don't do someone on the deck.
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    What's fucking wrong with you, eh?
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    He'll bury us all and, what, you just gonna sit down and watch him do it?
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    No.
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    No, Steve, you're the Major.
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    You started this firm.
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    I'm speaking for all the boys, we got the biggest ruck...
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    of our lives coming up and your brother's too much of a bottle job to lead us.
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    The GSE is Pete's firm. All right?
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    He calls the shots.
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    Yeah?
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    Well, fuck the lot of you.
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    GSE?
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    Get out of the fucking way! Move!
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    Get yourself cleaned up.
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    Tommy.
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    This is it, mate. We'll finally get back at those fucking Hammer cunts.
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    Millwall! Millwall! Millwall!
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    What the fuck's he doing here? Martin, sit down, son, sweet.
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    That's it. Do as you're told, you mug. Fuck off.
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    Bovver.
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    You know we're gonna have to stop meeting like this.
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    People are gonna start to talk.
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    So, what you doing up so late, anyway, on a fucking school night?
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    Shouldn't you be at home with your pals...
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    all shitting at the thought of us turning you over?
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    What, did you have a lover's tiff?
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    Well, what do you want, Bov?
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    Fucking Yank's an undercover journo.
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    He's at our boozer now.
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    Tommy, you gotta give him the chop.
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    He's got them eating out of the palm of his hands.
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    What makes you think I'd want to sort that out for you, eh?
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    Because the Major's there too.
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    Stevie Dunham's in there?
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    Oh, thanks, Pete. Shut up!
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    History student my ass. Who the fuck are you?
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    Look, I'm sorry I lied about being a history major, but that's it.
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    I'm not a journalist. Well, it don't look fucking good, does it?
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    Why are you keeping a record? It's a journal. I've kept that my entire life.
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    Are you working for the Times?
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    No. Look, I'm telling you the truth. You've gotta trust me, Pete.
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    Mate, you've put me right fucking in it.
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    If I don't convince those boys...
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    that the head of their firm was not just taken by a fucking Yank journo...
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    the GSE is done.
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    So I'm gonna go out there...
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    and I'm gonna tell them that Bov's got it wrong...
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    and that you're one of us.
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    And I had better be fucking right.
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    So, Bovver...
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    is there anything else you wanna tell us?
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    Lissten, Tom, please, this is how it's gotta go down.
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    You're the only one going down, little Bovver.
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    Grass.
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    Fuck.
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    This shit with Bovver could tear this firm apart.
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    Mate, I need you.
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    Stay with us, just through Millwall.
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    I'm not gonna help you.
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    I made a promise to my wife and kids, all right?
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    And I'm sticking to it.
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    You know, there comes a time...
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    when the best reputation you can have is the one where your family--
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    What is it? Get down. Get the fuck down.
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    Hello, boys.
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    Jesus.
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    Pete. Pete, come on, man!
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    Hello, Terry.
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    Fuck off!
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    Terry.
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    Terry.
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    Look who's back in the fucking Abbey after all these years.
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    Hello, Tommy. Tommy, I'm done with all this, mate.
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    Retired, did you? Got yourself a Yank wife, did you?
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    Had a son of your own, did you?
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    Listen-- I had a son once!
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    I'm sorry! Do you remember him?
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    You fucking remember? I'm sorry!
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    It's too late.
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    You bastard. Ah, fuck.
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    No, Tommy.
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    You listen to me. Tommy--
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    You die tonight...
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    and me and you are even.
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    It's done! Let's go!
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    Pete! Pete, over here, mate! Quick!
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    Jesus. The fucking punk.
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    Bovver, what the fuck did you do?
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    Get a fucking car!
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    Get him in the fucking--
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    Get him the fuck in the car.
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    Get in. Go.
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    Go! Fucking go! Get out of the way!
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    Move! Move!
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    Somebody help! Help us! He's been fucking stabbed!
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    Come on, hurry! Get him on the trolley.
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    Fucking hurry up! Resus.
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    Go.
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    Infuse six units of O-neg.
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    What'd he say?
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    He's hanging on.
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    Trusting lads.
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    You always said trusting lads was my problem, Bov.
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    I trust lads too much.
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    Trust the Yank too much.
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    This is how you prove your point?
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    Backstabbing me?
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    Teaming up with Tommy Hatcher to kill the Major?
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    Kill my fucking brother?
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    I'll kill Tommy. Just say the word, and I'll do it.
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    I don't need you for that.
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    I don't need you for anything anymore.
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    Go. Away.
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    Bruv, please, I fucked up.
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    Shannon. Shannon. You asshole. You have to--
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    Sick! You're so sick!
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    I'm so sorry.
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    I know.
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    The doctor said that you're gonna be okay.
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    He said it's just gonna take a little time.
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    We're leaving tomorrow.
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    It's not safe for us here now.
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    You all right, mate? How is he?
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    He's hanging in.
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    So, what now?
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    You let Tommy know I want a straightener.
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    Tomorrow. All right.
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    We finish this once and for all.
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    Somewhere quiet. Away from old bill.
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    Ike, your mate runs security at Trinity Wharf?
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    Yeah. Get hold of him. Set it up.
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    Sure.
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    Come on.
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    What's going on?
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    Been and I are on the noon flight to Boston.
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    You can't leave him. He was trying to protect us.
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    You can't do this to him, Shannon. Yes, she can.
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    She has to.
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    So should you.
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    I'm going with you to that Wharf tomorrow.
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    Jesus Christ.
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    They crash our pub.
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    They put your brother in the hospital. That ain't your problem.
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    What are you talking about? I've got just as much at stake as you.
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    Matt, listen to me.
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    It's time to go home.
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    I don't know where my home is anymore.
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    I think we both know where it ain't.
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    Mate, this is my fight. It's my brother in the hospital.
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    I'll take care of Tommy.
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    Go home, mate.
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    I'm forever blowing bubbles
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    Pretty bubbles in the air
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    They fly so high
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    They reach the sky
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    And like--
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    You're doing the right thing, Matt.
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    Yeah.
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    You know that back home, nobody's gonna care aboout your rep here.
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    You know that, right?
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    I'm gonna call a cab.
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    Where's Matt? Finally went home.
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    Come on.
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    This is Charlie-27, MPCP-501, at Brixton Road.
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    Disturbance...
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    The cab's on it's...
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    way.
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    Matt?
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    Matt?
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    Matt?
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    Now, at least one of you Dunham cunts are gonna pay for my fucking boy.
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    Me old mate, Bovver. Never could turn down a good scrap.
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    You know me, Bruv.
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    Get him up.
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    Holy shit.
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    Shannon!
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    Shannon, stop!
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    Shannon, over here!
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    Matt, don't be a fucking idiot! Get her out of here!
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    Shannon, stop!
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    Matt! Shannon, stop!
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    Pete, what're you doing? Fucking hell, Tommy.
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    It's Steve Dunham's wife.
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    If Tommy reaches that car, do you know what he'll do to her?
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    He's a fucking animal.
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    Hello, love.
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    Matt!
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    Come on, let me in the fucking car!
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    Let me in, you slag! I'll smash this fucking window in!
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    I'll smash this fucking window!
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    Are you okay? IsBen okay? Yeah. Matt!
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    You're gonna get it now, you little Yank.
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    Bov, you wanna make up for what you've done?
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    Get my brother's family out of here.
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    Tommy!
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    Don't you want to finish me off, then?
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    You're already finished little Petey.
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    The NTO will take care of you in a minute, you mug.
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    We didn't kill your son, Tommy!
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    You did!
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    You should have protected him, mate!
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    He was your son!
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    Don't talk about my fucking son. He was your son, Tommy!
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    Get in the fucking motor! Get in the car! Get Pete!
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    Only a poor little Hammer!
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    His face was all battered and torn!
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    He made me feel sick!
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    I hit him with a brick!
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    Now the cunt's not laughing or singing no more!
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    He's not laughing or singing-- No, Tommy, he's had enough!
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    I'll get us out of here. Go.
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    You can't leave him. Pete!
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    Pete!
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    Fucking help him!
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    Pete Dunham's life taught me there's a time to stand your ground.
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    His death taught me there's a time to walk away.
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    I would never have the chance to thank him.
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    But I could live in a way that would honor him.
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    It's too much.
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    Well...
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    congrats on the Epstein account, Van Holden.
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    That should be a nice commish.
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    I bet your father's election had nothing to do with it.
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    Fuck you very much, Todd.
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    Gentlemen, if you will excuse me...
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    I must partake, once again, in this restaurant's fine facilities.
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    Fucking lucky bastard.
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    What the fuck.
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    Matt Buckner?
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    Is that you?
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    Jesus, Matt, you look like shit.
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    Hey, Buckner, do you mind?
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    You said you'd hook me up. What?
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    When I took the fall for you at Harvard, you said you'd hook me up.
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    You gotta be kidding me, man.
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    They were your drugs, and you said you had more to lose...
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    and that you'd hook me up if-- All right!
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    Yes, I said I would hook you up.
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    Jesus, Matt, I--
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    I'm in a meeting right now.
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    Call my office. Talk to Cindy. She'll make an appointment for you.
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    You gotta be joking me, you spineless shit.
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    That you'd hook me up if-- All right! Yes, I said I would--
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    What the fuck is this? Oh, this?
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    It's my ticket back to Harvard. Give me that.
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    I wouldn't do that.
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    I'm forever blowing bubbles
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    pretty bubbles in the air
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    they fly so high, they reach the sky
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    and like my dreams they fade and die
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    fortune's always hiding
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    I've looked everywhere
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    I'm forever blowing bubbles
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    Pretty bubbles in the air
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    United!
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    United!
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    *Music
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Title:
Green Street Hooligans
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Video Language:
English
Duration:
01:48:34

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