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Sid: 'Ere, speakin of cunts who can't play. Hello girls, where'd you get your perms?
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Steve: [playing darts in the pub] Get the darts Paul.
Paul: [checks their hands] Let me see your hands, keep 'em where I can see 'em. I'm watching you, you bastards.
[goes to the dart board]
Sid: Hey, Paul.
[Sid, John and Steve start throwing darts at him]
Paul: Fuck off. Fuck off!
Duke Bowman: Steady on boys.
Paul: Bastards! It's not funny! You could stick me in the eye; put it in my brains, I couldn't play the drums then.
Steve: You can't play the fuckin drums anyway.
John: You can't play the fuckin drums anyway.
Andrew Schofield
Extended Reading
