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Mother: Drugs and filthy pictures! Running riot everywhere! You're a little animal, you are. You wanna be locked up! I've done my best, look what I've got for it! A bloody mad thing! You're a little savage! Get out of my house! Go on! Get out!
Jimmy: All right.
Mother: You're no son of mine!
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Jimmy: You shut up and piss off! You're all wankers and cunts! Wankers and cunts!
John Blundell
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