ugh

 

you take sugar?

no Turkish, i'm sweet enough as it is.

 

why's he got a tea cosy on his head for?

to keep his head warm.

what happened to him?

he got shot in the face lincoln, i would have thought that was obvious.

what'd you do that for? you mistake him for a rabbit? what do you want me to do about it?

sort it out.

i'm not a ing witch doctor.

 

grab ahold of his legs.

what do you think i'm gonna grab him by, his ing ears?

 

a bookies got blagged last night.

blagged? speak english to me tony. i thought this country spawned the ing language and so far nobody seems to speak it.

 

he won't fight unless we buy his mum a caravan. and you nicked all our savings.

in the the quiet words of the virgin mary, "come again"?

 

we're changing the fighter.

oh me. your lady friend got a voice? and who might you be changing it to sweetheart?

you won't know him, but he's mustered.

mustered? i don't care if he's muhammad, i'm hard, bruce lee. you can't change fighters.

 

he was half his size. i didn't expect him to get hurt.

you put the man into a bareknuckle boxing match. what the did you expect? a grease down and a shiatsu?

 

ok im spent... hehe.. i have no idea how you memorize that many lines... but i dont know anymore... ugh.

 

snatch