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The Full Monty (1997)

The Full Monty (1997)

The Full Monty is a heartwarming comedy-drama film released in 1997 that quickly gained international acclaim. Directed by Peter Cattaneo, the movie tells the story of a group of unemployed steelworkers from Sheffield, England, who decide to form a male striptease act to overcome their financial struggles and regain their self-worth.

The cast of The Full Monty includes an ensemble of talented actors who brought the characters to life with their exceptional performances. Leading the pack is Robert Carlyle as Gaz, the determined and resourceful leader of the group. Mark Addy joins the cast as Dave, Gaz's loyal friend who struggles with body image issues. Tom Wilkinson takes on the role of Gerald, a former foreman trying to hide his unemployment from his wife. Paul Barber plays Horse, an aging but seasoned performer who brings invaluable experience to the group. Steve Huison portrays Lomper, a quiet and introverted character grappling with his own personal battles. Finally, Hugo Speer rounds up the cast as Guy, a young and nervous member new to the world of stripping.

The Full Monty garnered immense critical acclaim upon its release, touching the hearts of audiences around the world with its humor and relatable characters. It was nominated for multiple awards and went on to win the prestigious BAFTA for Best Film in 1998. The film brilliantly explores themes of friendship, masculinity, and resilience with a perfect blend of comedy and emotional moments.

To truly immerse yourself in the world of The Full Monty, you can now play and download the sounds that made the movie so memorable. From the lively soundtrack that accompanies the characters' journey to the heartfelt dialogue that captures their struggles and triumphs, these sounds will transport you back to the streets of Sheffield in 1997. Whether it's the infectious energy of the actors' performances or the catchy tunes that get stuck in your head, experiencing the sounds of The Full Monty will undoubtedly bring a smile to your face and warmth to your heart.

So, gather your friends, tune in to these iconic sounds, and prepare to laugh, cheer, and dance along with Gaz and his gang as they strive for their moment in the spotlight. You can play and download these treasured sounds of The Full Monty right here, allowing you to relive the magic of this beloved film whenever and wherever you please.

A Dire Straits double album.
A few years and men won't exist. Except in a zoo or summat.
A mate of Linda's had this plastic stuff put on her at this health club.
A woman who wants to go skiing for us holidays!
A Yorkshire version. Them buggers can, we bloody can.
About only thing round here that is.
About six months.
Abracadabra, here he is! Evening, Barry.
After such a long lay off, do you think you're up to the job?
Ah, come in, Torvill.
Ah, Hot Chocolate! Now we're talking!
Ah, love.
Ah, well. There's nowt as queer as folk.
Ah, who'd have ruddy thought it, eh?
Ah! I thought I clocked you!
Alan, announce it, please.
All I need is 700 quid and they've got nowt on me.
All I want to do is get you in a straight bloody line!
All is revealed. I'll sew 'em back up.
All right, all right, I know.
All right, all right.
All right, don't get a benny on.
All right, Gerald? I didn't see you!
All right, kid?
All right, kid.
All right, mate?
All right, sweethearts?
All right, then.
All right! I'll... I'll get tickets! I will!
All right.
All right. Look, I'll meet you by t'doors.
All right. Two weeks.
All the blokes from t'pub are in there.
All this is built on Sheffield's primary industry, steel.
All those nights you were late back
And girls.
And he's a pigeon chested little tosser."
And I tell you summat, mate.
And I tell you,
And I've kept meself...
And it says no smoking in 'ere.
And it's good times for the city's housing, too!
And one for luck!
And state of the art machinery to make the world's finest steel.
And stupid cow here thought you were out looking for a job!
And the kecks.
And this has been going on how long?
And thousands more flock here daily to shop and to work.
And we go back further than I care to remember.
And welcome Mr. Dave Horsefall!
And who's gonna come and see your mates?
And workshops employ some 90,000 men
And you wouldn't say to me,
And you... go forward, OK?
And your live in lovers gonna do that?
And?
And...
And... Well, I...
Anti wrinkle cream there may be, but anti fat bastard cream, there is none.
Anti wrinkle cream.
Any bugger looks like scoring,
Any problems, I'm outside.
Anyway, it's like clingfilm.
Anyway, it's not your mum's house. It's whatshisname... Barry's.
Are we?
Ask him why he's called the Horse.
Ask him!
Ask Smiler in there! No charge!
At work.
Auntie Jean's busy.
Aye, and it says job club up there. When did you last see one of them walk in?
Aye, but they don't give you a hard on, though, do they?
Aye, he bloody would have.
Aye, it's a thought.
Aye.
Bastard!
Bastard!
Bastard! That were mine, that job!
Bastards!
Be quiet! Me mum'll hear.
Because you're fat and he's thin, and you're both fucking ugly.
Besides, it's a funeral.
Besides, it's good whatsitsname for the lad... Therapy.
Big man.
Bit of this, bit of that, bit of the other.
Bit posh, innit?
Blimey, Naihe!
Blimey...
Bloody hell!
Bloody hell!
Bollocks to your personality! This is what they're looking at.
Brilliant, aren't they?
Bring 'em in.
Busy, you know.
But I only owe him 120 quid.
But I'm taking nowt off. Final.
But it's not all hard work for the people of Steel City.
But six months! Six bloody months!
But this? No, no, no.
But we're here.
But when the sun goes down, the fun really starts
But you don't want to listen to what I say.
But... you know' it's like he's given up.
Button it! Some of us are trying to get a job.
By 'eck!
By closing time, every bugger in Sheffield will know it's us whether we do it or not.
Cam we do normal things sometimes?
Cam you just leave me alone?
Can fellas use this an' all?
Can I have a word? In private, like.
Can't we leave us G strings on, Gaz?
Car. Television.
Cheeky buggers! It's a bloody working men's club!
Cheers, Nathe.
Christ al bloody mighty!
Chuffing Nora!
Cigarette me, for fucks sake.
Come down job club. That'll be a right laugh.
Come on, Al, it's me!
Come on, come on! Come on!
Come on, come on! One, two!
Come on, Dad.
Come on, Dave! It's not for me, it's a funeral!
Come on, Dave. Don't stop now.
Come on, Gerald.
Come on, love.
Come on, love.
Come on, Mr. Security Guard. Do your job.
Come on, put your hands together
Come on!
Come on. Get in quick, and wipe your boots.
Congratulations.
Could come in right handy. Might need a bit of music.
Could you borrow us a jacket for t'funeral?
Course he bloody does! Ask him!
Dad, I'm hungry.
Dad!
Dad! Dad, don't.
Dancers have coordination, skill,
Dave and Lomps, up the wing.
Dave, mate.
Dave, you won't tell anyone, will you?
Dave!
Dave!
Dave?
Dave.
Dave.
Dave...
David... I don't care if they're black, white, or bloody rainbow colored.
Degrading, that's what it were.
Didn't know they would be.
Didn't you work at Harrisons afore it shut down?
Do they?
Do you mind, you!
Do you need a hand?
Do you think he might, though?
Don't be daft! We're getting your money.
Don't be late for job club, lads.
Don't be so bloody daft. We were just saying...
Don't ever call me a fat bastard, all right?
Don't get your clothes dirty, do you?
Don't they?
Driving.
Drowning. Now there's a way to go.
Dunno, really.
End of chat.
Even a fat bastard like me?
Even go and see a footie game.
Ever been out with a black bloke?
Ever seen a zebra brought down by a pack of wolves?
Except I'm your dad.
Excuse me, no one said anything to me about the full monty.
Extincto.
Fat, David, is a feminist issue.
Find Auntie Jean and tell her Uncle Dave wants a word outside.
Folks don't laugh so loud when you've a grand in your pocket.
For Christ's sake, we're looking for dancing.
Frank don't fancy me and I don't fancy Frank, right? So give over!
Frankie! Do you want my body?
Friday. Dress rehearsal tomorrow.
From high tensile girders
From the front, like.
Fuck!
Fucking hell! You'll let some poof wave his tackle at your missis?
Fucking pick'n'mix were driving me crazy.
Gary Schofield.
Gary the lad! What are you up to, then, shifty?
Gary, my friend,
Gaz said he wanted something a bit flashy.
Gaz, hang on.
Gaz, who's gonna buy a rusty girder?
Gaz!
Gaz! 'Ey, look 'ere.
Gaz! That were our Jean, weren't it?
Gaz...!
Gazza!
Gentlemen, the lunchbox... has landed.
Gerald Arthur Cooper.
Gerald,
Gerald, come on, mate. Just an hour!
Gerald, for once, I'm dead serious. I need your help.
Gerald, me lad, you're gonna be famous down job club.
Gerald? Go get chuffed!
Get on with it!
Give it a go at that.
Give over, it's only a poster.
Give us a break!
God, is there anyone I don't get bollocked by?
Good luck, eh?
Good.
Goodnight, Gary.
Guess what.
Hang on, though.
Have to make an appointment.
Have you been actively seeking work over the last fortnight?
Have you done any work, paid or unpaid, over the last fortnight?
Haven't brought me trunks, have I?
Haven't got any mates.
Haven't you grown out of all that yet?
He can hear all right.
He can't hear you through your... triple bloody glazing.
He knows me. He plastered our bathroom a while back.
He'd tell every bugger! We'd be laughed out of Sheffield.
He's a bugle player.
He's dead, that's what he is.
He's fine. We've not been charged or owt.
He's got a car. Somewhere to practice.
He's got gnomes.
He's got no willy, for starters.
He's got the hump about Asda.
He's not allowed, is he?
He's not bad for a bastard, is he?
He's not coming.
He's right.
Hell fire!
Hell fire! That would be worth a look!
Hello, Guy.
Here... lads.
Hey, Patricia the Stripper!
Hey, what's this?
Hey! Example for you there!
His mum died two days ago.
Hiya. All right, love?
Hope you don't think I'm being nosy, but... what do you do?
Horse, go out and tell 'em there's a delay.
Horse.
How about it, Dave?
How can I read the instructions? There wasn't any.
How can I tell her after six months?
How many lassies were there, though?
How? You know...
How's it going, then?
Hurry up, will you? Me feet have gone numb.
I always wanted a nosy in the men's toilets.
I ask you, what are we doing? What are we doing?
I believe in miracles
I bet even Madonna has difficulty with her shoes.
I can cope with losing the sunbed.
I can even cope with the shame of everyone watching this.
I can. I just need your signature. It says int' book.
I can't always have the red carpet out for you.
I can't stand heights, me.
I can't swim.
I can't, kid.
I can't.
I can't. it's top secret.
I could do the job standing on me head.
I could've got me first month's in advance. She'd never have known.
I did his bathroom.
I didn't go on the nick in Asda for some chuffing women's DIY video.
I do try!
I do.
I don't bloody know, do I? But it is.
I don't feel well.
I don't know what you're worrying about, with you know who on your tail.
I don't know...
I don't like Chinese.
I dunno, Gaz. Jean reckons...
I got a bit desperate. You know how it is.
I got a stiffy!
I got...
I hope she dances better than she welds!
I hope they're sale or return.
I just can't. All right?
I just can't. Sorry.
I just...
I know.
I like you.
I love you, you bugger.
I mean fresh start, you know.
I mean, he must be 50 if he's a day.
I mean, look at the state of that!
I might do. Yeah.
I nearly fucking drowned!
I never even hold hands with ruddy lassies.
I never had you down for this sort of caper, David.
I never said owt about her personality. She's probably quite nice.
I reckon summat's going on with her and that bloke.
I said, "There's nowt as queer as folk"!
I should have guessed when you started wearing totty lotion.
I should take that security guard job at Asda.
I suppose there's nicking cars.
I tell you, he won't be the only one trying to top himself
I tell you, there's summat up wi' that kid.
I tell you, when women start pissing like us, that's it.
I think I'm gonna be sick.
I think she's got nice tits.
I think there's been a mistake. We'll check with the office.
I think this bugger's sinking.
I thought I'd give it a go.
I thought you liked them.
I thought you were turning me into a fancy dancer.
I thought you'd gone.
I try dieting.
I used to have a proper job, me.
I want the application letters finished by the time I get back.
I were a stripper, right?
I were on me way up! I am on me way up!
I were ont' floor with Gaz. Him up the road.
I weren't in Girl Guides for nowt!
I won't have to look at your ugly mugs again.
I...
I'd like to take my money out, please.
I'd run you down soon as look at you.
I'll get you it all. I just need a tiny bit.
I'm
I'm 'ere, working! Earning! That's where.
I'm a bloody marked man now.
I'm all in.
I'm Donald O'Connor, right?
I'm going nowhere near the fucking stage! It's suicide! That's what it is! Suicide!
I'm gonna get you all your money.
I'm married 10 you. Remember?
I'm not a chicken drumstick, Gerald.
I'm not sure I'm hearing this.
I'm not waiting in that bloody queue.
I'm ont' dole, in case you hadn't noticed!
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. Sorry.
I'm trying to get some brass together
I'm up to date with the latest industry developments,
I've always wanted to meet your mum.
I've got a degree in arse wiggling, mate.
I've got an empty bar on a Friday night.
I've just been offered that job.
If I give you t'club for nowt and you don't turn up,
If we can't get us kit off in front of ourselves,
If you carry on wi' this caper.
If you need a zimmer frame to tout it in.
If you tell me what you're up to, it might help.
If you want to play your games, do that, but Nathan's gonna have two parents now.
If you were ont' lookout for a new fella, right?
If you were, just saying,
If you won't dance, you can do something useful.
In the city's numerous nightclubs and discotheques.
Is Barry with her?
Is he in?
Is that all right?
It counts for something, don't it?
It don't matter. Bye.
It explains a few things, at least.
It had to be my... job!
It were me first interview in months!
It were terrible, Dave. I were there
It'll be a relief to get back to work. It's not been an easy six months.
It's a bit late for all that, Gaz. I mean...
It's about Lomper.
It's all right, Nathan. It's right, is this. I've seen 'em do it.
It's all to fucking cock. I'm his dad, and you...
It's amazing how tiring it is doing nowt, you know.
It's Beryl.
It's better than that in the film, you know.
It's different for me! I've got a standard of living! Responsibilities!
It's Donna Summer with...
It's Flashdance, Dave. She's a welder.
It's for your gnomes, really. Not you.
It's like Bonfire Night. Too much acetylene.
It's marvelous, this.
It's miles home! You know that!
It's more than a thought.
It's not as if I'd blame her.
It's not my fault I can't fit through.
It's not my kind of dancing. It's all arse wiggling.
It's not straight, Lomps.
It's not their bodies, Bee. It's what they do with 'em.
It's not too bad.
It's not working in the sense that it's not working.
It's souped up tango, is that. Teach any bugger in a week. Even you, mate.
It's the Arsenal offside trap, isn't it?
It's what them Chippendales do.
It's what your man said.
Jean would.
Jean, love!
Jean?
Jean'll throw an eppy! She's only over there!
Jeanie,
Jeanie, who wants to see this dance?
Jesus! Security?
Jesus! Stay still.
Just a minute.
Just a minute. Mr. Horse. My colleagues on the panel...
Just Jean, innit?
Just listen, will you? It's nowt to do with any fucking women!
Just look at yourself.
Just not the right sort of dancing.
Just wanna know about dancing.
Keep up, you fat bastard!
Ladies, we are strippers, aren't we?
Left touchline, three, four.
Let's see, there's the...
Like skateboards.
Linda...
Listen, just think of the most boring thing you can come up with.
Listen. I'm gonna get really annoyed with you.
Listen. If we're doing this, then just this once,
Little And Large prancing round Sheffield with their widgers out!
Lomper here is Tony Adams, right?
Look, shut up, will you? Watch.
Look... Excuse me, can I borrow this for a second?
Maintenance arrears of £700' and now an arrest for indecent exposure.
Make a bit of a...
Maybe I should.
Me and Gaz and...
Me breakdancing days are probably over.
Me jeans are bloody soaking!
Me niece!
Me, Dave.
Mixed classes.
Mum's house is always warm.
Music.
My favorite film's "Singing Int' Rain". That walking up wall thing is ace!
My feet are freezing.
My money? Nathan's money!
Nah. Sorry, lads.
Nah. Tits are too big.
Nathan!
Nathan!
Nathan!
Nathan!
Nathan.
Nathan.
Nathe!
Nathe!
Nathe!
Nathe.
Night, Nathe!
Night.
No bloody wonder.
No bugger robs pipes in the buff.
No decent woman would be seen dead in there.
No, Gerald. I've never liked 'em.
No, I can't speak up.
No, it won't. Nathan's yours and mine. He's fuck all to do with him!
No, it's liberating, love. Liberating.
No, look. .. I know it don't look good.
No, no, my chuffing pleasure!
No, no, no! Jesus Christ!
No, no. Just a couple of old tarts. I'm going back in for Nathe.
No, nobody told me.
No, thank you.
No, thanks. The kids are outside.
No, there's not a lot about.
No, we better hadn't.
No, would you, though?
No, your... Your secret's safe with me.
No!
No? Well, maybe there's a part missing.
No.
No.
No.
No.
No. No way.
No. Not doing it.
Nobody tells them Chippendales to do security. Raking it in, they are!
Not pissing about!
Nothing.
Nothing's happening, you know what I mean? Nothings getting bigger.
Now get out there and do your stuff.
Now then! Cos of us. Men.
Now what?
Now, are you in... or are you out?
Now, back to the music. Here's another disco classic from the 70s.
Now, come on.
Now, I'm busy.
Nowt in a gym'll help you there, mate!
Of course you don't! You've got a hangover. Take a day off. Stay at home.
Off, off, off!
Off! Off! Off!
Off! Off! Off!
Offside trap. One, two,
Oh, aye! Jiggling about in the buff. Therapy!
Oh, aye. Everyday stuff, this.
Oh, aye. I can just see him doing all that twizzling about bollocks.
Oh, cheers.
Oh, Dave, what's going on?
Oh, don't be so mean! Things are looking up. You said so.
Oh, fuck!
Oh, fucking hell, Nathe!
Oh, hello.
Oh, mother!
Oh, my God!
Oh, no! Come on, Gaz. Why me?
Oh, no.
Oh, right! She's one of Gaz's little tans, is she?
Oh, shut up! It's not funny. It's medical.
Oh, well, I may as well not bother.
Oh, well...
Oh, what's it called?
Oh, you're joking! She must be getting desperate.
Oh. Well, don't fret, gents. There's a right good laundry in Wakefield prison.
Oi, Nathe!
Oi, Nathe! We have a laugh, don't we?
Oi, you deaf Mai!
OK, ladies and gents... and you buggers up the back there!
OK!
Once I'm on stage?
One more time, Gerald.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
Only I couldn't, could I?
Ooh! Aah! Cantona! Has to wear a girlie bra!
Or browsing in the shops.
Or do it and just maybe get rich.
Orange.
Oui!
Our money. Nathan's. You know, for definite this time.
Our old dinner lady's ont' front row!
Our school took us for... for swimming lessons.
Park your sequins over 'ere.
Perfect.
Perfect.
Perhaps you better had.
Phwoar! Them bloody muscles!
Pick it up, and try and slide it across other side.
Poor lad. Sorry.
Prison.
Put that back. Put it back!
Ref!
Right touchline, three, four.
Right, come on, you lot!
Right, then.
Right, then. I'll wait 'ere and keep guard.
Right! I can't hold them any longer! It's now or never!
Right. I need someone int' packing section.
Right. Name.
Security camera tapes off the from desk.
Security guard in 'ere? No wonder he wants to kill himself.
See that? Interview. In the bloody bag. Mate from Harrisons.
See you, kid!
She don't think so.
She lost stones. Il were like magic.
She wouldn't let him come. Said it were women only.
She'd have to be to put up with this kind of shit!
She's already got you hoovering! I saw it and I let it go!
She's miles away! See you later. Good luck.
She's out there now, ont' High Street, with a fucking MasterCard, spending!
She's still got credit cards, you know.
Sheffield leads the way in town planning.
Sheffield really is a city on the move!
Shit!
Shit! I'll give the money back.
Show us your pecs!
Shut up, Dave. It's supposed to be a bloody funeral.
Shut up. I'm thinking.
Since you came along
Skiing, for fuck's sake!
So as you and me can keep seeing each other.
So this is your great money making enterprise? Pornography?
So your daddy dances in from of you?
So, Horse, what can you do?
So, it's Mr. Horse.
So, please avoid the area if possible.
So?
So.
Some fellas thought we'd make a bob or two taking us clothes off.
Some of 'em. Yeah.
Sorry about your Nathan. It's a bad one, that.
Sorry?
Sorry.
Sorry. Social Services have requested an interview with you.
Sorry...
Stand in the middle of froad and get a mate to drive smack into you right fast.
Standing at t'side of t'pool in me trunks
Starting at £16,000, plus the pension scheme.
Stay still, stay still.
Stick it on, Daverimo! I'm there.
Stop! No, no! Stop! Stop!
Straight up.
Strippers?
Strippers?
Ta very much.
Ta, lads.
Ta.
Take a long hard look in the mirror.
Taking us kit off.
Tell us straight.
Tell you what. Next weekend I'll have a big tidy round. I promise!
Ten quid to watch some fucking poof get his kit off! Ten quid!
Ten years we worked in here. Now look.
Thanks a lot.
Thanks to steel,
That would be worth ten quid!
That, gentlemen, is what we are looking for.
That'll be for t'court to decide.
That's all very well, but a big wanger is no use
That's all. Just tonight.
That's different. We're... blokes.
That's easy.
That's gratitude for you! We're riding into Alley of Death for you, you fat git.
That's it.
That's not what I've heard.
That's the wall.
The beating heart of Britain's industrial North!
The city's rolling mills, forges,
The good news is that the outlook for the rest of the week is much better,
The jewel in Yorkshire's crown is home to over half a million people,
The juggling bugger?
The less I eat, the fatter I get.
The stomp. The bus stop.
Them dancers. Mum were going on about it.
Them joints won't hold fuck all.
There is... this.
There were nowt on telly so I thought I'd give it a go.
There you are.
There's no point. He went out.
There's nothing I can do to help you.
There's some right good players.
There's the beggar.
There's the bump.
These nature films. Aren't they marvelous?
They are now, mate.
They bloody are, you know.
They can spend the day lounging by the pool,
They put Velcro down the side, and then...
They were together in the paper.
They won't say nowt about your personality.
They won't wait forever.
They're 20 quid each, them! That were your bloody maintenance!
They're cheering out there. You did that.
They're gonna be looking at us like that.
They're holding hands.
They're just messing, Dave.
They're not.
They're trying to stop us, you see.
They're turning into us.
They've got great bodies and that.
They've taken me sunbed. They've taken bloody everything.
Things looking up?
Think any of them could dance?
Think of Jean's face when she sees you dancing like Flashdance.
Think of that? In front of 400 women!
This is crazy.
This is no place for kids.
This is normal! Isn't it, Dave?
This lot go all the way.
This... This is all wrong, this is.
Thousands. Baying for blood.
Three, four. Now the belt,
Three, four. Now the socks...
Three. Now the shoes,
Times ten quid by a thousand, right? And you've got...
Timing, fitness and grace.
To 400 horny punters? Ask me another one, kid!
To the stainless cutlery for your dining table.
To your wife.
Told you. Rubbing pipes' that's all.
Tops off.
Two weeks? Just like flashy tits?
Two weeks. That's what the man said, and he's not taking the piss.
United are playing Man U, aren't they?
Victorian slums have been cleared to make way for the homes of the future.
Watching one of our top soccer teams,
We all step forward in a line and wave our arms around like a fairy.
We can do without him.
We can forget it, go back to fucking job club,
We can use 'em for the show.
We could try and sneak into Man U. Terry said...
We do.
We got this int' jumble, like, to say sorry.
We had the real thing up here the other day.
We just saved your fucking life, so don't tell us we're not your mates!
We may not be pretty, we may not be right good,
We may not be young,
We stuck it with superglue.
We were dancing all right then, an' all.
We were thinking...
We weren't that bad.
We'll stuff 'em, Nathe.
We're all finished, Dave.
We're bloody on!
We're bloody on. Go get your jacket on.
We're doing it right.
We're finished, Dave.
We're going for the full monty!
We're going now.
We're going swimming, Dad. Do you wanna come?
We're live, and for one night only
We're not doing this for a laugh, you know.
We're not making the biggest arses of ourselves in the known universe,
We're not needed no more, are we?
We've sold 200 tickets. That's two grand!
Welcome to Sheffield!
Well done, Gerald. All the best.
Well, all the qualifications are there, obviously.
Well, at least one bloke got a job out of this place being shut down.
Well, I just pray they're a bit more understanding about us, that's all.
Well, I'd best be off.
Well, if it's all there, how come it's not working?
Well, it's been a while, mind. And I've got this dodgy hip.
Well, like I say, get some new ones when you can.
Well, look at me.
Well, no looking. And no laughing, you bastards.
Well, no wonder.
Well, no. The thing is, Mand, you have to speculate to accumulate, in business.
Well, stick it on, Nathe. Do your worst, pal.
Well, that makes sense.
Well, they're coming!
Well, this is an emergency, is this.
Well, us mates are better.
Well, you bloody well can't.
Well, you should have said.
Well...
What about Auntie Jean?
What am I gonna do about this?
What are you doing? They're borrowed!
What chance have we got in front of lasses?
What color?
What did I tell you? She's nifty on her pins.
What did you tell him for, anyroad? The kid's a nutter.
What do I have to do?
What do you mean, I can't see him? He's me son! I haven't been charged!
What do you mean, in what sense?
What do you reck?
What do you reckon, Dave? Eight? Maybe even a nine.
What do you want now? I told you, I'm finished with you.
What happened to the security guard?
What have you got to smile about?
What if it happens again?
What if someone spots me? What if Linda finds out? I've got standing, me.
What if, next Friday, 400 women say: "He's too fat, he's too old,
What the hell are you doing 'ere? Your mum'll go mad!
What they say about black blokes.
What we're asking, Gerald, is...
What, here? Now? In this house?
What's all this about sole custody?
What's going on? I had to buy 20 barrels! I've had no word from you!
What's got into you?
What's that pasty faced chuff er want?
What's that supposed to mean?

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