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to see it, is he?

I've just got my-- I've just got

my prints all over a gun.

Oh, for f***'s sake.

What are you, paranoid or what?

What do you mean?

I've just come back from court.

- ( sniffing )

- ( laughing ) Oh, for Christ's sake, mate.

- What's up with you?

- Has this been fired?

Don't know.

Didn't ask.

- Mate...

- ( fabric rubbing )

Look, give it to me.

I'll do that.

- Come on--

- No, I'll do it. Thanks very much, Eric.

It don't mean the old Bill

are going to come

straight round now,

are they?

Put it away.

I don't want to see it again.

( laughing )

Was he always such

an unctuous little prick--

f***ing Garvey?

I'll say he's pretty consistent.

Why?

I can't believe the old man's left him

running that f***ing club.

He's making

a fortune, man.

I mean, he's just moved

into some flash new drum.

Well, that should have

me and you on it.

What can you say?

Bill is Bill.

- How's he holding up?

- A bit rattled, I'd say.

- Minor.

- What about you?

Fine. I'm just trying

not to think about it.

You know I'm right

behind you, don't you?

( laughs )

What, leading from the rear, yeah?

( laughing )

I've got

your back, mate.

Where's Garvey?

If Benson had testified...

( humming )

It's all right, mate.

Calm down.

It's all sorted.

There you go.

Oh, hang on. Here.

- All right. Thanks, Karl.

- How you holding up?

Well, they've shown their hand now,

haven't they?

Yeah, we're home and dry

now though, right?

( sighs )

Are we?

I feel like I've been fighting this corner

forever, mate.

40 years--

not a bad run.

Oh, it was a run, was it?

I mean, I was a smoker.

I mean, I was a--

I was an artist, a poet.

- The head.

- I was a head, you know.

And I said I would do it.

I started doing it

and I could have

as much gear as I wanted,

which was all

I was interested in.

The funny thing was--

this is what I noticed

first of all

when I got into it--

was everybody else was into

making money, except me.

I mean, me and Timothy Leary,

you know.

I believed that this was a revolution

of consciousness

and there was gonna be

an evolution taking place.

And we were gonna find out

all these discoveries

about the brain

and the future

and how to be high

and stay high

and how to be magical, how to live

in the world in this sort of new way.

But all these other characters

basically were into bread.

They made money and I

ended up just becoming

just another criminal like them

because of force majeure.

Because of Maggie and then

you and the rest of it,

I had to do something.

You know?

Studied the "Tibetan

Book of the Dead."

I learned how to control

my consciousness when I got into acid.

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