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I mean, don't you just feel it?

Standing here, drinking their wine.

- People we'll never even meet.

- [ Door Opens ]

[ Footsteps ]

[ Woman ] Would you like a drink?

I've got some wine.

- What the f--

- Shh!

Oh, you startled us.

Are you from the agency,

- or are you viewing like us?

- What are you doing in my flat?

- Didn't the agent tell you

we'd be here?

- But we're not moving.

You must be the man

of the house. Congratulations.

You have a very nice home.

But we're not moving.

Really? Then I should

check with the agent, love.

- Sorry.

-[ Footsteps ]

Sh*t. We shouldn't have

come up here. We're gonna have

to wait ages to get down again.

Maybe there's a way off here.

Jesus Christ!

Do you think they believed you?

[ Chuckling ] Of course

they didn't f***ing believe me.

- What do you think you were doing?

- I caught them on the hop.

- We surprised them.

- How do you mean?

That bloke wasn't her boyfriend. Why

do you think he didn't say anything?

She was up to no good, and she was

pretty glad we weren't her boyfriend.

- You reckon?

- Why else would she be home in

the middle of the afternoon?

No, you just can't plan

for that kind of f***ing sh*t.

We're unlucky. Don't worry

about it. It won't happen again.

- Well, I'm not so sure.

- Oh, yeah?

Next time you can do

the f***ing prep work.

- No, I didn't mean it like that.

- No, I mean it.

Take your mark, check it out for days,

months,years, whatever.

- It'll be the next place we hit.

- Yeah, all right.

- Tell you what.

- What?

I feel bad about pulling

the panty routine on that bloke.

She's gonna give him loads of sh*t,

and she's the one fooling around.

[ Indistinct Chattering ]

Beer, please.

Thanks.

- Buy you a drink?

- Yeah.

But you can't

sleep with me.

- Why's that?

- 'Cause I'm with the guy over there.

- That bald one?

- He'd let you buy me a drink,

but sex is completely

out of the question.

[ Chuckles ]

- Still want to buy me that drink?

- No.

[ Chuckles ]

- So what's a nice girl like you...

- Doing in a place like this?

- doing with a c*nt like that?

- It's a long story.

Keep your voice down.

- He does own this place.

- I was trying to get your attention.

My name's Daniel Lloyd.

My friends call me Danny.

So?

So you've obviously

had a bad day.

Kind of day that makes you feel

like everybody's out

for their pound of flesh.

Yeah.

I've been having quite a lot

of days like that.

- Say something to me.

- Like what?

See you outside

in ten minutes.

- Oh, I'm sorry. It just--

- It just came apart in your hands.

- It did, actually.

- Yeah, I know. It was broken already.

Somebody dropped it.

I've been meaning to...

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