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in a couple of months.

No, no, no.

I really am interested.

Don't get me wrong.

I think that's good.

There's another group coming in,

and I've got to set up.

We might want eight.

Right. Um...

Look. OK. Here's the thing.

This next company,

if this works out...

they're gonna want

this month's entire delivery.

Twelve. We want twelve. Now.

They're gonna hate me for this.

OK, here's the deal.

If you can give me

a 10% deposit now...

I think I can hold them for you.

Skippings, the checkbook.

It's a pleasure doing

business with you, Mr. Wolford.

We did it!

Ooh!

Bastard!

Jez! What is this?

- You are really--

- You!

A genius!

Whoo!

Fantastic finger work,

um...

Georgie.

Thanks. I can't tell you

what that means to me.

You can take five.

This is going so well.

Listen, before we carry on,

can I ask you something?

You are sure this is all

aboveboard, aren't you?

There's nothing for you

to worry about.

This is all completely

as it looks.

Or did I not explain this

properly to you before?

No, you didn't, actually.

Oh, well, my mistake.

Um... OK.

Uh... what we're doing is...

I gotta go.

I will talk to you

later, I promise.

Dylan, sixth generation

computer, not seventh.

Right.

Georgie, Georgie, Georgie.

We are good guys, I promise.

You have to trust me, OK?

OK.

- OK?

- OK.

OK.

No, never trust a man

with woman's hips.

Jesus, I'm freakin'.

I've had such a weekend.

I think I must be

turnin' to God...

You... know why we're here.

You're here to buy a seventh--

sixth--heh heh--

generation computer.

You're here to witness

the birth of the sixth...

This computer stinks.

And it sucks.

I hate this computer.

Come on over here.

Can I introduce you

to my Johnson--

Uh, to Johnson?

- Nice tie.

- Thanks.

That's just a joke.

It can't really see.

Do you know how many words

this understands?

Take a guess.

Just take a guess.

Eighty-thousand

and forty-eight words.

Good grief.

And the infinity sign.

Can you do the nursery rhyme

"I'm A Little Teapot?"

No, I can't.

- Is that a real beard?

- Yeah, it is.

- It is?

- Yeah.

Here's my handle,

and here's my spout.

That's my handle here.

This is my spout.

All right.

When you lift me up,

you pour me out.

I'm leaving. I want my money.

What?

Look, I'm sorry.

But your advert.

"No job is too big,

too small, too difficult."

Give me that card a second.

Nope. Can't find

"No job too dodgy."

Hello.

Please, I'm begging you!

I don't mean to be rude,

but you're con men, aren't you?

Can I come in?

- In many ways--

- What?

- No!

- Pardon?

- No.

- What are you, then?

We're Nineties Robin Hoods.

It's just I was expecting to--

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