Adam & Paul Page #4

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Could I have a pot of tea, please?

A single pot?

- Sorry? - A single pot? A pot for one?

Or do you want a large pot?

Eh... Will you hold on a minute,

please?

Do you want tea as well?

Will I get a large pot?

Will you just get up there

and keep her f***in' busy?

Could I have two small pots,

please?

You'd be as well off

with the large pot so.

Well, whatever you think yourself.

It's up to you, love.

All right, I'll have the big pot

and a round of toast, please.

One round of toast?

I think so, yeah.

- We're havin' loads of weather

at the moment, aren't we? - What?

That'll be 2.90, please.

What?

Two euros ninety for the pot of tea

and the round of toast.

Eh...

Hey! What do you

think you're doing?

Leave that bag down!

Hey, missus, is that your bag?

I just found the bag there.

I wasn't doin' anythin'.

Leave the bag down or

I'm callin' the guards!

- I wasn't f***in' doin' nothin'!

- Someone call the guards now!

Go on, get out!

- Just get out!

- Sorry.

Adam...

Just go in and get somethin'.

Stick it in your jacket.

I'll wait for you

down by the river.

- All right, Adam and Paul?

Still lookin' for Clank? - What?

- I heard youse were lookin' for Clank.

- Who told you that?

I don't know. The word's out.

- Owes you money, apparently. - I told you

not to open your f***in' mouth. - Sorry.

- He's not in England.

- Like I give a f***!

Fine.

He's inside, I'd say.

Or just out maybe.

- What'll I get? - I don't know.

A choc ice or somethin'!

- A Yahoo maybe as well?

- Yeah.

- What flavour will I get?

- I don't know. Don't be f***in' askin' me!

- I'll try for chocolate.

- And some bars. Chomps maybe.

- Curly Wurlys are nice.

- F*** off, you! Chomps. Or Moros?

Will you just go in there and get somethin'?

I'll wait for you down by the river!

All right.

Are you all right there?

Yeah, just lookin'.

Anything in particular?

What?

Are you looking for anything

in particular?

Eh... bread.

Bread?

- Yeah. - Well, you're hardly going

to find it staring into the fridge.

I was just decidin'.

Right, well, decide fast

and f*** off!

Yeah.

Em...

Bread over here...

Are you going to buy that?

Probably not.

Take your hands off it.

People have to eat them!

- I was just seein' was it fresh, is

all. - Of course, it's f***in' fresh!

If you're not going to buy it,

what difference does it make to you?

- I was just seein'. - Take your hands off

the bread. They're filthy! - F*** off!

That's it. Come on,

you're f***in' barred.

- You can't bar me for feelin' bread.

- Watch me.

Will you get off me, will ye?

You can't throw him out.

He wasn't doin' anythin'.

Karl, f*** off, you're barred as

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