00:00All right, Paul, tell the league, girls,
00:30I've counted all the paintings.
00:31Oh, Paul, some people here are not on the list.
00:36Curly, Charlie, kitchen, time, five minutes.
00:40Actually, we were told on the train there'd be cocaine.
00:44Jeremiah, John boy, kitchen, this guy.
00:47I swear to God, them fucking cavalry boys are asking for it.
00:50Oh, I was told to ask someone young.
00:52Will there be cocaine?
00:53Sweetheart, I am young, informed, and very well-equipped.
00:57He shows you man wisely.
00:58Come on, kitchen now.
01:01Arthur, this lady wants to play in the snow.
01:03No, no snow today.
01:04No snow today.
01:08Kitchen, come on.
01:16I just wish Tommy was here.
01:19What are they?
01:37I don't know what's going on.
01:38Arthur, John, what are they?
01:39I don't know.
01:39I'm telling you now, we got lost.
01:42Come on.
01:42I really need to do them.
01:45Homies.
01:53All right, boys, you're all here.
01:58Today, this is my fucking wedding day.
02:01Yeah, and you said there'd be no bloody unipause.
02:04Nevertheless, nevertheless, John, despite the bad blood, I'll have none of it on my carpet.
02:11Now, for Grace's sake, nothing will go wrong.
02:14Those bastards out there and her family, and if you fuckers do anything to embarrass her,
02:22your kin, your cousins, your horses, your fucking kids, you do anything, Tom, to what?
02:29What about snow?
02:31Yeah, they're women of sports, I'll say that.
02:33No.
02:34No.
02:35No.
02:36No cocaine.
02:39No cocaine.
02:40No sports.
02:41No selling fortunes.
02:42No racing.
02:43No fucking sucking petrol out of their fucking cars.
02:47And you, Charlie, stop spinning your hands about me, eh?
02:52Oh, I'm just trying to sell you to them, Tom.
02:56But the main thing is, you bunch of fuckers, despite the provocation from the cavalry, no fighting.
03:06Oi!
03:08No fighting.
03:10No fucking fighting.
03:11No fighting.
03:14No fucking fighting!
03:18Good.
03:20Get the fucking...
