00:13Oh, here I am, sat in my arse, on the ground, like a fucking tunnel, with my old comrade
00:27Arthur. I remember the January, Arthur, on a family boat, an old family living on something
00:42this size of ten of these fucking barrels. I remember that night, a tiled cross, 16 of
00:53us sleeping on the boat. The coppers come. We all spend like rats, except for Arthur. Arthur
01:02holds them off with a boat hook, all on his own. And I remember, I climbed back up on the
01:12lock and I looked back, and I saw you waving that fucking boat hook in the coppers' faces,
01:19on your own. That's when I realised, when I had you on the ground, all them years ago,
01:30just because you let me win. You wanted me to win. You've wanted me to win ever since. What
01:46chance do I have if you, you start doing that again, mate? They'll stop. They'll stop,
01:57because the family needs you to. It's like that long tunnel on the Dudley stretch. Remember
02:05Dudley Canal, line number one, 3,172 yards of fucking pitch blackness and rats swimming. Yeah. And
02:12then we'd come round the corner, and there'd be a shaft of light. And then we'd know. Yeah. And
02:19then you and me about now was nearly done. That's where we are now, Arthur. Just a few more
02:30yards to go. And you will change your ways. And I'll change the fucking world.
02:52like a slumber in the moss. I could display in the dark. I have loved you, too.
03:09from the start.
03:12he got tired from the storm.
03:15do you love through?
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