'WE DRANK LONG INTO THE NIGHT,
ME PAYIN', OF COURSE.
"IN THE EVENT OF HIS DEATH."
- 'EXCUSE ME!'
- YES?
ARSE! FECK! ARSE!
FILM.
YES, EOIN, THIS IS PATSY.
DOUGAL, TAKE A PHOTOGRAPH.
- NO. NO, LEAVE IT. LEAVE IT.
- IT'S NICE ENOUGH, ISN'T IT?
THEY WERE SIMPLY PAWNS.
'OH, SORRY.'
(TED) AH, SHUT UP. WAIT! DOUGAL...
- WHO WAS THAT YOUNG PRIEST, FATHER?
- OH, I DON'T KNOW.
(RADIO) 'THIS IS LASZLO ST PIERRE
ON THE NIGHT SHIFT,
IT'S SUBTITLED.
HAVE YOU DONE ANYTHING BAD RECENTLY?
ANYTHING WRONG?
DOUGAL! THE MAN HAS JUST...
THAT'S JUST US WINNING. A MILLION
POINTS IS A BIT OF AN EXAGGERATION.
WHAT IS THIS CONFUSION
YOU HAVE ABOUT BISHOPS?
"BE YOURSELF." RIGHT.
- "THAT..."
- TH-TH-TH-TH...
NO, I'M FINE.
(TED, QUIETLY) I CAN HEAR YOU
A BIT BETTER NOW, SHH, YEAH.
OH, RIGHT. THAT'D BE TED.
WHAT ARE YE ON ABOUT, YOU BIG EEJIT?