Love Punch Page #6
- Have some more wine.
- Just have a bit more wine.
Let's at least see it, then.
- Yeah, let's have a look.
- See what?
- The gun, Jerry.
- What? You want to see it?
- I do, actually.
- Let's have a look. Come on.
- Come on, then.
- All right.
- All right.
- Nobody's watching.
Hey-hey! Have a look at that.
All right, all right. One at a time!
Whoops, sorry.
Oh!
Freeze, you melon farmers.
- Steady, Pen.
- Oh, sorry.
Put it down.
Jesus Christ!
All right, er...
- Out the door. Shall we?
- Yeah. Drink up.
The bill, please.
Well, that was
something, wasn't it?
- Do you'll think we'll get arrested?
- No.
Oi, chaps, chaps. Good news.
I've just been talking to the owner.
Turns out we were in the Legion together.
He says if we, er... pay for
the wine, everything's OK.
- Fantastic.
- Oh, fabulous.
- I feel a bit giddy, Jerry.
- Oh, I say! You all right there, Pen?
- Bedtime for us all.
- Right-o.
- Good night, then.
- Good night.
- What are you doing?
- Well... they seem so happy.
You know, with the idea of us.
I don't want to spoil it
for them, that's all.
Just... oh... just...
Just...
Oh... Oh!
Oh, that feels good.
Do you think we're
doing the right thing?
You know, diamond
stealing and kidnapping.
Without a shadow of a doubt.
Sit down for a minute.
I said sit.
Lying down is fine too.
Pen and I had a gin, doubles.
I just can't take it. I can't take my
booze anymore. That's the thing.
Well... it just whips my arse.
You're much more likeable
these days, you know?
That's nice. Thanks.
So are you.
We were much too young when we met.
We should have met now instead.
I don't think it works like that.
Why not?
Why did the latest one leave you?
She didn't, actually.
I left her.
Hmm.
- How's your back?
- Terrible.
How's your bunions?
Oh, excruciating.
Sweet dreams.
Night-night.
Oh.
- Oh, God! We didn't, did we?
- No.
Oh! Thank God.
You don't have to sound
Oh.
I haven't had sex for two years.
I'd like to have remembered it.
Jerry, try this. Please,
cos it's so juicy. Go on.
See what I mean? Gorgeous.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Here he is.
- Hello.
- The stallion.
Didn't get much sleep last
night, old son, did you?
- Oh, Jerry.
- Oh, the old bed did shake, eh?
- Only my snoring, Jerry. That's all it was.
- Right you are.
Looks like we've got a bit of a problem.
Matt did some digging around last night.
Apparently there are going
to be fingerprint sensors
at the entrance to the party.
Everyone's going to be scanned
before they're allowed in.
- It's worse than Fort Knox.
- Mm-hmm.
We could shave off their fingertips
and stick them onto ours.
The Texans, I mean.
I saw it in a film once.
- Pen...
- Oh, sorry.
- I do get carried away.
- Good to think outside the box.
bit more mainstream, though.
- Can everyone swim?
- Yes.
- How about climbing?
- Have you ever climbed, Jerry?
- He has not.
- Yeah, I have.
- I have.
- Jerry! When?
- When?
- I was in the Australian Parachute Regiment.
7:
28.- 7:
32.- 7:
32.6:
30.- Jerry, you're still on English time.
- Oh, yeah, of course.
OK, let's do this.
your alarm clock's warning
Take the 8:
15 into the cityThere's a whistle up above,
people pushin', people shovin'
And the girls who
try to look pretty
And if your train's on time
you can get to work by nine
And start your slaving
job to get your pay
If you ever get annoyed
look at me, I'm self-employed
I love to work at nothin' all day
And I'll be taking care
Taking care of business every way
I'll be taking care of
business, it's all mine
Taking care of business
and working overtime
Work out
If it were easy as fishing
you could be a musician
If you could make
sounds loud or mellow
Get a second-hand guitar,
chances are you'll go far
If you get in with the
right bunch of fellows...
Jerry! Jerry!
Right you are.
It's the work that we avoid
and we're all self-employed
We love to work at
nothing all day
- Pen!
- Jerry!
- Ow!
- Ow!
What on earth are you doing?
- Jerry!
- It's OK.
- All right?
- Yeah.
Oh... Oh, Jesus.
You're scared of heights. How
could I forget? Are you all right?
I'm fine, thank you.
- Pen, you're squashing my head!
- Ssh, ssh!
I'm sorry, darling.
- Ssh, ssh, ssh!
- I've got you. I'm here.
Well done, Jerry.
Right.
- Have you got the gun?
- No, sorry, Richard.
I put my foot down. I just
decided it was too dangerous.
- Quite right.
- I simply don't trust myself around it.
But I made sandwiches, egg mayo.
Anyone hungry?
- Oh, great, I'm starving.
- Pen, I think we should get on.
Yeah, come on, this way.
Stay close to me, Jerry.
You look fine in that hat.
Mr and Mrs Chambord, from Qatar.
- Bonsoir.
- Bonsoir.
Mr Chabert, from Bordeaux.
Mr and Mrs Ossman, from Hanoi.
- Congratulations.
- Merci.
Thanks for coming.
Mr and Mrs Hicks and Mr and Mrs
Baxter from Houston, Texas.
- Ah, that's us!
- Hey! Bonsoir.
- So glad you made it. Long way to come.
- Howdy partner!
- Real great to be here.
- We'll find time to talk later. Welcome.
Of course, this is not
really a wedding.
- It's a chance to do some business.
- Sweetheart.
Well, you're not to bore us with all that
oil talk. I'm here to have some fun.
Oh, we like fun, don't we?
Come along, missy.
Thank you. It's a
mighty fine chteau.
Mr and Mrs Beltrami, from Rome.
- I think that went quite well.
- For now.
Let's blend in.
Darling, I need to powder my nose. Would
you be so kind as to accompany me?
- It would be my pleasure.
- Thank you.
- Ey-up.
- Jerry!
Merci. Well, Kate said
to blend in, didn't she?
- Here's to us.
- Yeah.
- Which floor?
- Second floor.
Right.
Right.
Back in a tick.
That's it, that's her room.
OK, Jerry. 30 seconds.
Howdy, partner! How ya doin' there?
- Come on.
- I'm looking for the old John Wayne.
The, er... pissoir, the,
er... bog crapper? Any idea?
Sorry, sir, downstairs.
This floor is private.
Her window's open and there's
A ledge? Ledge?
More like a balcony. Hold those.
- Slow, slow, slow.
- I am going slow.
- Don't look down.
- I'm not bloody looking down.
Oh... Oh!
Turn around, turn around.
See? Turn around. There you go.
That's it. You're all right now.
This is good. I got it.
Well done. Well done.
You're being very brave.
You're being very, very brave.
- Oh!
- Oh!
Oh, f***!
Wait, wait, wait.
I've got you. I've got you.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Cats.
- And flowers.
The 19th century.
I'm gonna get changed.
Excusez-moi.
Go with her.
Ssh...
I'm coming.
Come in! Entrez!
What?
- You want to watch me get dressed now?
- Eh?
Get out! Get out!
She just... OK.
Ssh!
Oh, sorry. You're probably
wondering what I am doing.
- It's not...
- I'm so glad you're here.
Oh, there, there.
Now, just sit down and tell Auntie...
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