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and an old Moorish

has on a poster...

"Magic shoes. 10 pounds

the pair. Improve your sex life. "

So the woman says

"Buy a couple"...

Liverpool and says "Give me

a couple, you sure they work? "

"Efendi, Master of Thousand Camels

purchase these shoes...

and you'll see how it works

the device... "

So you put them, grab the Moor,

check it on the counter...

and starts to beat you there dale.

And the old man yells...

"Effendi, Effendi

standing is wrong! "

- Jo, hey...

- Give me a sandwich of these, Mo.

They say that yours are

living in huts, no?

Yes, look, my father's

has two floors, with carpet...

- And I study law, if you like.

- No, I'm serious...

I'm thinking about going back.

- What I am saying.

- Now he wants to go to Africa...

- But if you've never been.

- So what? You either.

- There has been no in Liverpool.

- I do.

You go every fortnight

to sign the arrest.

- I mean in West Africa.

- Come on. Really?

Lagos, Luanda...

Kabinda Matardi, Kalabar...

Worldwide,

with the Merchant Navy.

- It is not true, Larry.

- Four years on the Mayflower.

I've seen these cities in the atlas.

What are they?

Matardi is a paradise, man.

- Matardi is f***ing bullshit.

- If you only have stayed in Nigeria...

- Come on, shut up...

- No, man, I've been Matardi.

And speaking of sh*t, this volume

yes that is f***ing bullshit.

Notice that there is no security,

no protection...

- No nothing.

- It's true.

We live here. We must talk with

office and require security.

- What?

- That's what unions, right?

- Why, Larry?

- Without them, we would have nothing.

- Yes

- What we have now?

- We still have nothing.

- Hold on, let's see...

If tomorrow he falls from scaffolding

and loses an eye, do not give anything.

If you fall and kill yourself, do not pay the

Funeral to take you to Liverpool.

At least if you are a union

cobras when you're low.

We must make a common front.

If not, no security measures.

I agree

with the union...

but you do what instructed

the Conservatives. A search of work.

Man, what remedy?

He's from Glasgow. We,

Liverpool. He, of Bristol.

We come from all over the UK.

And we fought for four jobs...

and above

have no problem...

while we may fight

and leave them alone.

We get to come

the Union of Construction.

And of Metallurgy. Should

UCAT call and get organized.

And then there's not a damn

safety equipment at work.

Half of the machines lack

safety devices...

and know that you hit a scare in

the scaffold, nearly broke his back.

Missing half of the boards

and the railing on the top floor...

and when the concrete drill

jump scattered everywhere...

and can give someone in the eye.

Give glasses, even plastic.

We are studying...

But is that every time we use

hammer, gives us a download...

cables are not covered,

enough a bit of duct tape.

If it starts to rain.

All this will blow up.

Everything will be resolved on Thursday.

Yes, because if the inspector comes

close them all this.

Do not worry, Thursday

will be all fixed, right?

- Well...

- Well, I can not do more, right?

- No, it's true.

- On Thursday, I promise.

- Okay, thanks, bye.

- Thanks for coming.

- Bye.

- Come on.

Larry Reilly.

- What does this mean, boy?

- Exactly what it says.

"As of today no longer

employee of this company. "

What is written

is what it means.

- What street?

- Right out.

Another of Liverpool in the street

not change anything.

Of course I can always

back there...

and warm the seat

in the unemployment queue.

Come, take care, bye. And you

do not miss it, and try putting it on.

Are you OK, Larry?

- Larry, man, you okay?

- I'll see you, son.

Hey, Larry...

Are you okay?

- Yes

- Larry, what happened?

Who helped me, uncle,

I have taken.

- Why?

- By opening the mouth. It never fails.

But that's not fair...

- Hey, trunk...

- Do you pee yourself in the stairs?

We never happened before.

We tried that this is clean...

- Furthermore, the worst is your landing.

- Hey, when are you going to move?

This is beginning to stink.

Susan.

Happy birthday, Stevie.

My God.

Excuse me, did not want to upset you.

- What?

- I never had congratulated well.

Sit.

- Are not you going to blow out the candles?

- Yes

Think of a wish.

This is for you.

Read it, go.

- And this, too.

- A gift?

Yes

Do you like?

What time is it?

Hello?

Sadie, I'm Patrick.

I heard on the radio.

What?

Yes, and now again.

Susan...

- It's the funeral of my mother.

- I know.

I have to go.

Already, all say that again

and not see more.

Can not you come back tomorrow?

Can not you come back tomorrow

with the train?

Can not you come back tomorrow?

Stevie, do not go, please.

Do not go, please.

Stevie, please do not go.

Do not go.

Please.

Come, do not go, please.

Sometimes, you should have

more faith in people.

I KNEW:

A Billy Connolly

You want the ashes?

He believed that Ellen wanted.

She thought you wanted them.

Perhaps like Robbie.

I think not.

That is the snorts.

If you want,

have to buy an urn.

- What do you think?

- I do not know.

It is an added cost.

4 pounds of plastic for one thing

that is conserved throughout life.

- What, plastic?

- The urn for the ashes.

Similarly,

I do not fit in the bag.

We are not wrong. Robbie and I have

completed as of methadone...

- That's good.

- We will go to service orientation...

Yes, we'll manage

to leave Canada.

- To Canada?

- In Canada.

To start a new life.

Right, honey?

Yes, he can find a job

security agent.

- There are very sought after.

- Yes?

- Yes

- And I caught a home and a job...

- Yes, a house and garden.

- With a garden and everything?

- Not bad, huh?

- Superb.

It is very peaceful, this. In fact,

is one of my favorite sports.

- Here?

- Yes

Sitense here, please.

Let's spread the ashes.

- Do we put a pebble or something?

- We will put your name in a book.

Well, if you lie about me,

scatter the ashes.

I would rather do

us, thanks.

If you like this...

But beware.

- You want to do you?

- How?

Looks like a crop duster.

How do I do?

Squeeze the lever gently

and spread.

Did you move it?

- Squeeze the lever...

- I can not, do it yourself.

It would be better

I do so.

- No, no.

- What?

It would be better than I did.

You have to pull the lever.

- Squeeze it, Jake.

- Ya. I have heard.

Then do...

I'm a welder,

this is work of plumbers.

Dame.

- The man says he...

- Take it and lower the lever...

- I do.

- He's trying.

Quiet. Calm.

- I can, not down.

- It will be better than I do.

- Leave it.

- Stop, uncle, I do.

Leave it.

- But if there is no way.

- Move...

- Shut up, already do.

- You're covering your mother!

Do not shake so much,

the wind carries it.

Apart that.

- De puta madre. Thank you very much.

- Holy Virgin!

- Shut up.

- Think of where they are...

- Be so kind as to go out.

- Great, now we check the colleague.

- Will that have spread throughout?

- What about that?

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