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I'm turning into a dirty old woman, left in after every fella I've seen.

I love you, Mark. Oh, God. I do, man.

Is Luke not here?

What do you think?

If you report me, I'll report you.

Who to?

Environmental health. It's like living next door to a bloody refugee camp.

Well, quite a lot, actually.

In fact, it's going to be ridiculous, like every man I look at. Is that Stella

Morris?

What? No.

Maybe Ponsbury isn't such a shit hole after all.

Pipes are down for two days.

From your house, right round up to number 46.

Sequential engineering.

Brilliant. You're not right, Stella.

What's that?

Water's off.

No, not in my house, it isn't.

Oh, God, did I say house?

Refugee camp, I meant.

For God's sake.

Don't bother me, Mike.

I didn't wash for two months and now two days won't even scratch the surface.

Great.

I'll do still.

What print you here?

Looking to trade up?

Oh, you're joking, aren't you?

No, what it is... Looking to trade down there. Now you're doing an urchin, is

it? No. I got just the thing.

Edna Meredith's mini.

No, what it... Vintage, virtually.

She's lingering on, but her son said he'll text me the moment she goes.

Every inch spells excitement.

The car, that is, not Mrs. Meredith. No, it's about Luke, it is.

You know he never got a driving job last week?

Yeah, as I say, I'm sorry about that.

How sorry?

Eh?

Sorry enough to find him from the now.

You've got a lot of cars to sell you, have I, David?

Maybe my look could help you out.

Interesting. Tell him to pop and see me. I'll have a little think.

Oh, you are a star.

Can't stop.

Oh, darling.

Aunty Brenda, have you got him in?

Now, you won't believe it to look at him, but apparently... I sent Lena, Dee

Bevan to do a lot with the Petunia Trust.

For the special needs, Kitty.

Did she?

Yeah, I know.

But she's just been on to me now about providing transport for their trip to

Castle Cork on Saturday.

She's been let down by Sid Lloyd.

She won't be the first. He's gone to pot since he split up with Lena.

Yeah. Anyway, I said yes.

Did you?

Well, as a partner in a business, I would have said a definite no.

You what?

Them buses are like new, Auntie Brenda, and kids is messy. And furthermore, I've

penciled in the Ponteberry pensioners. They're on hold for a trip to the retail

outlet on the A470.

Well, I'm sorry, but I think we should take a leaf out of the Houston book, God

rest her tortured, bloated, drug -addled soul.

It's the children of the watercolour, and anyway, all this is by the bike, as

Nadine have paid up front, so... 120 over 80.

Perfect. Anyone like a go?

All yours, Stella Morris.

It's a very firm pump you've got there.

You like it hard from here.

Oh, I love it.

Ah! Enough of the pumping already.

She's a patient, not a push -bite.

Sorry.

I'll tell you what, these pills are moving my head in. Hey, nice rest

mind.

Are you press?

Did you get my message about IDF?

Yeah, that was brilliant.

What is it, a car salesman?

Is that a personal call, Stella Morris?

On the ward?

Ma 'am?

No.

Yellow card, yellow card, yellow card.

Late night?

No, actually.

My water. Look, buddy, breakups are hard, yeah?

Different people react in different ways. Jan's blooming and you've taken a

but you can't let yourself go like this, yeah?

Be strong.

Look, my water's been cut off.

That's why I look and smell like this.

Well, and it wasn't to notice you.

Well, if the smug git had let me get a word in edgeway, then... Sorry.

I'm sorry.

Look, can I please just use our, I mean, your shower tonight, please?

No! I've got my book group coming over.

What was I thinking?

Tomorrow, then? Please?

Look, I'm meeting the Wilkins close to dinner. I can't go like this.

I want you out of there by seven.

Fine.

I just never thought of you as having the gift of the gab, that's all. Ah,

it's not just about the chops, then.

It's about the mind games.

Shut up.

You've got to look at your potential buyer and find their weak spot.

Flatter them, tell them what they want of you, big them up, but do it subtle,

right? And bam, you've got them in the palm of your hand. I get it.

That's why you got me into bed, was it?

Exactly.

Right, wish me luck.

Good luck.

I love you.

But still, a beaut of a vehicle, mind.

How many horse power?

Now you're asking.

Let me find out.

Luke, I've been expecting you. All right, Di?

Ma 'am told me you might have a job going.

Yeah, there is as it goes.

Great.

So, uh, when do I start?

Well, now's good. Though you might be a bit overdressed.

Really?

Thought you had to look smart to sell cars, like... Well, no, I wasn't looking

for someone to sell cars, son.

I was looking for someone to, uh... To wash them.

That car should carry a public health warning.

Oh, mine. Don't forget to lock it, will you?

Do you know what I thought I liked round here? Someone might steal it.

Well, my day couldn't really get much worse, so here.

Feel free.

I don't bloody want it.

An even bigger scrap even mine.

Sorry. It was really childish of me.

Oh, forget it.

No. I'm stressed, I am.

Because I've got to stand on a weighing scale in a minute and have my ex

-husband's beautiful skinny girlfriend tell me how fat I am. What?

Don't matter.

And look, I'm sorry about last week calling you an English bastard.

Well, I am English.

And about Ben breaking in and all that.

Anyway, you've been grounded now to at least 45.

It's fine. I overreacted. I was quite inventive of him, really.

Truth then, Mr Jackson?

Truth then, Mrs Morris.

You, in, now.

Her a bread of a man, that's tell.

What? Why would, if I were three years younger?

I reckon you've done yourself a favour making friends with him.

Hang on.

I didn't say we were friends, per se. It's just, you know, on friendly terms.

Anyway, I thought you didn't like him.

Yeah. But I'm not the one that has to live next door to him, am I?

I mean, the last thing you want to be is in a permanent who -are with a bloke

next door.

Happened to a cousin of mine. Oh, terrible trouble with a woman over the

Neighbour from elsewhere.

In a documentary and everything.

What about neighbours from here? No, no.

Diabetes or something.

Let's go and wet some liver.

Where you've been going wrong is you've been saying yes to any old Tom, Dick and

Larry instead of being selective.

Have you got to talk to the clerk here, Barney? You're suggesting we turn work

down? Hear me out.

If we go for the classiest gifts, I'm talking doctors, dentists, solicitors,

celebs. then we can charge their families three times as much as an Aldi

assistant from Aptly Way.

Making more money for less work.

I say, Gabey, number one, we didn't figure more in him. Exactly. So how do

attract this new clientele, play tell?

By making a little promotional video.

back here next week with an active hobby.

Okay? See you in seven days.

Made it this weekend?

On time?

Who are you? The speaking clock?

No, I just meant it's nice to see you. I know what you meant.

It does bug her.

See you next week.

She's an odd fish.

Yeah.

Hey, Auntie Brenda.

Before we go.

Thanks ever so much for making me the lead bus driver on the castle courtship.

It means a lot.

Who said you was lead bus driver?

Di Davis.

Oh, did he now? Excuse me?

Who died and made you guard of the buses, I want to know?

Sorry? Aye, you want to be telling Alan Williams he's the driver on the watch

call without consulting me?

Sorry, I didn't mean to start the thing. He hasn't, sir.

It's his business.

What's going on?

I don't see why there's a problem.

You never bothered consulting me before you took on them kids. You just booked

it with Nadine.

That's because it's my business, buddy boy.

It's called Brenda's Bosses.

And I'm Brenda.

Yeah, I think we all know that, Auntie Brenda. It's a calm down, is it? Leave

yourself. There's a lot of low blood sugar in this room tonight. The tempers

rife. Sometimes the fight's the only answer.

Yeah? Yeah.

Yeah?

Yeah? Yeah.

Ben, I swear to God, don't make me come up there. All right, come in. Two more.

Oh, you look so nice in your suit and all.

I thought you preferred a bit of rough.

There's nothing rough about you, Liv Morgan.

Well, sometimes there is.

You're going to your mum's again today, are you?

What if they glaive over a load of soapy cars?

Yeah.

You're all right about that, aren't you?

Of course I am.

Give me that ball.

If you're not careful, good boy, I am sending you on a one -way flight to Abu

Dhabi and you can go and live with your bloody father.

What am I supposed to do? You've grounded me.

I've got to have some entertainment.

It's like being a prisoner. Yeah, Ben, it's exactly like being a prisoner.

Get to school!

That ain't going to fill a cell of your size.

It won't even touch your side.

Tell me about it.

There is always surgery, Alan.

My Auntie Yasha had five stone of body fat removed from her abdomen and thighs.

Really? How's she now?

Dead. Dead?

We did all warn her not to go to Estonia to get it done.

But she was a stubborn old witch.

Parvati, please.

She wasn't that old.

Don't tell me you're advertising all your old dresses now the witch's

off, you like.

No. I reached my target weight two years ago, actually.

Sorry, I didn't mean anything.

I'm only going to blubber buster so I can maintain my weight.

I don't need to lose any more.

No, no, I wasn't saying. Just, you know, to... Did you used to be, you know...

Fat? Yeah.

16 stone at one point. Good God, I can't imagine that.

I had a big double chin a lot.

Sleep apnea, borderline diabetic.

And I couldn't cross my legs.

Piano for sale, eh?

Yeah, my son's.

Got bored with it, did he?

Something like that.

Yeah, kids, eh?

Sorry, none of my business.

You know, funny thing is, I've been thinking about getting a piano.

Really?

Can anyone tell me what this is?

A glove.

Wrong. A hand?

Uh -uh.

This is a serious, oh, my God, her face has sworn up like a balloon and her

tongue's going blue and she's a fixated life -and -death situation, hasn't it?

Cos Mrs Wong by you is allergic to latex.

One tickle from me wearing this and she's as dead as your Aunt Fanny

Always check for allergies.

Aspirin, penicillin. Stella, allergies.

I don't look like my nan's little shriveled. She's had me washing hair all

hasn't she?

Yeah, well, you shouldn't have got your tits out at the awards then, should you?

I tried to snog her husband.

Well, what does she care? She wasn't even there.

We all know why.

No, we don't.

I heard they had a big row just before they left the house. She refused to go.

She dug her heels in, had a massive strap.

I told you that.

My cousin, the babysitter's boyfriend, heard everything.

Apparently, Colette can be a right princess, Marcus, just as everything she

tells him.

You idiot.

You should leave her and run away with me.

Problem, Amy?

No, I was just telling her... Let's not forget you're still on a warning. The

only reason you still have your job is because Marcus fought your corner.

And he's going to be teaching you tonight on his own. Try to keep your

him. Because one false move and you're out.

Right.

So this training night is 100 % non -gratis?

Look out, crazy's about. For real? No hidden cop?

Not at all.

The whole point is the clients don't pay because the junior staff are training.

And I'll definitely get my actual hair washed, will I?

Yeah. You're a lifesaver, Marco.

Water's still off on hours, you see.

Oh, right.

Oh, don't get me wrong.

I'm fine with a bit of body odor.

But I spent two hours on a hookah pipe in Aberbeeg last night.

And it clings to your mane like a Lebanese hadoon monkey.

Lovely photo, that.

You look like a young Patsy Kensett.

Erm, off the piano?

Oh, yes, of course, right.

Well, let's see.

Keys, lid, foot pump.

Very, er, very well equipped.

I can't see the lightness myself.

Are you kidding?

Straight out of Absolute Beginners, that is.

All you need is David Bowie by you and you'd be sorted, eh?

Thanks. No, thank you.

That's, uh, that's the lad, too.

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

Eddie Goggles wouldn't lend you, Sirac.

But George the Butcher'd give me a few of his meat oaks.

You think they'll keep the piano secure, like?

Shall we do it with Jack, Lenny, Max, then?

It's okay if we search the baby.

Oh, yes, of course.

Actually, I've changed my mind.

Oh, well, be really careful, though. No, it's not that. I just... I don't want

to see him. Tell him I don't want to see him.

Tell him it's better this way.

I would definitely use Simpsons

if I was wanting to book myself a funeral. You can't go wrong with them.

got flair, dignity and what you call top class.

Right, I've got to go. I've got customers waiting.

Daddy Simpson is a fantastic funeral director.

He could direct a piss -up in a brewery.

Without him, this whole town would be dead.

We are, of course, impartial at all times, but we'd just like to say that

Simpson and his team give us far better send -off than Thomas Evans and Thomas

Evans any day of the week or day.

Is that it?

What? Can you take your name off it, Dad? It's not even on

there yet.

You should have come to me. You should have asked for my help.

Why?

Because I'm going to tell you exactly who we need to help us put Simpsons on

map. Our happiest customer to date and Simpsons' most glitziest funeral to

Tie -dye.

Do tie -dye know about glitzy?

Well, everything.

He was married to Su Su Chong for a thad off, upon the very first karaoke bar

owner.

Yeah, they met out in Bangkok when he was cage -fighting.

Now, I'm not saying he bought her, but he definitely remortgaged a semi when he

came home.

Yeah,

they were very, very happy till she died in a Subaru.

Oh, is that like a tsunami?

No, it's a car you'd ask not.

But if Phil Norell was to die for him, if we can get him to recommend us on

tape, we'd be so happy.

Well, let's get this show on the road.

Chris. Hi.

Pleasure doing business with you.

I'm not surprised.

Stay like Robbie, that, for £100.

I don't know what he wants a chunky old thing like that in the house for anyway,

Mrs B.

Can't swing a rat in his place, I'm telling you.

I need it, man.

We've all got to get an active hobby this week, haven't we, Celia?

Yeah, and... Well, you get a lot of finger exercise playing the piano.

And low arm movement.

Don't you?

Of course you do.

Thanks a lot. See you.

I used to call her my Asian Zeta Jones, I did.

Because of the age difference?

Because she had a glorious voice.

Well, I meant... And if you could face the camera, that'd be great.

I don't see what the problem is. You agreed.

It's a ten -minute shower in my own house. My house. And the problem is that

Andy's now coming over, so I can hardly have my idiot of an ex -husband

showering upstairs, can I? If I had any bloody money, I'd book into a hotel.

Jan, you definitely had a heart once. See if you can find it again, yeah?

She can't stay here. I don't have any bloody water.

She's a child.

They go weeks without washing.

Oh, my me.

So, leaving?

I was lucky.

When me and Carl split up, he was too guilty to be mean.

And I was too tired.

Yeah, I'm sorry I had to see that.

I'm a little bit agitated, shall we say.

It's what smelling like a bin does to you, I suppose.

Look, why don't you shower at mine?

If you're desperate, like.

Really?

Yeah. Why not?

Thank you.

You've got to be very careful with the timing of the bubble perm, Amy.

Okey -donkey.

Leave it two minutes too long and you're looking at a very tight curl. Right.

You sure about this, Vuff?

Perm reversal can be a very lengthy process.

Therefore, I've got a guff feeling about curls, Marcus.

They're intrinsic to my power animal.

My spiritual animal guide.

We've all got one. They walk with us.

Mine's a La Mancha goat.

Stood right by there.

Okay, great. Well, I'll let you get on.

Does that mean I got an animal too then, Viv?

Oh, yeah.

I said, are you seeing a parakeet on your shoulder? Or a cockatiel?

Stop encouraging her.

Hectic, right?

Shit! Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

You playing hockey too?

So are.

My cousin's doing my add -in.

She's hilarious.

She's not.

She thinks she's so well -travelled and different and spiritual.

But really, she's just a weirdo.

She's all right.

There's no way you two are from the same gene pool, though.

So you're settling in all right, then, eh?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm loving it.

Every day's different and I'm just learning so much.

I'm glad to hear it.

You're happy with what I'm doing, aren't you?

I mean, you would say, wouldn't you, if there was something I was doing wrong or

where I can improve in that. It's all good, Ernst.

It's funny that you're calling me Ernst.

It's what my family call me.

Oh, would you prefer it if I didn't?

No.

I like it.

I'm sorry the lockdown worked.

Something to do with the hinge.

Oh, and you'll have to pull the shower curtain all the way round or there'll be

women in there.

He is.

Oh, and the hot is actually the cold.

Because we had Jerry the plumber fix it on Twineberry, and he's dyslexic.

Got it.

What's that thudding noise?

Ben, seriously, you are doing my head in. You are a horrible, selfish

Oi! Oh, shit.

I'm going to bloody kill you.

He's wrecked it.

He's wrecked it.

Who are you?

Norman Bates?

I'm not even bloody insured.

Are you all right?

Do I look all right?

Excuse me.

Do you want me to finish you off? Do you want me to finish off?

Can you pass me the towel, please?

I'm really sorry.

Fine. Fine.

Castles are pouring.

Can we go to Barry Island?

Or shopping.

Shopping? Look, Castle Court where we're going, and that's that.

Now, don't stress me out, Lucy.

Why is the red bus in front now? It's completely out of my hands.

I thought I was the lead bus driver.

I promised Fiona she could be the co -pilot.

Yeah, I'm going to read a map.

She's reading the map.

Well, she still can, but she'll be following, not leading, love.

Why'd you change your mind? To put me in my place.

Actually, as managing director, I have to make an executive decision, and I

that Yant or you could do with a challenge.

A challenge? Read a map, then.

Here's a list of directions, Yant.

Guard them with your life. Any probs, I'll be on the CB radio.

I'll be fine, Gwen.

I go to my sister's dump car if all the time.

No trouble.

Yeah, on the train.

Doggy man, you've got your scooby snack.

Oh, thanks, babes.

Hey, don't she look stunning?

I know what you're thinking, Al.

Poodle in human form.

It's disgusting keeping these kiddies waiting like this.

Don't you think they've been through enough in their lives?

They've had their hearts set on this trip for weeks.

No, we want to go to Barry Island.

Right, enough!

On the bus, you lot.

Come on, kids.

Oh, hello.

Just came to give you this to say thank you for the use of the facilities.

Oh, theoretically, it was no biggie.

And I wasn't referring to, you know...

What I meant was... Well, about that, I'm sorry you had to see me in flagrante

delecto. Come again?

Un... unclothed. Oh, don't be daft. I'd like water off a duck's doodah in this

house. If it's not Luke in his birthday suit, it's Ben or Jack or Abs.

No, Tinkle Tonkle's a part of the scenery round here. Anyway, that's...

for you.

Oh.

Shouldn't have.

Lambresco Bianco.

Wow, Dad, I didn't realise it was still 1985.

Well, I didn't know you'd prefer wine because... I'm from Ponterbury.

Oi! Where do you think you're going?

It's Saturday.

So, the grounding still applies?

Just to the end of the road where you can see me, as per the bail conditions

the aforementioned grounding.

A lister in the making, by the sounds of it.

Or a convict.

Anyway, cheers for this.

Pleasure.

Right, come on. I reckon we've got 40 minutes before she notices I'm not you.

OK, now, I'm sitting down. Can you calm everybody in? Oh, I'm just hitting me in

the head.

My gentleman calms down.

10 -4, 10 -4, young judge, you read me?

Ah, I'm having a go.

What's the bloody road, you?

Sorry, dear.

Yeah. Yeah.

More than I'd like.

Now, do you know where you're going?

You aren't.

I think so.

What do you mean you think so?

Where's the directions I gave you?

Right. No, I can't get back. Right,

who keeps going up?

78 green bottles hanging on the wall.

He's going the wrong way. What do you mean he's going the wrong way? How do

know?

He's a dick. But he sells dodgy design a year. He's stolen or fake, I don't

know. But I'm going to ask him to cut us in on the action.

Action?

Hello, Jason Statham.

And why would kickers cut us in? Access to the school market, innit?

We can sell in school, but he can't. That's not just a place we could get to.

Oh, kickers.

I'm all right. You all right?

I'm all right.

Great, we've established everyone's all right.

Now, let's see what you got.

OK, starting with the watches.

I got D &G, Gucci, Tag, Disney.

I got Tops 2 and Trainers, the lot.

Do you want to go and explore the castle with the rest of your mates?

No, it's just, like, old.

It's not old.

It's historical.

Which, in fairness, is probably just another word for old.

You're it.

I'm loving that side fringe on you, Mrs. Dugan.

He's a genius, isn't he, my husband?

Yeah, yeah. What are you booting me up for now?

Me, as if.

God, she is so annoying.

Listen, I'm going to finish early again tonight.

Lisa's had a big rug with Paul. She needs a shoulder to cry on. You were out

last night.

I didn't realise there was a weekly limit.

I didn't mean anything like that. I just mean, it's Saturday, isn't it? I

thought I might do something.

Lisa needs me.

Yeah, and so do I.

Emma, you can help Marcus close up tonight.

And don't worry, I'll pay you overtime.

OK.

Yeah, we've had a fantastic time last year, Brad.

One. Two.

I know, I know. It's just a shame that you didn't follow Yanto. His kiddies had

a grand time.

What? I thought he got lost.

Five, six, seven... Yeah, he did, but he told you there's a mystery what you

called. Eleven. Yeah, well, I tell you, all eleven of my kiddies had a grand

time, too, if you're information.

Twelve. No, eleven. I just counted.

Twelve. There should be twelve of us.

More Lambrusco?

Um, not quite.

How about we share this one?

I'm partial to a bit of fizz, honey.

Master. Oh, Michael.

Master. Oh, Michael.

Nothing.

You're not going to believe it. They've turned my bloody water off again.

Oh, right. It's fine. Go and grab your towel.

No, it's only going to be off for an hour or so. I was just wondering if I

fill up my kettle.

And have you got any tea bags? I've run out of those, too.

Oh, you bloody... Yes, you are.

I mean, look, come in and I'll make you the damn thing.

Sure.

Mr Few.

Sorry, I... What, he got the world on his shoulders then?

He lost a child. What?

On a day trip. I misplaced him. I didn't lose him.

But you found him again?

Everville Market.

Though no -one knows quite how he travelled the 36 miles there.

Or how he was selling second -hand mobiles on his dog.

Dad's worried he might get sued.

By Nadine.

Nadine? From the slimming?

She couldn't sue away out of a paper bag.

And anyway, if she tries, she'll have me to deal with.

Oh. I don't want to be rude, but what are you doing here?

Oh, right, yes, sorry.

I found these tunes, if you want them.

That is, if you're actually going to use the piano.

What? Can you actually play?

It takes you back, doesn't it?

Not really.

I don't think I've ever tried it before.

Oh, you haven't lived.

Must have been a bit of a culture shock for you, mind moving you.

Yeah, I don't think I handled it very well.

Certainly didn't behave very well, did I?

You're talking about the anti -social, miserable old bugger routine?

Yeah. I think the whole divorce thing really got to me.

I guess to everyone, Prash.

Believe me, I've been there. Me and Carl, we bought the T -shirt, the mug

the novelty sun visor.

You must have married young, though, with Luke being in his 20s. Oh, no,

not Luke's dad.

That was Rob, that was. And we weren't married, we were... Anyway.

Relationships, they're a minefield, aren't they?

Yep.

You know, it's not a bad place to live, around here.

A bit mental -like.

What, like the donkey thing?

And bin -burgling is rife.

I tell you what, how do you fancy integrating yourself into the community

Sounds ominous.

Would you ever mind?

Hello,

ladies and gents, girls and boys. Firstly, I want to say a big thank you

coming.

And I conceally hope we'll be burying one or more of you in the future.

Distant future, obviously.

And lastly,

a special shout -out to Nadine Bevan for the delicious nibbles.

I'd have called him celery snapper, I do.

He'd have burned more calories chewing them than eating them.

She don't say.

I love you, Wes. You bloody...

Now, without further to do, I give you the all -new Simpsons. Roll the tape,

buddy.

Everybody's looking for that sun.

Loved ones just die, don't know where to turn, then look no further.

Customs in the year to make the old process smooth and elegant and... Yes, I

believe. And beautiful.

to his lovely wife, Susu, in a tragic accident.

But here at Simpsons, we made sure Susu met her maker in style.

We even went that extra mile for Susu so she could be buried with her vast

collection of football trophies.

She may have become a dainty little songbird in her later years, but having

born a bloke, she was the devil of a midfielder in her teens.

When the hell did you edit that in?

Last night. I just thought it added to the bespoke enough of it. Everyone knew

he was a she -male, didn't they?

The pond's very fresh.

I've left them towels to soak.

OK. Oh, and I restocked the coffee.

We're in a bit low, to be honest.

Are you all right?

You seem a bit... I don't know... down, like.

I'm fine.

Is it Colette?

What makes you say that?

Amy said you had a big row the other night, you know, before the awards.

How did she know that?

The thing's a bit difficult between you.

Amy's job's already in the balance. She'd do well not to go gossiping about

boss like that.

I know.

And you probably think you can't trust me, but you can.

I'm not like Amy.

I've had to keep loads of secrets in the past.

I'm really good at it.

So come on, Marcus Johnson.

Tell me what's on your mind.

You really don't know what's on my mind right now, do you?

I think I've got a pretty good idea.

That was really stupid of me.

No, it wasn't.

Yeah, it was.

I think you should go home right now.

I'll finish up here.

Okay.

Only know you've been howling, feeling low.

Only know your lover when you let her go.

You've definitely flooded the engine and your manifold's cracking.

Jesus Christ!

Actually, I was wondering if you'd like to come up for dinner with me sometime.

No, I would not.

Oh, my God, there he is! That's right, he left me!

I know you're not happy.

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