Peter Clive:
Trevor! Come through, will you? Where is it, where'd you put it?Trevor! Come through, will you? Where is it, where'd you put it?
Trevor the Skinhead:
What?
Peter Clive:
The bloody car, Trevor, the car!
Trevor the Skinhead:
I gave it to Oxfam, they're using it to ship wogs back to Zululand.
Peter Clive:
Where is it?
Trevor the Skinhead:
Police parking lot, Broadway Line. Where's lunch?
Peter Clive:
Why'd you take it?
Trevor the Skinhead:
To get back to lunch!
Peter Clive:
You were given money for a bus!
Trevor the Skinhead:
I bought a car instead.
Peter Clive:
You're not being clever, you know?
Trevor the Skinhead:
When go I get lunch?
Peter Clive:
You don't. You've missed lunch, it's too late!
Trevor the Skinhead:
You what?
Peter Clive:
Next time I'll have you in a courtroom so fast, you'll wonder what happened.
Trevor the Skinhead:
Great.
Peter Clive:
It's your last chance. Get out.
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