Transcript (en)

You're gonna have to repeat that. We've lost Gorgeous George. Well, where'd you lose him? He ain't a set of fucking car keys, is he? And it's not as if he's income fucking spikylus now, is it? Not backing out. You bet your bollocks to a barn dance you're not backing out. We're changing a fighter. Oh, fuck me. Your lady friend got a voice. And who might you be changing him to, sweetheart? You won't know him, but he's mustard. Mustard. Mustard? I don't care if he's Muhammad, Imard, Bruce Lee. You can't change fighters. Look, you've still got your fight. No, I lose all bets at the bookies. You can't change fighters at the last minute. So no, I don't have my fight, do I, you fucking prat? You can take bets at the fight. Put a lead on her, Turkish, before she gets bitten. And you don't want to get bitten now, do you, sweetheart? Make sure your man goes down in the fourth. You understand me now, don't you, Turkish? This is the one place I didn't want to be. In his debt. Which now means I'm in his pocket. You're on thin fucking ice, my pedigree chums. And I shall be under it when it breaks. Now fuck off.