Well, do you want to do it?
That depends.
On what?
On you buying this caravan. Ah, not the rouge one, the rose.
It's not the same caravan.
It's not the same fight.
It's twice the **** size of the last one.
The fight is twice the size. And me ma still needs a caravan. I like to look after me ma. It's a fair deal. Take it.
Mickey, you're lucky we aren't worm food after your last performance. Buying a tart's mobile palace is a little **** rich.
[Realizes his mistake as the gypsies stare threateningly at him]
I wasn't calling your mum a tart. I just meant...
Save your breath for cooling your porridge. Hey, look... [incoherently] Ah - deh sah-sez-fren-forcher, and dah scar-her-cushons, wit dah matsen-seck-way-Core-Ver.
[Turkish and Tommy look at each other with confusion]
Right. And she's terribly partial to the periwinkle blue. Have I made myself clear, lads?
Yeah, that's perfectly clear, Mickey, yeah. Just give me one minute to confer with my colleague.
