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Sorry for the dodgy acting. My forté. That and balding.
Danny: London is a city coming down from its trip and there’s going to be a lot of
refugees. [Presuming Ed laughs deeply; Danny continues] Did you realise this
gaff’s overrun with rodents? When I came in I saw one in the oven
the size of a fucking dog.
I: That is a dog, belongs to the man downstairs.
Danny: Does his dog get in the oven?
Withnail:
No his dog doesn’t come up here.
Danny : Then it was a rodent. Quite freaked me at the time. I was going to cook onions.
There was some bald geezer round here the other day reckoned you owed him
235 quid backrent. I told him there was no question of paying rent on a property
infested with rodents. Started coming on all bald with me.
Withnail:
You mean ratty.
Danny: I told him to piss off.
I: You bloody fool. He’ll have us up in court again.
Danny : No he won’t, it’s not legal.
Withnail:
We can quote you on that I presume.
Danny: Law rather appeals to me actually.
[Withnail laughs uncontrolably and drops to the floor]
Well shot film, awful script, too many F bombs, did not get any comedy from this apart from the dodgy acting of the semi bald fellow. Nice to see the heart of Brixton on screen.