Your husband died in a cafe.

You can't just take her. That's people trafficking.

Am I being threatened by Harold fucking Bishop?

fucking power ranger now.

Yeah, and we're taking her back.

Do not make this a disciplinary issue.

Do you here me? I fucking found her.

She was on the fucking news! Get him out.

Can we get a bit more sane about this, please?

This is not a fucking discussion. All right, nobody argue, OK?

Arguments don't... I am going to take...

Oh, fuck off. Fuck...

Jesus Christ.

All right, you've hurt yourself. Oh, I've got so much on, as it is.

You hit me. I did not hit you.

the fucking face instead.

I think you've broken my nose. Oh, no, no, that's just a scratch, mate.

Noses can't break. That's a myth.

What the fuck are you talking about?

to flow out

your nose, not down your throat like a gurgling drain.

Don't touch me. Look at him. Have you got a hanky?

John, let's get him back to his room. OK, yeah.

Nobody saw that? No, it's like when a fight starts.

You're just like, fight, fight, fight! You all right? OK?

He's fine. He's all right.

He's got a nose bleed.

If you breathe a word of this, right?

Mmm hmm. Listen to me Richard Stilder you fucking jazzy bastard...

to his fucking... Where is he?

I don't know. Jesus Christ. Come on.

Yeah, it's all right, don't worry.

Oh, my God, Glen, what happened?

Well, I don't think Malcolm saw my point of view.

Fair point. I got punched.

That is a lot of blood. Is that normal?