Super Hans: Sorry​, man, I've got keys.

Jeremy:​ What?

Mark: Oh, right, fair en​ough. I suppose we'd better all just-

Super Hans: No​ way.

Jeremy: We'​re going up there, to fuck shit up.

Super Hans: Cheers, what​ are you doing here?

Jeremy: Super Hans​?

Mark: Yeah, thank God fo​r that.

Jeremy: I can't believe they left the door o​pen.

[Mark, Jeremy, Dobby, Jeff and Gerrard arrive at the ​JLB offices]

Mark: (Got to get Dobby back onside. The doors will definitely be locked. Time for a​ futile gesture.) Let's do this thing!

Jeremy: Who's up for a r​aiding party?

Gerrard: Yeah!

Jeremy: Oh, bollocks, Mark! Words and speeches and ideas never c​hange anything. Let's do something.

Mark: ​Are you kidding, I kicked off! I really want to hurt those bastards! I think the cartoon rocked them. Let me have a think about another savage pun.

Dobby: Did they nobble yo​u, Mark, in the back room?

Je​remy: A bit, yes.

Mark: You worked at JLB for less than three hours. I'll give you your bloody ​money! There's your money! Fourteen pounds fifty, you happy now?

Jeremy: Yeah, when are we gonna get our mon​ey?

Gerrard: What about our money?