# Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air
# I know I can count on you
# Sometimes I feel like saying, Lord, I just don't care
# But you've got the love I need to see me through
# Sometimes it seems that the going is just too rough
# And things go wrong no matter what I do
# Now and then it feels that life is just too much
# But you've got the love I need to see me through
# You've got the love You've got the love
# You've got the love
You've got the love
# You've got the love
You've got the love... #
WHISPERING: OK, so, song choice is nice.
A bit obvs, though. Bit obvs, weren't it?
Yeah. Colour palette is just all over the shop,
it's so disorientating.
Yeah. And that tiara is straight out of a cracker, let me tell ya.
Yeah. Look at his suit, babe. Look at his suit. Mm. So big and boxy.
Honestly, mate, 1996 called. They want their whistle back.
Gal, look at that. Cheap. That's ClipArt, that.
That's printed at home, that. Not even laminated.
Terrible. Thank you. Sorry, guys.
I'm going to cut in there. Sorry, chappo.
Off you go... Hello, mate, are you all right, pal? Hello.
Hello, the both of you. Aw! Connie g's, Frankie. Connie g's.
Congratulations, actually, to the both of you.
Yeah. Yeah, such a blessed service.
Honestly, I was having a right old bawl up in row 12!
I shed a tear myself. This man, though... No.
Like he's made of stone. Yeah. Stoney Tone...
You enjoy your wedding, mate? Tell your face.
Yeah, sorry. I'm not sure if I know who you are.
No, no, you wouldn't, babe. No.
See, we're also getting married this year, thanking you,
so we thought we'd pop our heads in
and get a few ideas for our own rituals. Singer was inspirational.
Oh. Dance tune, slowed down, like being in a John Lewis advert. Yeah.
If I'm being honest though, babe, I wouldn't have popped her
up the front like that, no. I feel like she stole your thunder.
See, like your eyes are just drawn to her.
Yeah, drawn to her, and I said to Gary, didn't I? I said,
if you've got a bird with a boat like that,
you stick her up the back. She did say that. Get to the back!
You said that, didn't you? I did, yeah. You said that.
Anyway, listen, we've got to shift. We've got a funeral to go to. Yeah.
Here, babe, hark at us.
We are actually Four Weddings and a bloody Funeral!
Sorry, you've been to four weddings?
Yeah, all in one day. It's been mad, ain't it? Yeah.
To be fair, the funeral person, we do know.
We know the funeral person, to be fair. Oh, babe, that is really flat.
It's horrible, innit? Oh, ah, sorry. It's right old cack.
Right, I'll see you later.
All right. Oi, look at Manty. Looks like a vicar!
LAUGHTER
Oh, man! All the best. God bless ya.
He's a funny looking fella, ain't he?
Thank you all for coming.
The bar is open, so please help yourself to drinks.
My mother would have liked us to have a good old knees up.
Sorry. Cutting in. Cutting. Hello, mate.
Brian, are you all right? Lovely words, mate. Lovely.
I've actually got something of my own to say if that's all right?
As...
..as Mrs Watson's closest neighbour,
we do have these memories of her, beautiful...
Me and Terri used to go round every Sunday... Yeah.
..and we used to take her leftovers of our roast dinner, and, God,
she used to wolf it down like she hadn't eaten all week,
bless her soul, and stick on her old records, and have a couple of fags
and a couple of drinks, and then she always used to break open
this old photo album what she had and all these old pictures.
Very classy. Professionally done.
But for their time, actually, quite sultry and erotic in a way.
I remember one very vividly and she's in a swimming costume.
She's licking a big lollipop, and she's sat on a cowboy's knee.
Very, very lovely. Very classy.
That's how I remember your mum.
Sitting there, eating half a roast dinner out of some tinfoil,
looking at the pictures of the woman she used to be.
What are you thinking of doing with the house?
I think everyone's curious if you're selling it or...?
Er...
We're not sure at the moment. I'd say selling is better.
Don't throw it open to renting. Renters are the lowest form of scum!
We'll talk about it later, mate. We can talk about it later.
In other news, I also have a skip being delivered this weekend.
It's actually the biggest skip what you can get.
It's called a Maxi skip, and I want to throw an invitation out
so everyone is able to use my skip as their own.
My skip is your skip, and I want to say it's in honour
of your beloved mother, Brian, Mrs Watson, right.
She used to love a skip.
Sort of in a little skip of her own now, ain't she?
All right, Gary, that's enough.
Well, there's nothing else for me to say,
apart from to toast, to the gorgeous
and the very open-minded, Mrs Watson.
To Watty! Mrs Watson. Mrs Watson. Mrs Watson. And to the skip.
# Imagine if I told you that I want you
# Imagine if it all came true Tell me what you would do with me
# Would you tell me that you feel the same?
# Imagine if I told you that I want you
# I know you should be in love with me... #
Oh, oh, babe. Have you told your mum we're going away
for our royal wedding yet, you know, castle theme?
Babe, the skip has just hit the tarmac,
so it's very much go-time out there. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Don't you be dipping out and swerving on me, Gal.
She's on my arse like cheddar on a cracker. No, no, no. No, no.
Not, not dipping out and swerving, babe.
No, no, we're just waiting for that opportunity time for...
to have that conversation, so... OK, thanks, babe.
It's just I'm really up against it here.
I've got like two hundred and odd personalised candles to get through
for the new bizzo and the traffic on Etsy has just sky-rocketed.
Honestly, I don't even know all these people, Gal.
I mean, Amal Abaddi, don't know him. Isabelle Bruce, I don't know her.
All the way from Chessington. It is proper nutty!
Honestly, babe. This is the one for you.
My girl, my world, I'm so proud, so proud of you.
Oh, just to let you know,
Kay's dropping round a delivery of more candles later.
I thought we could just bung 'em in the stock room, yeah?
Spare room. It's not...
Babe, it is... That's what it is... that its function is a spare room.
So, I've actually spent the whole day clearing it out,
so it goes back to being... It's, you know, it's just...
It's empty in there. It's nice now.
Oh, perfecto, cos you know, I need le space.
I don't... Terri, I, I, I think the point of Skip Day is that...
Yeah. We just get rid of all of this junk, all the junk goes,
and that's what a Skip Day is really all about.
OK, well, nothing goes without my say-so. So...
It does though, babe, and that is me very much
putting my foot down and telling ya it's going. OK, OK.
Well, signs can go, but cake-making stuff stays, Merci-beauc.
You don't even make cupcakes no more. You like my cupcakes.
I love your cup... OK, cupcake-making stuff can stay,
with the faint hope that one day you're going to make cupcakes again,
but the rest, and Terri, look at me, darling - the rest is going!
Oh, all right. OK.
See, skip clear-out Gary's my favourite Gary.
So, er...firm and disciplined.
Love you. Love you more. Love you.
Mm!
Here she is. What have you got, a little bit of paint?
Have you been doing the downstairs, have you, girl?
There we go, pass it to Ted. Good girl. Here he comes.
You... Sorry, give us a second, mate. It's all go here.
It's... Oh, no, TV on the blink, is it? Yes.
Oh, nah! Sorry, mate. Sorry for your loss.
That's it.
Sorry, mate. There is a queuing system.
It's just to that side.
Yeah, I know. I-I don't actually have anything for the skip.
Oh, mate. That is the saddest thing what I've heard in my whole life.
Yes, well, I... It is sad, isn't it?
My wife's left me and she's taken everything, so...
Sorry, mate, with the bike, no.
Just...just stick that by the side.
Just...bikes.
Look, I was just wondering if you'd seen my recycling bin.
It's gone missing. Have you put it in the WhatsApp group?
Oi, no way!
No, you stamp that down, Sandra!
All cardboard must be crushed!
Well, I'm not actually in the WhatsApp group, so...
Honestly, mate, your recycling bin going missing
could have catastrophic repercussions
for the whole of this crescent!
"Catastrophic repercussions"?
I don't think you know what "catastrophic" means, Gary.
I do know what it means, mate. It means bedlam. It means insanity.
It means lunacy, mate. It doesn't mean any of those things.
Let me just tell you something, yeah?
Let me break it down, cos I don't think you understand, OK?
Nine times out of ten,
the person what steals a recycling bin had their own bin stolen,
so case in point, right?
You now go across the road and you steal Peter's bin.
Peter then goes and steals John's.
John goes down to Gordon and Sue's.
He steals their bin.
Gordon and Sue sneak down to David's house. They steal David's bin.
David goes across the road and he steals Jennifer's.
Jennifer has no idea what's going on, hasn't got a bin any more,
so she slips down through the cloak of darkness
and she nicks Jules's bin,
and before you know it, there's no bins left on the crescent.
Well, that last bit doesn't even make sense.
If everyone's nicking a bin, how does no-one have a bin left?
I don't know how it works!
Er, I mean, forgive me for saying, Gary, I think
you might be reading a little bit too much into bins.
Or is it the fact that you didn't care for your bin,
you didn't show it any love, and now your bin is gone?
Remind you of anything?
Sorry, are you...
Are you comparing my wife to my bin?
If the shoe fits, mate, if the shoe fits.
Well, the shoe doesn't fit, Gary.
Still, I can't solve all your problems.
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
What? See, you're taking liberties now, mate.
Three or four things you've brought up here.
Leave some skip for other people!
Morning.
Little Gary spoken to you about the wedding yet?
Our new gravel's covered in cat crap.
It's like a giant litter tray.
There's one out the front again, too.
That's five days in a row.
The birds have dropped their guts and all.
It's like they're all talking to each other.
They don't talk to each other.
They do! The starlings are the worst.
They come over here once a year just to take a shit in my garden.
Behave yourself.
Listen, Den, since the council cut-backs,
the cats and the foxes run the suburbs.
Well, I've never seen any cats and I'm in all day.
They're too clever for you and me.
They creep in under cover of darkness,
silencing their own bells.
They slide in, have a dump and they slide away.
Could be wild cats!
You're mad.
Seriously, this is close to a full load now.
Ted, keep an eye. It's wally time.
Oh, Dad... It's Crabbie!
They found out.
I don't know how, but they found out.
Teddy, mate, stand your ground.
Son, these two are skip liberty-takers of epic proportions.
Be vigilant! Be vigilant!
You all right, mate? All right, mate.
Sorry I'm late, Gary.
I've just been on the phone to Alison.
Have ya? You know she's seeing Mark? You know Mark?
Mark who? Mark Clark?
Went-fishing Mark. No, I don't know who that is.
I don't... What's he doing? Went-mad-on-mushrooms Mark.
I don't know that Mark.
Lived-in-his-mum's-ice-cream-van Mark?
I don't know that Mark!
Didn't-wear-shoes-for-a-year Mark?
I don't know that Mark. What's he doing?
Gary, you know who Mark is!
Anyway, so Alison spent hundreds of pounds on his birthday -
new jacket, new watch, new AirPods.
Just found out he's been shagging someone behind her back.
That is... I'm sorry to hear that.
That's horrible, cos she's a good girl. She's a sweetheart.
I mean, who does that? Yeah. Who takes those gifts, knowing that?
That is a horrible thing. It's horrible.
Crabbie, mate, you all right, mate? You hear about Alison? Yeah.
Who does that, eh? Who takes those gifts, knowing that?
Said to Kay, yeah, yeah, it's horrible behaviour.
Scandalous. So, yeah, yeah. What have you got here? What's going on?
Just ripped out a kitchen. Heard you had some space in the skip.
Room for a little one?!
THEY LAUGH
Stop it, Crabbie! Stop it, mate!
Is it your kitchen?
Why would I rip out my own kitchen?
There's nothing wrong with it, is there, Gal?
No, no, no, no. You've got a great kitchen, mate. Love your kitchen.
Love it, mate. It's an amazing kitchen.
It's just that if it is... It's commercial waste, mate.
It can't go in here, cos this isn't the tip, you know what I mean?
I can't have you putting stuff in here. It's only a few bits.
You've got bundles of space in there. Oh, I love you, mate.
I've got to stand firm. This is my skip and I'm...
You could use those pallets as greedy boards either side.
Get more in. Not doing greedy boards, mate. That's illegal.
Seriously ille...
How many boxes have you got?
I don't know. I'm not counting.
What are you, some sort of box Nazi?
Oh, my God!
I've just cleared out the house and I'm trying to make space.
That's why I've got a skip.
You're ridiculous.
Hey, hey! Get, get! Get down!
Just a length of skirting, Gal.
You have no authority to get in my skip.
You get...get down! Get down! All right.
Honestly, no more, mate. No more.
No... Who are you?!
No, no. Get away.
Get away. No.
No.
Stop it, mate! No!
No! No!
Aaaargh!
The skip is closed!
Well done, Gary, mate.
You've levelled that and smashed the life out of it.
That is a perfectly packed skip.
Babe, come to bed.
You've been stood there hours.
I cannot drag myself away.
It's so beautiful.
Yeah, there's something else beautiful over here.
Are you giving them eyebrows?
Mm. Mm.
Do you want me to come up there so you can see the skip?
HE CLEARS HIS THROAT
Yes. That'd be nice.
Just... Thought so.
Gary, what's going on?
Are you taking the piss or what?
Greedy boards? It's not the '90s, mate!
You know I can't take that!
I'll get penalised directly by the DVSA!
I did not do this.
This is not of my doing.
Some psychopath has overloaded me during the night.
Nah!
Serious.
That's a liberty, mate.
How dare they? Gary's going nuclear!
Hello, Len, love. Long time. You all right? Oh, hello, darling.
Babe, babe, have you seen this?!
Some fly-tipping terrorist has come and overloaded my skip!
Gal, I really need to press on, OK?
Got to go and do me bad memory candle drop, all right?
Nine-to-fiver these days, Len. You know what it's about, don't you?
I know all about it!
Talk to your mum, please. Yeah, you're right, OK. Yeah.
Ugh, man's dropped, like, half an house in here!
Ah! Do not tamper with that!
That is evidence.
This is now a working crime scene.
Look, I can't just leave her here forever, mate.
Then give me a day.
24 precious hours and I'll have the skip back down to a level load.
Lenny, please, Len. I don't know, Gary.
Lenny, Len... Mate, listen, I've got... Lenny, Len... Len.
I've got to go all the way back to... Len, Len, Len.
You're not hearing me, Gary... Len, Len, Len, Len, Lenny!
No, no, no. Lenny, how long have I known you, Len? Len, Len?
I've got a lot on, Gary, and I don't know if I... Please, Len.
Gary, I've got. Len, Len...
Thank you, Len! Thank you. Thank you, Len.
Hello, Terri.
Hello, sad Stuart.
What? That's not become a thing, has it?
Look, my babes.
Me and everyone on the cres have noticed you moping about
last couple of months, you know, sucking the life and soul out of
everything and everyone,
and Gary tells me you ain't even put anything in the skip neither.
Is there something you want? Yes.
I am charging, but it's very much a charitable enterprise, OK?
There you go.
Is this some sort of joke?
See, this is a bad memory candle,
to help you let go of all of that anger
you're carrying around in your tummy.
See, as that candle melts away of an evening, so does your anxiety
and so does your negativity.
It's just like little bit of juju.
OK? OK?
Just hold on a sec while I click out that negativity.
Where did you get this picture?
Facebook. That's actually why it's a bit pixelated.
It looks like she's at a birthday or some sort of boring old fete.
It was, erm...
It was actually my 40th. Oh. She, erm...
She planned a big surprise at a day festival
and my sister flew over from Australia.
Mumford & Sons were performing.
Burn it! Set her face on fire, Stu!
Burn away those bad memories!
But they're not bad memories.
Burn it!
But it's... Buuuurn it!
Burn it! Buuuur... They're actually...
..n it, Stu, burn, and then what you're going to do, right,
is you're going to pop a little review online saying what
a difference it all did make, OK?
Yeah, sure. Thank you so much.
OK. Bless you.
She told you?
Has she told you, mate?
Some maniac has gone and topped my skip!
Greedy boards, the lot!
Can you not shout at me from the end of my driveway?
First of all, they take your recycling bin.
Now, my skip.
Honestly, it's like the end of the world, mate.
Savages!
Has she told you about Alison?
I was just about to drop it.
This one is the queen of matchmaking.
Well, it's basically my superpower, but...
Yeah, you-you really don't need to... Tell him.
So, my mate, Alison, yeah, is the perfect match for you, OK?
She's newly single, little bit teary, and guess what?
On le rebound!
Up for it. Up for it.
Sure, but... Game, mate. She's game.
Yeah, you honestly don't need to bother.
I'm actually fine on my own, you know. Thank you for the candles.
Tell him, tell him, tell him the big stuff. Tell him.
You're going to love this. OK. Listen, listen.
She hates wearing knickers.
Ohhh, ho-ho-ho!
Oh, go, son!
Stu?
Dry kibble-fed, Gal.
Same as round the back.
We're dealing with single assailant, rather than a pride.
I want him made an example of, Winkle,
to all the other animals who think they can use my land as a khazi.
I shall set up camp tonight.
I'll lay traps.
I will not rest until the deed is done.
Your mother's looking for you, boy.
Not now, Dad, not now.
Some maverick topped my skip last night.
Topped it right up.
I mean, there are rules to the skip life.
Yeah, there is.
Rule number one - don't give it the nutty wallops you've got a skip!
You've shown your frillies and everyone's taken advantage!
I have shown nothing of the sort.
I was excited and people are taking my kindness for a weakness.
There was even rumblings about it down on Charlton Avenue.
Pardon me, what?
I heard some people talking about it.
Charlton Avenue.
Of course, Charlton Avenue.
I mean, the place is a cesspit! It's lawless!
Crackheads, feral kids just running free, illegal scooter races
at night, soiled mattresses, litter in the verges...
I mean, it's disgusting!
I live on Charlton Avenue. Exactly.
Stop being a snobby little tart!
Remember where you come from, boy!
The thought that my skip was even talked about down there
breaks my heart.
I'm going for a drive. I'm going for a drive.
We all need to sit down and discuss this wedding.
There is a great gaff down by the reservoir.
Local, everything under one roof,
finger buffet, one glass of Prosecco per guest, 12 quid a head
and really cool disco included in that price.
DJ will play all the dance hits.
Sorry, Mum. Honestly, right now,
I am up to my peepers with this skip debacle.
What's more important, Gary, the skip or your wedding?
On my heart and on my eyes,
the skip!
Got ya.
DOOR CLOSES
17 Charlton Ave. Charlton Ave?
Yeah, Charlton Ave. 17.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. I know that face.
That's a row Gal face.
Oh, it's row Gal. I'm having it, babe. I'm rowing.
Oh, right, and he's de-rigging. I have to de-rig, babe.
I have to de-rig.
You've got to de-rig. I ain't got no choice.
And you need to de-rig now, do ya?
I know who it is! Seen their house!
New windows. Brand-new spankers.
Oh, OK.
Brand-new spankers. I've got the evidence and now...
Ugh, ugh, ugh!
..it is going off.
It's going and no-one can stop what's coming to them.
Yeah, watch out them, eh?
Oh. Do you like punches, babe?
Got one there. Yeah. OK.
I am so angry, babe. I know. I can...
So angry with it. Go on.
And then I'm fighting.
Oh, right. Oh...
Cos I'm in the mood for it, babe.
Well, don't take that... I'm seething.
Well, you're going to need that, Gal. No, I won't.
Don't need nothing, mate.
Listen to me now, babe. Listen. Seriously.
You need to be careful up there at night.
You should take Crabbie as backup.
Nah, nah. I ain't even taking a phone down there.
Babe, take Crabbie.
I don't... I don't need Crabbie, but...but I will take him.
Right. What's this? More candles?
Haven't we already got loads in the spare room?
Oh, no, they're all gone, and I don't mean to brag here, Gal,
but I'm making an absolute fortune.
You'll actually be able to retire soon.
What? Like, serious bunce? Like, what, proper money?
Oh, yeah. Those candles Kay gets, right, are 15p from Vietnam.
I'm shifting them for 15 squids.
Costs taken out, I'm up about two-and-a-half bags here.
That's...that's something else, that. That's...
I know. Phew! That is honeymoon flights sorted for you, me and Ted,
with a little bit of shrapnel left over for a staff celebra-cion.
You've got staff now? Yeah.
Well, Kay and Alison.
They're going to pop round later to toast my emergence
as a fully fledged mumpreneur.
I'm so proud of you. So proud.
Mm. Thanks, bubs.
I'm just going to go and do some press-ups in the garden.
OK. All right. Let it all out.
DISTANT YOWL
FOOTSTEPS
Have you seen anything yet?
Had eyes on a large ginger tom cat.
Could be a Bengal.
When she returns, I will be coiled, ready for action, ready for war.
What you got there, a water pistol?
It's me home-made squirt.
Grade-A cat repellent.
Cider vinegar, fresh red reaper chilli,
little squizz of ammonia and a can of Fanta Lemon.
Is that legal? Is fouling in someone's garden legal?
Is treating another being's home like a toilet legal?
They've stepped off grid.
I've followed.
Well, so long as you're enjoying yourself, darling.
CAT MEOWS
Go inside, Denise.
You shouldn't have to see this.
Once you start this, there ain't no going back.
They started it though, Crabbie, mate.
They took grand liberties with my skip.
Right, listen, good luck out there, all right?
I'll keep the heating on and I'll keep a watch.
What, on my own? What, you want me to out there on my own? Shh.
What am I, some sort of mug? Or the sacrificial lamb?
Shh! Like that little goat tied to the post in Jurassic Park?
Don't mug me off, Gal! Don't mug me off!
That's out of order, mate!
Don't treat me like a pilchard! It's out of order!
Shhhh! Argh! Ooh!
Hush now, Stephen, hush!
For once, hush.
I'll come with you. I will come with you.
Teddy, you keep dog-eye, all right?
Are you sure about this, mate?
You're about to see what happens when people mess with our family.
Come on, Ste.
RATTLING
INDISTINCT VOICES
Shh, shh, shh!
RATTLING
Dad! Dad! Dad!
Go! Abort, abort!
I'm going! Go, go, go, go!
Go! Peg it, mate! What have you done?!
SHOUTING
DOORBELL RINGS
LAUGHTER FROM INSIDE
Oh! 'Ello.
Thought you might pop round, eh?
What? She's here. Alison. I'll get her for you. What? No...
Yeah, Ali, babe? Got a little visitor for ya.
That's not... Yeah, here we are.
Wow. Yeah. Yeah, he's a drop of you, ain't he, girl, huh? Yeah.
ALISON BREATHES SHAKILY I love your, erm...your jacket.
Er... Yes. Thank you.
You're losing him, babe. You need to flirt a bit more. Go on.
BREATHILY: So, um, when are you
going to take me out for a drink, then, sometime?
Oh, when? Yeah.
Come on, don't leave a girl hanging, Stu.
That's not actually why I'm here. I need to... Tel. Tel, Tel, Tel, Tel.
I need to talk to you.
Babe, seriously, just doing a bit of matchmaking.
No, no. It's urgent. It's about the candles.
Well, that's actually why I'm here.
This doesn't burn.
Eh? I've had it lit for two days.
It's not melting. It's haunting me.
ALISON GIGGLES LOUDLY
Seriously, Ali, not the time. Read the room.
The bad memories aren't fading away. They're hanging around,
just like the awful stench that comes from this thing.
Hold on a minute. They don't smell nice neither? They smell toxic!
It's like paraffin.
Well, that's because they're made of paraffin, you sad idiot!
Sorry, it's a slow-burning paraffin candle?
Yes. What an incredible idea!
Thank you so much for making my life worse than it already is!
Goodnight.
Night.
DANCE MUSIC IN DISTANCE
CAR APPROACHES
You all right, mate?
No-one actually lives here, so...
What?
Just saying that the old girl that used to live there
sadly passed away.
So, it was quick, it was unexpected.
I'm moving in.
Oh, yes, OK.
In that case, yes, I'm Gary.
Gary King. I live here.
This is my... This is my house.
I'm also... Lucky for you, I'm also the crescent warden.
So, if you want, I could give you a little tour about,
introduce you to people.
You're all right, bruv. It's just a road.
Yes, well, you know, it might be nice just for you just to, er...
..just to meet a few of the neighbours,
a few of the bods round here.
Are they all like you?
I'm just being neighbourly, mate.
Just being cordial, right.
You not got rid of this skip yet?
It's going, Dad, it's going.
This is the new rental that's just moved in.
This is Big Gary.
I thought YOU was Gary.
No, he's little Gary.
A funny story, this one, actually.
They had no idea that I was going to be genetically taller
than my father so, actually, for a lot of my life,
I was actually the shorter of the two,
and then I went on a school trip to Wales when I was...
..14, I think, was I?
I had a growth spurt and I just shot up.
By the end of it, I couldn't even fit in the bunk bed.
It's a cool story.
Look, whoever lived here before, yeah,
they left a load of mouldy, old windows in my garage
so I threw them in your skip.
Is that all right, yeah?
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