| 00:00 - 00:03 | First we play Galtee Rovers... |
| 00:04 - 00:05 | before meeting the townie scum |
| 00:05 - 00:07 | Arravale Rovers... |
| 00:08 - 00:12 | We should win these games easily! |
| 00:12 - 00:15 | Then back to Jerry's house for cans! |
| 00:17 - 00:19 | Good, I like Jerry |
| 00:19 - 00:21 | The Dees are the future of this club |
| 00:24 - 00:26 | Mr Chairman... |
| 00:27 - 00:28 | Jerry.... |
| 00:31 - 00:33 | Jerry is fucking off to the Caymans |
| 00:34 - 00:36 | and he's taking the family! |
| 00:53 - 00:58 | Leave if you have never bought a car off Mike Toomey... |
| 01:13 - 01:15 | What in the fucking fuck!!! |
| 01:15 - 01:17 | Jerry was to play on into his 50s |
| 01:18 - 01:23 | Our goalkeeper for the next 20 years |
| 01:25 - 01:28 | And for fuck's sake |
| 01:29 - 01:31 | we just built him a hurling wall, |
| 01:31 - 01:34 | and the fucking footpath around the pitch |
| 01:34 - 01:37 | months of fleecing money off the community |
| 01:37 - 01:40 | with cunts trying to find the 'ace' |
| 01:40 - 01:42 | That game was all legal and above board |
| 01:42 - 01:46 | I've that fucking ace in my pocket you cunt |
| 01:46 - 01:48 | Mr Chairman, let me guess which pocket? |
| 01:48 - 01:52 | You can fuck off to the Caymans as well! |
| 01:53 - 01:54 | How can I show my face in the Hideout |
| 01:56 - 01:57 | I'll have to start drinking in Toem |
| 01:57 - 02:00 | I told everyone we were fucking sorted for years |
| 02:00 - 02:03 | Jerry Dee in goals |
| 02:04 - 02:08 | and his youngfellas outfield running around like mad |
| 02:08 - 02:13 | I was even going to re-brand the team |
| 02:14 - 02:16 | 'De Seskin Dees' had such a ring to it |
| 02:17 - 02:21 | Now I'll have to cancel the new jerseys from O'Neills and lose my deposit |
| 02:27 - 02:29 | How could he do this to me |
| 02:30 - 02:34 | After I stood by him when he broke into that house in Galway |
| 02:34 - 02:36 | and you know he abused that Guard |
| 02:41 - 02:42 | Got him off with a verbal warning |
| 02:43 - 02:47 | They should have taken his fucking passport! |
| 02:48 - 02:53 | That would have stopped him leaving |
| 02:54 - 02:56 | I don't know how the Parish will recover |
| 02:56 - 02:59 | People have forgotten how bad it was when Jimmy Whites closed |
| 03:00 - 03:02 | And where to fuck is the fucking Cayman Islands |
| 03:04 - 03:07 | It's okay, the Caymans are only off the coast of Galway |
| 03:14 - 03:16 | Don't you know the cunt will come back with a tan |
| 03:19 - 03:23 | and with bags full of laundered drug money |
| 03:25 - 03:26 | Be lucky to get a Toblerone |
| 03:31 - 03:33 | Someone ring Bourkey |
| 03:40 - 03:46 | I'm putting in a transfer to Galbally |
| 03:46 - 03:49 | I know a few stormtroopers on the Limerick Board |
| 03:53 - 03:56 | Who knows, maybe we can visit Jerry? |
