| 00:00 - 00:03 | My Fuhrer, arrangements for the school reunion have been finalised. |
| 00:04 - 00:05 | Looks like Bellshill again but in a different venue. |
| 00:05 - 00:07 | Somewhere even those from Viewpark can get to. |
| 00:08 - 00:12 | Somewhere easy to get to. |
| 00:12 - 00:15 | And within a short distance of a popular night club. |
| 00:17 - 00:19 | Ah...the Hilton will be just the place. |
| 00:19 - 00:21 | A premium venue for just such an occasion. |
| 00:24 - 00:26 | My Fuhrer, it's not going to be at the Hilton. |
| 00:27 - 00:28 | It's at... |
| 00:31 - 00:33 | It's at Bellshill Golf Club. |
| 00:34 - 00:36 | Just off Community Road. |
| 00:53 - 00:58 | Those who agreed to this, stay in the room. Others leave immediately. |
| 01:13 - 01:15 | Didn't you listen to me? |
| 01:15 - 01:17 | I gave you all, just one instruction. |
| 01:18 - 01:23 | To find a safe venue that you can go to without getting stabbed. |
| 01:25 - 01:28 | There goes that idea. |
| 01:29 - 01:31 | You're all bloody idiots. |
| 01:31 - 01:34 | Bellshill is a right shit hole! |
| 01:34 - 01:37 | If I wanted to get stabbed, I'd have gone to Viewpark. |
| 01:37 - 01:40 | What was wrong with fucking Maryhill or Bridgeton? |
| 01:40 - 01:42 | My Fuhrer, it was too far to go to... |
| 01:42 - 01:46 | Bellshill is for neds and bloody junkies. |
| 01:46 - 01:48 | My Fuhrer, some of those invited are from Bellshill. |
| 01:48 - 01:52 | I don't give a flying fuck who's invited. |
| 01:53 - 01:54 | There's nothing there. |
| 01:56 - 01:57 | It's almost as rough as Laburnum Road for fuck sake! |
| 01:57 - 02:00 | Next you'll be telling me we're going to Charlie's afterwards. |
| 02:00 - 02:03 | Where there are more stab wounds than chairs. |
| 02:04 - 02:08 | It's full of betting shops and shitty pubs. |
| 02:08 - 02:13 | And bloody charity shops every 200 metres for God sake. |
| 02:14 - 02:16 | Even Franklyn's has shut down for Christ's sake.. |
| 02:17 - 02:21 | Well I won't be there, even if the drink is cheap. I'd be better off at Peter's chippy. |
| 02:27 - 02:29 | I might as well go to Angels instead... |
| 02:30 - 02:34 | There's eye-candy there, I like eye-candy. |
| 02:34 - 02:36 | Decent girls at least. |
| 02:41 - 02:42 | And who will we have? |
| 02:43 - 02:47 | The same old drunks every year that can drink more than the boys. |
| 02:48 - 02:53 | They're shit faced before the fucking night's began. |
| 02:54 - 02:56 | Sneaking booze in their handbags again no doubt. |
| 02:56 - 02:59 | as if they've not had enough. |
| 03:00 - 03:02 | And they'll want to dance all fucking night! |
| 03:04 - 03:07 | It's OK, we can dance in the corner. |
| 03:14 - 03:16 | And at the end of the night... |
| 03:19 - 03:23 | I'll end up going to Charlie's after all...I know it. |
| 03:25 - 03:26 | It's degrading... |
| 03:31 - 03:33 | The drink will be flowing. |
| 03:40 - 03:46 | I'll be dancing and making a complete dick of myself. |
| 03:46 - 03:49 | That's what so fucking annoying. |
| 03:53 - 03:56 | Tell Tommy, I'll be there. |
