G.B.H.1991

[Michael is out jogging in the woods with his friends. He leads them in a ribald chant to spur them on]

Michael Murray:
F*** that Lenin. F*** the workers. F*** the bosses. F*** the unions. F*** f*** f*** f*** f*** f*** f*** f***.

[They continue in this vein for some time, until they return to Michael's limousine in which Barbara Douglas is sitting listening to classical music. Franky collapses with exhaustion on the bonnet of the car]

Franky Murray:
Oh, f***ing hell.

[Michael points at Barbara]

Michael Murray:
Oi! Mouth!

Franky Murray:
[to Barbara] I apologize. Sorry.

[Barbara grins at Franky]