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[while camping in the park]

Richie:
Come on, Eddie! We don't need birds! Besides, if we don't do it, we'll lose that bet with Mad Ken Stalin that we can live rough in the country for a week. And we haven't got fifty quid, and I'd rather hang on to my kneecaps if it's all the same with you.

Eddie:
A WEEK?

Richie:
Ah, er, yes, I... I was hoping to break that to you on a more opportune moment...

Eddie:
A BLOODY WEEK?

Richie:
Yeah, well I wasn't the one who got drunk and bet him he couldn't stick a dart in his temple! Once he'd done that, he had us over a barrel.

Eddie:
But I've only got enough underwear for tonight!

Richie:
That's all you've ever had!

Eddie:
That's true!