Peep Show2003

Jeremy Usborne:
[telling Mark he can come with him and Super Hans on the tour] But, no, Mark. We're going on tour. We're gonna get f***ed up and monged out and messed up and dicked over.

Super Hans:
We wanna wallow in our own filth, Mark. Have a good old f***ing wallow.

Mark Corrigan:
But I've bought a tour jacket especially, it's leather and it has lapels so I can wear it to work.

Jeremy Usborne:
Yeah, if you start working for the Gestapo. Look, man, we're a rock band, yeah? If people see us hangin' out with a doink like you, not being rude...

Mark Corrigan:
You are being rude.

Jeremy Usborne:
Then that takes away a hell of a lot of our credibility.

Super Hans:
You've got a bloody suitcase on wheels. Real men don't get the Earth to help carry their luggage, mate. They carry it themselves.

Jeremy Usborne:
This is because of Cally, isn't it? That's why you want to come. You're trying to have a pop at the champ

Mark Corrigan:
No, not at all. I've always been a big supporter of you and your music. Please, Jez, I'm getting divorced, I need something to pep me up.

Super Hans:
I could do with a roadie. Someone to pick the lovelies after the gig. Hump the gear. Sniff out the street chat.

Mark Corrigan:
Exactly. Drugs, birds and physical labour. Them's me specialties.

Jeremy Usborne:
Alright, you can come, but, all the time while we're on tour, you will need to SHUT UP. Alright?