"Hello. What's your name?"
"Dread."
"Not Judge Dread?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Oh, I always wanted to meet you."
"Oh, really? Why?"
"Whoa... I'm really big fan of yours."
"That's really nice of you to say that."
"Is it true?"
"Is what true?"
"What they say... about Big Nine?"
"Well, I think you better have a look in yourself..."
- zzzip... -
"Oh, it's true... It's true..."
"Come on Dread, take them off!"
"No! What do you take me for?"
"Come on! Don't be shy!"
- oooh... -
"...easy!"
"Now, doesn't that feel better?"
"Oh yes... Those b***** boots were killing me!"
"Here. Look at this!"
"Oh my God! I don't believe it!"
"Oh, come on! Touch it!"
"You must be b***** joking! You ain't even a proper woman!
You are a gay, just stop! You're one of those a... trans a...
What they call them? Transvesties!!!"
"Oh, come on dear! This is 1975."
"I don't know. Every time I come out, every b***** time,
it always ends up in sillies."
"Come on and give me love, please!"
"I tell you what! I'll give you b***** love, I'll give you a rough end
of a pineapple! Go out! F*** off!"
"You're a nasty maniac."
"Whoay! Take your soddin' handbag with ya!"
"Well I'm not gonna buy any more of your records!"
"*@$%#^@!! F*ck!"
"Dread."
"Not Judge Dread?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Oh, I always wanted to meet you."
"Oh, really? Why?"
"Whoa... I'm really big fan of yours."
"That's really nice of you to say that."
"Is it true?"
"Is what true?"
"What they say... about Big Nine?"
"Well, I think you better have a look in yourself..."
- zzzip... -
"Oh, it's true... It's true..."
"Come on Dread, take them off!"
"No! What do you take me for?"
"Come on! Don't be shy!"
- oooh... -
"...easy!"
"Now, doesn't that feel better?"
"Oh yes... Those b***** boots were killing me!"
"Here. Look at this!"
"Oh my God! I don't believe it!"
"Oh, come on! Touch it!"
"You must be b***** joking! You ain't even a proper woman!
You are a gay, just stop! You're one of those a... trans a...
What they call them? Transvesties!!!"
"Oh, come on dear! This is 1975."
"I don't know. Every time I come out, every b***** time,
it always ends up in sillies."
"Come on and give me love, please!"
"I tell you what! I'll give you b***** love, I'll give you a rough end
of a pineapple! Go out! F*** off!"
"You're a nasty maniac."
"Whoay! Take your soddin' handbag with ya!"
"Well I'm not gonna buy any more of your records!"
"*@$%#^@!! F*ck!"