Gerald: [Gerald is seated at a computer at Job Club accessing data while Gaz and the others are talking and playing cards and not filling out requested forms] Button it, you lot. Some of us are trying to get a job. Ey! And it says “No Smoking” in here!
Gaz: Aye, and it says “Job Club” up there. When was the last time you saw one of them fuckin’ walk in? You forget, Gerald, you’re not our foreman anymore. You’re just like the rest of us: scrap.
Gerald: Shut it! Right?