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- canon,
- life on mars,
- oom,
- sam
LoM: 1x05 (part)
‘If this was a football related attack, he would’ve had serious injuries.’
‘...he’s dead. Tha’s quite serious.’
Sam’s being a tosser again.
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Some sod’s been done in behind the Trafford Arms. As Gene points out, at least the killer had a decent motive. And with the bloke’s United scarf lying nearby and the fact that he’d just come out of a United pub, it seems obvious to him that football hooligans are behind it, especially seeing as its the Manchester derby on Saturday.
Tyler, naturally, has to overcomplicate things. So he lets him fanny about with Chris while the real coppers bring all the known hooligans in. He hears him nattering about methodical approaches to Chris after he’s punched one of the suspects out into the corridor.
Methodical approach to a football crime? Jesus Christ. He’ll have a confession out of one of these tossers by lunch. Perhaps this one – he drags the whimpering twat up off the floor by his lapels.
‘Allow me to rephrase the question.’
He doesn’t have much time for this particular brand of idiot, as it goes. So the bloke gets chucked back through the doors of the Lost and Found and he follows, with a certain amount of relish, it has to be said.
‘Bloody hooligans! Waste of space.’