We're in the underground car park, beneath Sunnyside, on one of the upper levels. In a restricted access delivery depot, we see HARRY and his supervisor KENNY, both wearing hard hats and fluorescent jackets. In front of them are several palettes loaded with paper towels and toilet tissue. They are inspecting one of them particularly closely: one corner of the stacked paper towels appears to have been quite dramatically cut out or shorn off. HARRY and KENNY yatter away. They are watched patiently by security officer HAYLEY.
HARRY
See Newcastle have brought in Dennis
Wise?
KENNY
Above Keegan ..
HARRY
Makes no sense at all.
KENNY
.. Who had no idea.
HARRY
Wasn't king for long, was he?
KENNY
It's ludicrous. (To HAYLEY) Is it just
this one, love? (Palette)
HAYLEY
(Nodding) The others not been touched.
HARRY
Chris Moyles was having a go at Ashley
Cole this morning.
KENNY
He's been caught out, hasn't he? Naughty
boy. Thing is, though, he's a footballer.
That's what they do.
HAYLEY
(To HARRY) What do you think?
HARRY
(To HAYLEY) I think .. she's a lovely girl,
she doesn't deserve that. If I was Avram
Grant, I'd be having a word. 'Professional
is an attitude, it's a state of mind, right?
It's what goes on up here (He taps his
temple) The players here at Chelsea
are all professional. You get my drift?'
HAYLEY
I do but .. (Pointing at the paper towels)
I meant this. (To KENNY) What's this?
KENNY
(Shaking his head) No idea, if I'm honest
love. Mutant rat? Triceratops?
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