Cockney 1: 'Whatchoo doin' in my pub?'
Cockney 2: 'Wassit ta you, eh?'
Cockney 1: 'You're bleedin' barred, nah get aht!'
Cockney 2: 'I ain't goin' nowhere! Gonna make me?'
Cockney 1: 'You slept wiv me bleedin' 'alf sister's dog, now get aht!'
Cockney 2: 'You ain't got no proof, so shut your marth'
Cockney 1: 'Don't you tell me ta shut my marth, shut your bleedin' marth, more like!'
Cockney 2: 'Rickaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'