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-You're damn right. -[whistles]

[Bridget] Sharon, you do the same thing.

I'll just set this puppy down and I'll skedaddle.

-That was a rough night, huh? [chuckles] -Yeah.

Whoo-hoo-hoo! Feel that.

Our winning couples from previous seasons will put their love to the test.

[players groan]

The only nice thing I can say about Richmond today

is one who doesn't turn up at all.

-Uh, he texted. He has some emergency. -Oh. What?

[players chattering]

That's what you get when your son's playing in the semifinals.

[Bridget] So he's refusing to be vulnerable, right?

I just wanted you to know.

All right. Home entertainment center.

Here we go. Come on.

And I'm glad I did it.

-Why didn't you say anything? -It was on my neck.

-Are they? -Oh, yes.

Good man. All you, mate.

["La Virgen De La Macarena" playing]

Look, Jamie. Whatever he may be, he's your father, which makes him a VIP.

And you were the butterfly whose wings made this happen.

City are after another trophy. Richmond are after revenge.

Okay. Okay, all right. All right, let's go get 'em.

Sorry for what I said, Ms. Bowen.

Right, tot-- That makes sense.

No, I don't want to discuss it. I don't need a pep talk.

Hey, 10-4, good buddy. [stammers] Good colleague.

Are you sure, bruv?

I'll take some water. That'd be great. Thanks.

Yeah. It is what it is.

It's not for the right fucking team, but what can you do, eh?

It's very kind, but unnecessary.

And you can be sure Richmond's disappointment

and that's why he missed that sitter in the first half.

Come on, boys! You can do better than this!

Wembley Stadium, the Taj Mahal of English football.