Scum: Clued Up

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"Ohmigod! Tracey, have you heard? Darryl's been killed!" "Well, no sh*t, Cheryl." "I reckon it was Mikey, in the Library, with the Candlestick." "You dumb bint! It weren't Mikey, it were all of us! We kicked Darryl's head in, over in the pub car park and then stuck him some with our knives!" "Oh yeah, I fer-got. Why'd we do that then?" "Because he let on that he was dealing scag, and had made ten grand, and was going to Ibiza with it, and we wanted his money, that's why!" "Oh yeah, I fer-got that too. So why ain't we in Ibiza now?" "Cos he didn't have the money on him, you stupid cow! Ain't you been listening? Now we gotta search round his local haunts and see where he hid it. You are so fick! I ought to stab you too!" "Don't hurt me, Trace, I'm preggers!"