Central - GLA | Stevie | filled us in oan his situatio | |
Doric - MNA | Stevie | pyntit te the reed mark oan R | |
Central - GLA | Stevie | McShane’s pacin up an doon, | |
Central - SEC | " | Stevie | hud mentioned suttin yisterda |
Doric - MNA | "Aye..." | Stevie | leuch. "An ye ken fit wi ayew |
Doric - MNA | "Aye..." | Stevie | noddit. "Ye've ayewis bin a ' |
Doric - MNA | 'Na, na." | Stevie | leukit fair disgustit wi's fr |
Doric - MNA | "Aricht, aricht." | Stevie | caved in an gied his pal a sm |
Doric - MNA | rnet an fun oot aa aboot it." | Stevie | handit ower a sheet o paper. |
Doric - MNA | "Read it oot." | Stevie | steed up an leukit ower is sh |
Doric - MNA | aat micht caause offence...' | Stevie | 's voice wis ringin in his lug |
Doric - MNA | 'Dinna ogle her assets.' | Stevie | 's wirds jumpit te the front g |
Central - GLA | ‘Nae good tae me anymare, | Stevie | . It’s served its purpose. Y |
Central - GLA | ‘Ah, of course, | Stevie | , is it?’ she asks again, li |
Central - GLA | Johnny Scanlon and his mate, | Stevie | McShane. ‘Fuckin hell big m |
Doric - MNA | ings eternal an is best mate, | Stevie | , hid jist come up wi anither |
Doric - MNA | athegither fin is best mate, | Stevie | , hid a great idea... |
Central - GLA | weeks ago. ‘It’s yer pal, | Stevie | . Ye sayin hello?’ Ged stare |
Doric - MNA | technology fin his best pal, | Stevie | , his yet anither 'great idea' |
Central - LAL | phenKerr Pit the stanes doon, | Stevie | , ye'r livvin in a big gless h |
Central - GLA | eh? You’re just a conduit, | Stevie | ; a fuckin donkey. A medium ah |
Central - LAL | Sorry tae disabuse you, | Stevie | , bit A'm in a state of total |
Central - GLA | his haun doon, ragin. ‘Naw, | Stevie | ma other area ay business is |
Central - GLA | we've gone too far this time. | Stevie | Broon speaks fur the first ti |
Central - GLA | n, behave yersel. Huv a line. | Stevie | , come wae me.’ Zander sais, |
Central - DUN | rdine raincoat an a flat cap. | Stevie | an Jake had seen him aboot th |
Central - DUN | were in jist the back o six. | Stevie | an Jake aye met there o a Thu |
Doric - MNA | a motir draa inte the close: | Stevie | wis early an he wisna near ri |
Central - LAL | pops up, hope yer with Stella | Stevie | ?? |
Doric - MNA | k fir a silent pairty," joked | Stevie | , haalin Ronnie's choice o eve |
Doric - MNA | kit the lavvie door an phoned | Stevie | oan is mobile. "Come an git's |
Doric - MNA | ist git yersel dressed!" said | Stevie | , pullin oot a haufdecent pair |
Doric - MNA | yon dirt aboot yersel!" said | Stevie | , haudin doon the fit. "Se fit |
Doric - MNA | itive micht bi an idea," said | Stevie | wi a_ sigh. "Say somethin aat |
Doric - MNA | k! Jist caalm the heid," said | Stevie | , sounin frustrated. "Ve''re g |
Doric - MNA | Fir God's sake, Ronnie," said | Stevie | . "Is aat yer only reason fir |
Doric - MNA | icht leuk like a model," said | Stevie | , takkin a read fir imsel. "Er |
Doric - MNA | "Here wi are, than," said | Stevie | , lookin relieved as they pull |
Doric - MNA | "Weel, lut's face it," said | Stevie | , "fin it comes te romunce, ye |
Central - GLA | ‘It’s sound | Stevie | . Bran new. Sound man.’ McDa |
Doric - DOR | Had the pleasure o spikin tae | Stevie | Marriot efter a gig, early 80 |
Central - GLA | n ma luck here man. Fuck sake | Stevie | , get a grip son. |
Central - LAL | efoe on for Hagi at half time | Stevie | . |
Central - GLA | n new ma man. Ye know ma mate | Stevie | , dain’t ye?’ Scanlon sais |
Doric - MNA | ower te | Stevie | 's craft te tell im aa aboot T |
Central - GLA | aw aboot that noo, win’t ye | Stevie | ?’ he flashes his fuckin gla |
Central - GLA | ompulsions, intact. ‘Oh, an | Stevie | , don’t have me waitin like |
Central - GLA | ‘That’s a good wan | Stevie | . Ah like yer patter.’ he sa |
Central - EDN | ons. It wid be clear tae even | Stevie | Wonder that he hus his mojo b |
Central - GLA | s arrangement ur ye no gettin | Stevie | ?’ he sais. |
Central - SEC | monnReynolds michelle moist n | stevie | lou n vicki peach r no happy |
Central - SEC | tae that conclusion. Ah'm no | Stevie | fuckin Wonder, ah kin see it |
Doric - MNA | wid hae te leave the safety o | Stevie | 's dub-spirkit, aul jeep. |
Central - GLA | n by. Oer McDade’s shoulder | Stevie | McShane mimes flickin a pill |
Central - GLA | €™s whit ah brought ye in fur | Stevie | . Ye’ve a certain waiy wae p |
Doric - MNA | bittie mair confident. "It's | Stevie | aat's the singer, like - I c |
Central - GLA | ‘They sais | Stevie | McShane telt them tae come.†|
Doric - MNA | ie thocht aboot the advice at | Stevie | hid gien im an, the mair he l |
Central - GLA | canlon’s gettin it aff that | Stevie | McShane, sure. Tap drawer, so |
Doric - MNA | "Ay," agreet | Stevie | . "Bit Ah dinna think it neces |
Doric - MNA | e meent 'in the dark'," jokit | Stevie | . |
Doric - MNA | re fin he siddenly mynd aboot | Stevie | 's second bit o advice: 'Unnse |
Central - DUN | Nou | Stevie | got a lot o mileage oot o yon |
Central - SEC | lk on the wildside - luv you | stevie | lou x |
Central - GLA | ‘ | Stevie | McShane sais tae come doon.†|
Central - GLA | ainly no the climate, man. ‘ | Stevie | ! How are you? Come in. Sit do |
Central - GLA | he’s loast count again. ‘ | Stevie | !’ McNulty shouts efter me a |
Central - GLA | IT!’ he shouts oer her. ‘ | Stevie | . . . forget it ma bro-ski. No |
Central - GLA | till spillin oot the door. ‘ | Stevie | ! Wait! Don’t go mate!’ he |