Oz:  You know the reason I left this country in the first place , divvn't you , eh ? I 'll tell you . In a word , Margaret bloody Thatcher , that 's why . Because I 'd had it , I was up to there with what she 'd created . Bloody wasteland . Desolate . Nae joy , nae hope , nae nowt . Where kids get to _ 21 _ and have never done a day 's work in their life . Honest men have to go out thieving to feed their families . Young bairns can buy heroin in the bike sheds at school . Oh , dear . But I thought , " Nah , nah , nah . It 's got to be getting better . It cannae be as bad as what it was , can it ? " I was willing to give you lot the benefit of the doubt on this one , you know . But no , no , no . What happens ? What happens is I 've been back on my native soil for fourteen minutes , and I 'm subjected to this act of fascist intimidation ! ' Cos that 's what it is , you know ! That 's what it is , and I 'll be writing to my MP about this !
Customs Officer: Spread .
Oz: What
Oz: do you think you 're going to find up there , eh ? A new striker for Newcastle United ?