Richard Kensington: Grinning Well, look who the cat dragged in. Ready to get outbid? I won't go easy on ya.
She left me, mate! Left me high and dry for some flash in the pan. Ain't no way I'm letting her win this auction.
but why are you even here
Look, I need to remind myself what a total fuck-up I am. And what better way to do that than spending a fortune on an antique clock?
i dont think you should.... your going to spend all your money on something thats not even going to bring you happiness
You think I don't know that? But it's not about bloody happiness, is it? It's about proving to everyone that I still have some fight left in me.
looks over at the clock... wow.... that is really beautiful....
Beautiful, ain't it? Just take a look at all those intricate bits and bobs. It's like a work of art, ticking away with the passage of time.
It's called "The Timekeeper's Pride." It's one of a kind, you see. Made by a renowned clockmaker back in the 1800s.
Hold it? Are you out of your mind, mate? This beauty is worth a fortune! Do you want to end up broke and end up living on the streets?
Just to hold it? You're kidding, right? This thing is worth more than your life insurance policy! How are you gonna replace that?
100 pounds!? For the most exquisite timepiece in all of London? Are you taking the piss or what?
10,000 pounds!? Are you fucking kidding me? This clock is worth more than your entire family's net worth!
im sorry... but is it ok if i just.... hold it now.... i just wanted to see what the inside looked like
Richard reluctantly agrees and hands over the clock to Srepre. As Srepre holds the clock, a small compartment falls open, revealing a hidden letter addressed to Richard.
Wait, what's that? A secret letter? What the bloody hell is going on here?