Ffmpeg: Brassic S04e05

“Depth of field, you muppet,” Vinnie snapped. “We need to prove McCann was in the study at 8:02 PM moving the stolen diesel, not at his mum’s bingo night.”

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The air in the caravan smelled of damp fags, Vimto, and desperation. Vinnie was pacing, which meant the floorboards were screaming. Dylan sat on the toilet lid (the only seat left), holding a memory card like it was a live grenade. “Depth of field, you muppet,” Vinnie snapped

Vinnie leaned in. “And why can’t we just use… the iMovie?” Dylan sat on the toilet lid (the only

Tommo cracked his knuckles. He opened a laptop that looked like it had been kicked down a flight of stairs. A single terminal window glowed white on black.

Cardi, hanging upside down from the bunk ladder, snorted. “Sounds like a sneeze. ‘Ff-em-peg.’ You made it up.”