come in, brian.
why did you do it?
from don. they only went and rung him. and ran some of your quotes by him. about how unhappy the players were. what "bad champions". looking for a response.
and i'm entitled to mine.
i also did it under the assumption that you'd be coming here wanting the best for the club. for the city of leeds. so why do i still get the feeling this is all about you and don?
everything all right?
where you been? i was about to send out a search party.
this is martin hughes. he runs mercedes here in the north.
we hear that's what you like to drive. a mercedes?
well, we can't have leeds united being outdone by derby county, can we? so martin here is going to take you over to his showroom and get you sorted out.
why? you look white as a ghost, man.
players lounge, brian. ten minutes.
this is the worst start to a season leeds has had in twenty years. four points from five games? second from fucking bottom? what's going on? as far as i can i see, there's no relationship, no understanding between players and management. not a healthy one, anyway.
all right. if you wouldn't mind, brian? just for a minute or two?
let's be honest. it's not working, is it?
still. the players aren't happy. we're not happy.
if it's not working, then we'll have to part company.
what? for six weeks work?
that's bloody criminal.
i admit, that was wrong.
who the bloody hell do you think you are?
aye. no danger of me forgetting that name in a hurry.