The Crimson Permanent Assurance

«Our Short».

«Carmesn Permanent Insurance Company».

"London England".

»The Very Large Corporation of America».

On the dark days of 1983...

when England fell to the stalemate of a ruinous money policy...

the good and loyal men of the Permanent Insurance Company...

a previously remarkable family business that recently fell into disgrace...

under the yoke of oppression of their new corporate management.

Terrible. Really terrible.

ЎRemen!

It's over, Ev a n s. He's fired.

Ye heard me. Outside.

Did you hear that? He was fired.

He was fired?

He was fired? Let's go guys. Let's attack them.

Come on!

Let me out!

I demand to see my lawyer!

OoTooley! Come on.

Silence!

We have to mobilize, boys.

Tъ and tъ, seize the weapons.

Tъ and tъ, bring the gear.

- And tъ, put water for tea. - Yes, sir.

That's it, Charles!

I'm sorry!

Come on, Tooley. By here!

Come on!

ЎLeven anchors!

And so, the Permanent Carmesn Insurance Company...

was launched to the high seas of international finance.

Come on boy. Say it!

- A cup of tea, dear? - ЎCapitbn!

Look! ЎTo starboard!

There is the prize they were looking for.

Starboard!

A financial district crowded with multinationals, conglomerates...

and fat and bloated mercantile banks.

Very good, boys! ЎTo your battle stations!

- Come on! - Hurry!

Well, it's enough. Take cover.

Down! ЎGet up!