I'll translate.
Worker "pay us workers our wages, esteemed foreman! Or I will stab you in the throat & death will assuredly come on this most glorious of days"
Foreman "I am unable to pay you on this most glorious of days, fellow respected worker of the laying of bricks, for the security van carrying the week earned cash has yet to reach my modest office made from a rusty old shipping container, I am able to promise you glorious workers that the van will arrive within the hour, and your wages will be in your calloused hands in time to visit both the workers bar facility & the hire house of your most frequentation".
Worker " I'm terribly sorry, most esteemed & respected foreman, but an hour will be an hour too late. My wife will most assuredly leave me this very minute if I don't return to our most smelly & shit smelling hovel in the very worst slum you've ever clapped your glorious foreman eyes on".
Foreman " I can do no more, worker of the brick, without the wait of one hour, I apologise most affectionately "
Worker " my deepest apology, my fellow worker, but I'm now going to stab you in the throat with this here knife. It'll hurt to begin with, but within a minute, the pain will stop as your world ends & you pass on to the great big rusted shipping container in the sky"
Foreman " ouch! Now I pass onto the glorious worksite in the sky! Farewell my fellow workers, I'm sure the security van will be here soon. Distribute my wages amongst yourselves as my final apology from beyond my grave"
Workers "yes, great result, Rupert!"
Rupert " I am happy to serve my fellow esteemed workers of brick. I should be out of prison in 10 years, please look after my wife & in the meantime"
Workers " I'm sorry, Rupert, times are tough and we don't have enough money to spare for your wife who works in a hore shop"
Rupert " then you will all face the blade that finished esteemed foreman"
Workers " fucking hell, run everybody! "

Or words to that effect, I only know English & Welsh, and I'm pretty sure this happened in Cardiff.