What's it like being you, huh?
What's it like waking up and not remembering
who it is that you 've hurt?
She can 't live with that no more.
Anna, she 's had enough.
She 'd be better off alone than with a dad like you.
Jack!
♪ I once had a conversation with someone ♪
♪ He talked to me in those twilight hours ♪
♪ Those times when your mind's on fire ♪
♪ When you can't sleep because the creative and analytical possibilities ♪
♪ before you are endless No words ♪
♪ No big bang ♪
♪ No... ♪
♪ Big... ♪
♪ Bang ♪
♪ I get the exhilaration ♪
♪ but when you look down and see the sheer stupidity ♪
♪ of the roller coaster just staring you in the face ♪
♪ as blank and inescapable as the slab of concrete below ♪
♪ Just waiting to catch you, to crush you ♪
♪ your falling body, your skull ♪
♪ All of a sudden all of the science and evolution and progress ♪
♪ I mean sure, it looks good from a distance but when you're really inside of it ♪
♪ you realise it's fucking terrifying ♪
♪ How could one not be scared of that? ♪
♪ No crash, no big bang ♪
♪ No... ♪
♪ Big... ♪
♪ Bang ♪
Tonight?
The cops are after me.
You're being ridiculous.
I gotta get out of this town so I can give you until midnight.
Midnight?
Midnight.
You do not want to blackmail us.
Blackmail is your thing.
I'm here to fulfil a verbal agreement.
Nice one.
D'you think all that paint-ball shit's gonna get me back?
Just trying to get your attention.
What's that?
Where did you get this?
Si.
Who?
Whitey.
Look after her for me, alright?
Hey.
How's Anna?
Yeah.
OK...
How are you?
I miss him.
I miss Pete.
Yep...
Yeah.
Me too.
So.
I think I have a job for you.
So you left me up there, did ya?
On a mountain.
Yeah.
Yeah, I did.
I had a choice to make
and I chose Anna.
I'll always choose Anna.
Come on.
Oh, nice.
Yeah.
I don't know what it is or how to sell it.
Why don't we just rob a bank?
How many drug deals have you done?
Loads.
How many banks have you robbed?
None.
There we are then.
You're sure about this?
Yep.
No, Jesus Jack you're not supposed to take the whole lot!
Jesus Christ.
Bowls.
S'cuse me
Brittany, er, you have any baby powder?
Oh er, you mean talcum powder?
No, no, no, no you mean formula, formula.
Sure! I'll show you to the baby section.
Oops, not that one...
You, you folks expecting?
Expecting what?
Oh, Grandparents?
No.
Er, how old is the baby?
Er... - I've no idea.
Is it an infant or a toddler? - Oh, does it matter?
Erm, OK folks we have er, regular or organic?
No the organic is a lot pricier
but it comes with a hundred percent all natural ingredients.
Not sure we give a fuck, Brittany.
Do we give a fuck? - I don't think we do, Brittany.
Er...
Ooh!
Thanks. Brittany.
Oh, excuse me! - Sorry, sorry.
Right.
So you take the drugs, and you cut 'em open, right
then you pour it out
and then you get a tub of baby powder
and you pour that out.
- The whole lot? - The whole lot.
Jesus. - And then you mix it up
and you chop it up
and you pour half the mix back in
and then the rest in a new brick.
And then you wrap it up
tape it up.
Right. You put the drugs back in the well.
Done.
Game's five card stud. Buy-in's forty grand. Cash only.
House takes ten percent.
My partner will be exchanging the bills for chips.
You... will deposit the cash in the safe.
You will escort the player to the table.
And you will watch these jokers at all times.
Anything goes missing... I'll hold you responsible.
You taking a rake?
I told you. Ten percent.
That's illegal.
Why did you leave the army?
Dismissed with disgrace. - You?
I take it this level of misconduct precludes these...
'gentlemen' working for a legitimate security firm?
Well then. Maybe our best bet is to shut the fuck up
and do what we're fucking well told.
Fuck off.
Those guys creep me out.
Yeah, well, game needs protection, sweetheart.
We've got bank debts to settle
and we won't be opening a new bar on Kickstarter.
How and where are two old farts like you and I going to start again?
South of France. Saint Marie de La Mer. Fucking hell
sweetheart, they've have wild horses there.
I've seen the pictures.
Dreams, Frank. - Yeah dreams
what's wrong with dreams, eh?
Why not the Caribbean? No. Fuck that, Mauritius.
Oi, come here you.
I'm seeing one now.
You in a thong.
Me in a thong? - Yeah, why not? Arse like yours.
You're mixing rum n'coke in a... in a seaside...
Cabana? - Cabana... cabana
No, I'm serious, sweetheart.
Yeah, as soon as we're good to go, we go. No fucking about.
You are one silver tongued motherfucker. You know that?
Get this show on the road.
Afternoon officer. - Good afternoon, sir.
Can I see some ID please. - Right.
Thank you.
Sir, have I done anything wrong?
Er, could you step out of the car please, sir?
Thank you.
And move away from the vehicle. Thank you very much.
If you could walk towards the vehicle please, sir.
There's nothing in there. Am I in trouble?
No, just keep walking towards the vehicle please, sir.
- What's she? - Walk towards the vehicle please, sir.
What's she? - Thank you, thank you.
If you could just assume the position.
Step into the vehicle please, sir. - In...
Step into the vehicle please, sir!
OK, OK. - Thank you.
I want you to put both hands on the wheel, please.
I still have a sandwich, the sandwich.
Enjoy your sandwich, sir.
Where to?
Peckham.
We don't go south of the river.
Oh.
Shit.
Hi.
Alright?
Hi.
She's talking to someone.
I fucking knew it.
She's a fucking honey trap.
You wanna shut down the game? - Fuck the game.
That cunt's not here to play poker.
Follow her.
You two, get ready.
You driving a cab for a living now?
Ah, these are lean times.
I'd give you a ride but I got one in.
You two sweethearts giving it a second chance?
Well, I hope you're very happy together.
Thank you!
I like your friend.
You alright?
Yeah, I'm alright. You alright?
Yeah. - Oh good.
You got this?
Yeah, I got this.
Here you are.
Wish me luck.
Good luck.
Fuck it, Jack.
Bring her in.
Alright?
What kind of a cunt do you take me for?
The usual kind?
Hundred and fifty? - Yeah? Fuck off.
Hundred and forty.
You know, I thought the er, the honey trap was amateur but this...
Hundred and thirty tw... - Turning up in a taxi mate?
This is the fucking worst sting operation in history.
Hundred and twenty nine. Final offer.
No wonder they fucking retired you.
Oh, Fuck it.
Sit down. - Woah.
Oh, fuck.
Tell me my name.
Elaine? - Funny.
It's Frank. - Yeah.
Simon's uncle right?
Right, Simon's uncle. - Yeah.
This is for Simon and Helen. - Hang on, hang on, hang on a sec!
Hang on!
Helen fucking hated you.
What are you talking about? - She fucking, she hated you.
No she didn't. - Yes she did. She did.
Frank, she said you couldn't keep your fucking hands off her.
You shut up. - She said you fucked her.
You used to fuck your sister.
Fuck you! Fuck you!
You have no fucking idea...
Hey!
You got this, do you?
More or less, yeah.
I really, really
need a piss.
You should have gone before you got in the car.
I know, but I didn't think it would take that long.
Ah Jesus, Jack.
I know, I'm sorry.
Can I have a go?
Yeah.
Thanks, love.
Hurry up, would yer? - Yeah, alright.
Cor, fucking hell.
Frank.
- Angela. - Nearly done.
Won't be a minute.
You run out of towels.
Sorry about that.
Oh shit.
Bingo.
♪ I see a bad moon a-rising ♪
♪ I see trouble on the way ♪
♪ I see earthquakes and lightnin' ♪
♪ I see bad time today ♪
♪ Don't go 'round tonight ♪
♪ It's bound to take your life ♪
♪ There's a bad moon on the rise ♪
♪ I hear hurricanes a-blowing ♪
♪ I know the end is coming soon ♪
♪ I fear rivers over flowing ♪
Hands!
♪ I hear the voice of rage and ruin ♪
How can you be married to a man like that?
He's going to let you down.
Lie to you. Hurt you. Destroy everything you care about?
Ah!
Oh fuck!
Jesus.
You alright? - Yeah, grand.
It's just... weird.
Fuck a duck.
♪ Hope you got your things together ♪
♪ I hope you are quite prepared to die ♪
Oi...
Come here.
Alright?
Yeah. Him.
♪ I see the bad moon a-rising ♪
♪ I see trouble on the way ♪
♪ I see earthquakes and lightnin' ♪
♪ I see bad times today ♪
What?
That was insane.
You fucking loved it though. - I did not.
You were fucking great in there.
Was I? - Fuck yeah.
Fuck yeah?
Fuck yeah.
Oh.
Jesus get in the back, get in the back.
Oh Christ.
You OK?
Dunno.
He's the Prince of lies, sweetheart.
You can't trust a fucking word that comes out of his mouth.
Yeah. I know.
Come with me.
I'll follow you.
What do you mean you'll follow me. - Well, I'm gonna clean up here, you know.
Lose ends.
Alright, lose ends, Frank, right.
He's more a part of you than I am, isn't he?
Yeah.
I 'm in.
Did you find the drugs?
No.
I searched everywhere.
Shall I keep looking?
It's Jack I want.
She said she'd be here by midnight. Where the fuck is she?
I don't know.
Jesus Christ, Jack. You didn't do anything to her, did yer?
Nothing illegal.
Promise me.
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
Yeah, I promise.
You got a spoon?
Thanks.
What the fuck is that?
A bullet.
Yeah.
What's it doing in the fridge?
I don't know.
Hey.
Let's go shopping.
Hey, darlin'.
What you doing here?
It's a long story.
You OK?
Alright?
If I asked you to do something for me, would you?
Name it.
What are we doing here?
Right so, when I said I put the drugs back in the well right...
I might have lied a little bit.
There you go.
You hid the drugs here?
Hang on.
Oh, fuck.
- Yeah. - Oh, shit!
Oh, Jesus Christ.