Huh? What's your problem, you little pussy?
Running away, huh, dickhead?
Huh, yeah, fucking pussy, you gonna cry again?
You gonna cry again? You gonna cry again?
Piece of shit, what you gonna do?
-What you gonna do, huh? -You're fucking pathetic, Martin.
-You pussy. -You're fucking nothing.
-You worthless piece of shit, Martin. -Fuck you.
-You're pathetic! -Fuck you!
What the fuck?
Yo, pussy.
Oi, piggy!
Dickhead, you deaf?
-Hey... -H-h-hey.
-Are you stupid? -No.
N-n-no. Shut up!
God.
Come on.
-Eat the shit. -What?
Eat. The. Shit. Piggy.
Fucking grab it.
And fucking eat it.
-Fucking eat it, piggy. -I'm-m-m sorry, OK?
I don't give a shit. Eat it or I fucking kill you.
I don't understand, really?
It's not up to you or about...
Look, get yourselves one of those, yeah.
Then we can talk.
-Right? -I'm-m-m sorry. Sorry.
-Uh-uh-uh... -I'm sorry, OK. I'm sorry...
Come here. Come here.
Ah stop fucking crying, you pussy. I'll kill you.
Eat it.
Eat the shit.
Eat the fucking shit. Or I swear to God I'll shoot you.
Fucking eat it. Eat the shit. You fucking puss...
Is everything understood?
Yes, of course.
And do not open the door to anyone other than me.
Yeah, yeah, OK.
-Are you even listening? -Yes, of course.
Take care of the kid, she's super valuable, blah, blah, blah, I got it.
You better not let anything happen to her, or you'll wish you'll be dead.
Are you threatening me?
Believe me, if something happens to her, I'll be the least of your worries.
OK.
Good boy.
Ugh!
This is so boring.
Did he say when he'd be back?
He'll come back when he's done talking to Alex!
Where's my brother?
-Wouldn't you like to know? -Actually, I would.
Shut up.
Hey, do you know what they're doing with the kid?
What do you mean?
Are we giving her to the Dragon?
What do you care?
I don't know, man, that guy's...
He's super creepy. Have you seen the way he looks at his daughter?
It's kind of gross.
Does it matter?
No, not really. I was...
I was just curious.
He can do whatever he wants.
- There you go. - Thanks.
There you go.
So, who are we protecting today?
An old girlfriend?
Your mum? Your mum's hot friend.
Your dad's hot friend.
I knew it. You cheeky bastard.
You know, I've been meaning to ask you.
- What's with the white streak? - Finally!
I thought you'd never ask.
Well, I was going through Instagram, right?
And I came across this dude, like an actor dude.
With this like really square jaw, and these really, really nice muscles.
Like, he's got this really, really nice face, too.
I mean, first off, I was like, "Damn!".
Then I was like, I noticed he's got, like, this little white streak.
-You mean Richard Madden? -Yeah? Yeah.
So, anyway, I noticed he's got, like, this little white streak,
but it turns out that it's all-natural.
And I thought, I've got to get me one of those.
And so I did, and here I am today. I think it looks sick.
So you copied him?
Not copied. More like inspiration, you know? Sure.
So, yeah, I was kind of like... I mean, I thought: I could pull that off.
I mean, I kind of look like him, no?
I'm pretty hot.
I'm not saying it's a terrible idea and it... it looks...
decent, but...
-Oh there's always a but with you. -Nah hear me out.
How about we're trying to run away from someone
and your stupid white hair leads them straight to us?
Ah, see, now, that's why I have the hoodie.
It can cover our head so no one could see us.
-The hoodie in the bag? -Yeah, yeah, yeah!
That hoodie is fluorescent pink.
Fucking skid-mark head.
-What are you looking at? -You.
-I do not like your attitude, kid. -I don't like your face.
Well, maybe I'll scoop out your eyes so you don't have to look at it.
Why can't you learn just to enjoy life a little bit? Huh?
No one's going to follow us, because if it comes to it,
there's going to be no one left to follow us.
So just relax.
That must be him. I'll open up.
No, wait. Stop. He said he'd call before he came over.
Quick, hide the kid in the bathroom.
Stay fucking quiet, o-or I'll come back and cut your tongue, OK?
Who is it?
I don't know. It's no one I've seen before.
So open up. Let's-let's greet our guests.
-Didn't he say not to open? -Shut up.
Let's have a little fun.
What?
Hey, we're looking for Alex.
He's not here.
Tell him to fuck off.
-What? -Hey, man,
-I don't think you heard my friend. -Fuck off!
OK.
Look, your friend isn't here, all right?
So fuck off before I put a bullet through your head.
Fuck! Arghh!
- Fuck! - Oh, God!
Oh, God!
I don't think so, big man.
Shut the fuck up or I'll paint the walls with your fucking brain!
- These your friends? - Fuck no!
-Then who are they? -I don't know.
You don't know? What you mean you don't know?
-I don't know! -Wow.
Let's find out then, shall we?
Get the fuck up. Faster, you cunt!
Stop screaming!
Who is the cunt who shot me?
This one?
Not me! No!
- What the fuck is wrong with you? Fuck him, he shot me first.
-He shot me. -I don't give a shit.
Fuck you man and your moral fucking compass!
Stick it up your tight ass.
Shut up! Shut the fuck up, you cunt!
Shut the fuck up. Shut the fuck up. Shut the fuck up.
Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up!
What's so fucking funny?
-No, nothing. -Nothing.
Why are you laughing then?
Well, you...
Yeah.
-And he...
Yeah?
N-no,
nothing.
Nothing.
Good.
'Cos I didn't think there was anything funny.
Did you?
No, not at all.
Do you guys?
-No. -No.
Good.
Because that would be some fucked-up shit.
I mean, I've got your friend's brains all over my face.
You'd have to be next-level fucked in the head to find that funny.
Really fucked in the head.
No...
we didn't think it was funny.
Yeah, no, not at all.
I don't remember asking them a question, Y? Do you?
No.
I don't, X, I don't.
So why did you speak, then?
-Oh, who, us? -Mhm.
We didn't.
Sorry...
Sir?
Did you hear that, Y?
Hey...
chill, OK?
No need to call me "sir".
Just relax, yeah? I'm not your teacher.
We, we're on a mission of peace.
Yeah?
OK?
So, boys...
My partner and I,
We're looking for an Alex.
We don't know an Alex.
Yeah, you said that, but given you're in his house,
I think that's a bit weird, don't you?
So what's it going to be, boys?
Do you want to talk or should I just start cutting you up?
We got the garden shears in the car, right?
Yeah, new ones as well.
Oooh, did you hear that, boys?
You could break them in.
Or...
you could tell us where our friend is.
Listen, man, we don't know where he is, OK?
He left something here. You can take it if you want.
Where's his stuff?
Hey, what, you guys saying something?
It's in the bathroom.
Awesome.
Where's that?
It's the door behind him.
Wait!
-What? -Back away from the door.
-What, why? -Just do it.
OK. What's going on?
I just remembered. What's the name of that movie?
You know, the one with the Black guy with the purple lightsaber?
-He's in it? -What?
-Mace Windu. -Oh, you mean Samuel L. Jackson?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, him. Him.
- The one who says "fuck" every two words.
But what's the name of the movie?
What's it about?
It's about two guys, and...
they wear suits and shit... One of them is a white guy, and he's a really good dancer.
-Kevin Bacon? -No, not Kevin Bacon.
He's in Footloose, you idiot.
-He means John Travolta. -Yeah, yeah, yeah, him.
Thank you very much, man number... two.
What's the name of the movie?
-I have no idea. -Yeah, no clue.
-Fuck, X. -Hold on. Give me a minute, I'm trying to think.
Why did you tell me to move away from the door?
Oh, yes. Basically, right, in the movie, there's these three guys,
and they bust in and shoot the three guys
and there's like another guy who comes out of the bathroom
and he shoots and he doesn't hit.
But, I mean, that's a movie, so...
So if there was a fourth guy,
it's likely that he would actually kill us.
So what's the deal? Where's the fourth guy?
-He's not here. -So there is a fourth guy. I knew it.
So if he's not here, then where is he?
Out with Alex.
Get up.
Why?
Get up!
OK, OK, OK.
- Is there anyone in there? - No, just a briefcase.
Come on.
Move!
Come on.
Move!
What?
What's with the face?
What face?
Listen, I wasn't born yesterday, OK?
What's with the fucking face?
It's nothing.
Really.
Mhm.
What's in the briefcase?
Oh, erm, like money.
Erm, like, erm, m-m-money?
I don't really know. I didn't get a good look.
What the fuck?
-We didn't even know it was there. -Yeah, we're peaceful people.
You killed the bad guy, and let me say,
well done for that.
You are too kind.
Well, I think that's it, then.
Yes, I think we can go.
We'll just wait patiently by the phone for Alex to call.
Great. Well, it has been a pleasure, guys.
Really nice to meet you.
Seriously, we should hang out. Do lunch.
Tennis.
Actually.
On second thought.
C'mon, X.
They were just honest,
peaceful people.
It was Pulp Fiction.
Hello, I'm here to see Mr Richter.
Good morning. I'm here to see Mr Richter. I have an appointment.
Hello. Mr Richter is expecting me. I have an appointment.
Good morning. Mr Richter is expecting me. I have an appointment.
Excellent. If you take a seat, he'll be with you right away.
Oof, he's in such a bad mood today.
Just tell them to fuck off, then!
Find another channel. I don't care, do I?
Just get it done.
No, you work for me.
It's a full-time job, McArthur. Tell your wife to fuck off.
Right. OK, whatever.
Cunt.
Argh. Mother Nature. The Silver Dragon send you?
Like I told him last week, accounts are all in order.
My people in Panama are just taking a little longer than expected.
But we should be able to sort everything out by Friday.
-How's business, Frank? -Quite all right, actually.
Do you need anything, or did you just come by here to wipe my arse?
I'm quite busy.
Got practically the entire House of Commons to yourself.
Must be nice, knowing all those politicians.
Well, I don't forget old friends.
Wow. We certainly hope not.
Let's not forget who put you there.
It's sad how kids forget their friends when they get new toys, isn't it, Frank?
-I haven't forgotten my friends. -See, I find that hard to believe
because the Silver Dragon had to find out from someone else his daughter was gone.
I-I can explain.
No, please don't. You seem busy.
Let me tell you how I see it, Frank. You had a very simple job.
You just had to keep an eye on her, make sure she was safe.
But you decided to marry her. Mistake number one.
You know how much he hates sharing her.
And now, to top it all off, you fucking lost her and the kids, too.
All alone in the world with no one to care for them.
I can explain.
I have people on it.
People?
Police. People in high places.
See, the way I see it, Frank, one mistake is forgivable.
Two, not so much.
Calling the police, that's strike number three.
Big mistake.
You have become a problem, Frank.
You used to be an asset.
But anyone with a basic understanding of the law
can do your job for us nowadays.
And so you're more like a cute pet we keep.
He kept you because he liked you.
You're kind and effective, and you kept to yourself.
But fucking his daughter was bad business.
You could've just asked for the money.
But no,
you had to take your little soldier out to play.
Put that down.
I loved her.
That's even worse, Frank.
I will kill you.
No, you won't.
You're already dead, Mr Richter.
You died the day you married her.
And losing her was just the catalyst.
If you want to shoot me, now's your chance.
Although I'm sure you know how useless that would be.
You can't hide, Frank.
And none of your friends are going to help you.
Not if it means going against him.
So how about it?
Put your gun down.
Let's make this easy for the both of us.
Great.
You should really background check your employees
before you hire them, by the way.
The things you can get into this building.
Don't be sad it's ending, Frank.
Just be happy you were there for the ride.
Save me a seat in hell.
Yes.
Of course, sir.
No worries.
Will do.
Uh-huh.
It was Pulp Fiction.
-What? -The movie, I remembered. It was Pulp Fiction.
What?
Hey, buddy. How are you?
Is your mummy home is she...?
-Wait, X, X, X, X, X, wait, wait. -She slapped me first.
- She's a child. - B-b-b-but...
Go and stand outside.
Come on.
What the hell are you doing here?
What?
-Where's Alex? -Who are you?
I'm a friend of your brother's, OK?
X! Stop!
Sorry.
Call the cleaners.
'Kay.
Really,
I'm a friend of your brother's, OK?
I used to protect him.
Like a knight.
Prove it.
He loves you very much and talks about you all the time.
That's so vague.
He has a huge birthmark on his right butt cheek.
How do you even know that?
That's besides the point. Where is Alex?
I don't know.
He said we had to go last night
to see Mummy
and we came here to wait for her.
And then they came, and the guy with the red shoes took Alex.
But that was so long ago.
And they won't tell me where he is,
and I don't know where Alex is.
And he said we were going to go away together
like Mum always said we would.
OK, buddy.
Don't worry.
I will find your brother, OK?
I promise.
OK.
X, come here.
Wassup?
I got to stay back and wait for the cleaners
and see if Alex comes back.
-Take the kid and wait for me outside. -No no no no no no...
No way.
I'm not going with him. He smells funny.
I do not. She's being so mean.
Quiet! The both of you.
-What's wrong? -Nothing. It's just...
-Let me see. -No, no, no, it's fine.
-Leave it. Leave it -Quiet.
Are you guys partners?
-What? No, no, no. -Don't be ridiculous, of course not.
Nothing like that, I don't like men, I like tits and pussy...
I was gonna dye my hair pink at one point...
I would never... Not with him.
Sorry, not with me.
What do you mean, not with me?
Ah, well, you know it's more that it's...
Hypothetically speaking, am I not good enough for you?
I'd do you.
And you'd enjoy it.
- Huhhh... - Huhhh...
I just meant like work partners.
Yes, of course we are. That's what I meant.
-Yes. Yes. -Work partners.
Yeah, exclusively.
Very good work partners. Yeah.
Come on then, kid. Let's go.
Go with him.
You can trust him.
He's a friend.
OK.
Take good care of her. OK?
Hey...
and take the guns.
Yeah, of course.
Behave.
-OK? -Mhm...
I'm just gonna wait for the cleaners, I've got some stuff to do.
Then I'll be down.
-Yeah, cool, cool, cool. -Don't leave without me.
Mhm. - Protection, remember, OK? Protection.
Uh-huh...
Fuck.
So, Alex...
Huh?
How are you feeling?
Ready to talk about Mummy?
Where's Mama?
Right. Where were we?
Where's Mama?
Oh my fuck, are you serious?
-Yes? -Good morning, my name is Kevin and I'm with Octopus Energy.
We're calling today to inquire about your current energy provider.
We have a special limited-time offer available only this month.
-What? -Good morning, my name is... -No, stop. I don't care
But our limited-time offer provides you unlimited voltage for only £70 a month, sir.
-Oh really? For 70? -Yes!
And if you sign up within the next 24 hours,
we also send you a special-edition kitchen set
-for all your cooking necessities. -Oh wow,
that's really...
Will you give me just a second?
OK, bye now.
Bye. No, bye. Fuck off, Kevin.
Jesus Christ.
I don't want the four-month promotion, Kevin.
Fuck off!
Mr Banksbi, sir.
No sir, I'm sorry sir,
I thought it was someone else.
No, Mr Banksbi, I don't. Thank you.
Mhm.
Still nothing.
In the apartment, sir.
That's odd, I told him to be available in case you called.
Of course. Yes, sir.
No problem.
There's no need to, I take care of it myself.
Goodbye.
Where's Mama Bear?
I already told you.
No, you lied to me.
You said she was dead, but she is not dead.
Yes, she is.
♪ ...They'll never know you the way that I do ♪
♪ Yeah, today I drove through the suburbs ♪
♪ And pictured I was driving home to you... ♪
Hey, how you doing? Welcome to Morley's. How can I help you?
What's good, boss man? You right? Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Can I get two chicken combo meals, is that OK?
Yeah, that's OK.
Yeah. Two chicken combo meals and two orange sodas.
Two orange sodas, blud.
You know how Stormzy likes his orange soda.
Great. That'll be £7.98.
What?
I ain't got no more money, bruv.
-You like chicken? -Yeah, it's very good.
Yeah, it is, innit? You see round here it is so much more than that.
-How so? -London is the chicken shop.
The chicken shop is...
London.
I don't get it.
It's about your ends, about your community, right?
Shops like these is where I went to every day after school.
If you grew up in London, it's in your DNA.
You got Sam's, Morley's, Dixie's, Chicken Hut,
Chicken Valley, Chicken Cottage, Chicken Palace, Angel Fried Chicken,
Hackney Fried Chicken, White Chapel Fried Chicken.
-Wow. -Yeah.
See, it's not all about them-them big tall glass, shiny buildings
and street lights.
No, you want the real London.
This is where it's at.
It's about the community, the diversity.
Two combo menus and two orange sodas.
Wait here.
Look at this!
Ahhh bupbupbup.
Wait.
Take these.
I'll take these.
You do it.
Yeah, that's it.
That's it.
Salt and pepper them chips.
Close it.
Ready? 1-2-3...
1-2-3...
♪ 'Cos they'll never know you the way that I do ♪
♪ ...Through the suburbs And pictured I was driving home to you ♪
♪ I know we weren't perfect but I've never felt this way for no one ♪
Meaty.
♪ And I know we weren't perfect ♪
♪ but I've never felt this way for no one ♪
♪ And I just can't imagine how you could be so OK now that I'm gone ♪
♪ But today I drove through the suburbs crying 'cos you weren't around ♪
♪ And you're probably with that blonde girl who always made me doubt ♪
♪ She's so much older than me ♪
♪ She's everything I'm insecure about ♪
♪ 'Cos you said forever now I'm driving alone past your... ♪
-Hello. -Hi.
On your knees.
Hands behind your head.
What is this?
Huh?
She says we were just cleaning up.
What are you cleaning up?
This?
Yes, but what is "this"?
-Huh? -She says we were paid to clean this up.
It's a job. We clean up jobs.
Whose job? Who did this?
I'm afraid I can't disclose those details. Contractually obligated to keep to myself.
Right.
If that's all clear and you don't mind, we'll be getting back to work now.
Where's the kid?
What kid? There is no kid.
No. No, not now.
-Of course not. That's absolutely ridiculous. -What, what is she saying?
She's asking if we could have chicken for lunch.
Hey, I'm asking about the kid. Who the fuck cares what you had for lunch?
That's what I was saying.
Tell me where she is or I will fucking blow your brains out.
I already told you,
I have no idea what you're talking about.
I'm not playing any games, you fuck.
Tell me who did this or I will fucking kill this bitch.
God! Jesus. Fuck me!
Oh, fuck!
Fuck! That motherfucker bit me, oh my fuck!
-She doesn't like that word. -God!
Which word? "Bitch"? Fuck you, bitch.
Get her off me. Get her off me. Get her off me!
What is wrong with her? She's from Liverpool.
Jesus... Fuck you.
Fuck you.
F-f-f...
God.
Listen, mister, we don't want any trouble.
We can't tell you who hired us because they would kill us.
I will kill you. You don't really scare me though.
God, this is by far the most ridiculous conversation
I've ever had.
-Open your mouth. -What?
-Open your fucking mouth. -OK.
-This is weird. -Shut up!
-Are you OK? -Shut up.
Let me think.
Well, everything can be bought.
What?
Everything can be bought, you know, we don't really get paid that much.
I could tell you who did this if you pay us.
Yes.
Wow, OK. That was easy.
-What? -I said you're so breezy.
Right.
OK. Now you have your money.
So tell me who did this.
Aww. He looks so peaceful.
Untie me.
Untie me!
Oh!
-Untie me fucker! -Look who woke up!
-Fuck you! -Good morning Cinderella, -Untie me!
-did you sleep well? -Untie me!
Untie me!
-Hey Y, look who woke up! -Untie me!
Fuck you!
I'll kill you. I'll kill you. I'll kill you.
Fuck you!
Untie me!
Fuck you.
Fuck you!
Fuck you, fucker. Fuck you.
-Good morning, good looking. Sleep well? -Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!
Fuck you.
-Guess not. -Fucker.
I hate the taste of fabric in my mouth. It irritates my tongue.
Who are you?
Your worst nightmare.
- Hey, hey, hey, stop laughing, I'm being serious.
Fuck you, OK! I don't need this shit,
I'm a paid professional. I'm famous.
I could kill your entire family with my pinky if I wanted to.
Stop!
Oooohhh!
You don't look like a professional.
What would you know about that?
Oh, I don't know.
But you don't strike me as someone who's actually...
dangerous.
Oh, I am dangerous.
I am so fucking dangerous you don't even know how dangerous I am.
Oh yeah?
Like what?
Yazuhiro Kazu
I killed him.
The Yakuza boss?
Yes. I killed him and all of his bodyguards
with my bare hands.
All by myself.
Wow.
Oh, he's not the only one.
The Ramirez cartel? Took them down all by myself.
Wow, those are some big clients.
Huh? What the fuck did you say?
She said lying on your CV is pathetic. - I'm not lying.
What now?
She says she knows a third cousin of a friend of the uncle of the guy
-who cleaned up the Kazu job. And she says it wasn't you. -Well, who was it then, huh?
A woman.
With an eye patch.
Hold his face.
What? No.
Hey, stop! That's an invasion of privacy.
Hey, this is private. Don't look to my pictures.
Yo, what the fuck is this?
It's a meme.
What?
No, not this. This.
-Where is he? -What? You know him?
Where is Alex?
You know this pussy?
-Where is he? -Mate, your breath stinks.
What, is he like your boyfriend or something?
Woah, hey no, OK chill. OK, chill.
I tell you where he is. They don't pay me enough anyway.
In a storage unit underneath the docks.
Which one?
Have a look around.
Fuck OK, no, fine.
Number 24. The key is in my jacket.
How do I know you're telling me the truth?
Well, you don't. But what other options do you have?
Stay with him till I get back.
No, please don't leave me here alone with these two...
Let's all be friends, OK?
Elijah, come here!
I'm so sorry. He's not usually like this.
Let me make it up to you. I'll buy you a coffee.
No, no, no, no, we're-we're OK, thanks.
Your daughter?
God, no.
Could you imagine me as a father? Fuck no.
See? I'm more like a cool uncle. Right, buddy?
Totally.
So she's your niece?
Sort of...
Potentially.
Not really...
- Hey! - Elijah, what did I...
say?
-We need to go. -No, please.
-I think I've left the oven on. -Stay with us.
No. You could fix that later. We could go for that coffee now.
Fuck.
Hey, don't you use those bad words now.
Fuck. I can't go after her. She's got a kid.
I could kill her later. But what about the kid?
I bet she's a single mother. It's probably hard enough as it is.
She probably wouldn't tell anyone.
Seemed like a nice lady.
What do you think, buddy?
Buddy? Fuck!
Buddy! Arghhh!
Kid!
I lost her already!
Oh, we were such great friends.
X.
Y?
Y.
I lost her. I lost the kid.
She's right there, man.
Don't you ever scare me like that again.
I was so worried.
Didn't I say stay at my side at all times?
-Mhm. -Mhm.
-Thank you. -No problem.
Wassup you little ugly-ass bitch!
- Wassup, wassup! - Hey!
What are you doing?
You know this guy?
-Yes, that's Alex. -This is Alex?
This is the motherfucker who punched me in the face, like five years ago.
-Well, now we're even. -Oh, we're not even close to even, nah.
-This is the fuck who killed my partner. -No, he didn't.
I did.
What?
Actually, he didn't. She's not dead.
Look, it's a long story, and I will explain,
but I need you to deliver a message to the Silver Dragon before that.
You're not serious.
What?
You need to take life a little less seriously, Mum.
Just give me the gun.
One gun.
You go around back.
OK. Stay safe.
-X, I'm not your mum. -OK.
Sorry.
Mummy.
Coming.
Coming...
Oh, it's you.
Come in, come in.
Michael, this is...
Well, I don't really know her name,
but she works for my grandad.
Nice to meet you.
Come on, take a seat. We're all friends here.
As you wish.
So, over the phone you said you wanted some blow.
I think you said something like...
Two grams?
You're always so quiet, you know.
Very mysterious.
I like it.
Ooh, I sense some tasty sexual tension.
Would you like me to leave the room? Maybe?
Fiery.
Where did you get this?
Not this again. What are you, my mum?
It's mine. You can tell Grandpa it's not his.
I swear, it's my own. I promised I'd stop stealing his.
Where did you get it?
Michael, man knows the best dealers.
He's a beast.
You know what the good thing about our product is?
What?
It's unmistakable.
Oh, my fucking God!
-What the fuck did you do? -You're fucking up Alex and he doesn't like it one bit.
Fuck you and fuck him.
You know how much he hates stealing.
He didn't steal nothing.
We've got him on tape.
-I'm going to kill you. -No, you won't.
Think again.
Don't move a muscle.
Put the gun down, slowly, and nobody has to get hurt.
Run! Go, go, go!
Fuck!
X, get him.
Huh?
Hey!
-Get your knee off my dick, man, -That's not your dick.
Oh, my God, man, why would you put it on my fucking knee?
-Fuck! -Oh, sorry, mate, did that hurt? Yeah?
That's it, yeah. That hurt, yeah?
Oh, what the fuck?
Stop, you fucking... - We could have been friends, bro.
-Fuck you. -We could have been friends.
That's gross, man. What the fuck?
You didn't just... nah... you didn't just do that!
Why don't you clean your ears, bro? - I don't fucking,
I don't expect you to finger them all the time.
- What the fuck was that? - How 'bout this!
Ow.
Svetlana!
Svetlana, Svetlana? No, no, no, no!
No, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, hey!
Oh fuck.
Hey, hey, c'mon, buddy, wake up. Wake up, yeah?
Wake up. Wake up. Wake up.
Come on.
C'mon. C'mon. C'mon.
Hey, we were supposed to go to Barbados together?
We were going to go to Bar... and I was going to make you this scarf
and it was going to be...
all the colours of the rainbow, yeah?
Hey, don't worry. Let me sort this out.
Where's your phone? Where's your fucking phone?
What the fuck were you thinking!? Michael was my friend.
I'm talking to you, old man!
Listen to me!
No, you listen to me, you fuck!
I am done with listening to your fucking shit.
You know what they're saying about me?
I'm the leader of the largest fucking criminal organisation in this city
and I can't control my own fucking grandson.
No.
You will get your fucking shit together or I will see to it
that you spend the rest of your days in a cold, fucking dark cell
with enough friends to fuck your ass year round.
You hear me, boy?
Because the only reason you're alive now is your mother.
I hate the way she closes off when she cries.
And no part of my love could make up for that.
What!?
Jonas on the phone, sir.
They're working on her now.
Right here with me?
No, sir.
Won't be a problem, sir.
I understand.
Like always, sir.
Lucy, dear, can you get my car ready?
Thank you.
What are you going to do?
Oil the machine.
I'm sorry, X.
I just follow orders.
Thank you.
Just go.
Good morning, darling.
Ready to get to work?
Is it done?
Good.
Come.
Sit.
Sugar?
One, thank you.
Clean?
Like always.
And the security tapes?
Excellent. How's our friend?
-Odd. -Yes, he blends in well, doesn't he?
Wonderful.
I hate giving away valuable things to people who don't deserve them.
Drink.
-He said the police were on it. -Oh, are they now? Isn't that lovely?
-I bet they'll find her in no time. -And the kids?
-I have some people on it. -So they found them?
-Yes. -Are they OK?
Hopefully the boy will tell us where my girl is.
Shall I go see him?
No, no.
I've got a man on it.
He can be pretty convincing when he wants to be.
I really messed up with my little girl.
Wasn't hard enough. Wasn't strict enough.
Or maybe I loved her too much.
I'll do it better with her kid.
I won't let her get hurt.
Not by any man.
Not how I let Richter and that other man have my girl.
Not with this little one.
She's all mine.
Ah, Jonas.
Come in. Come in.
Mr Banksbi,
- you sent for me? - Yes, yes, of course.
Have a seat.
Tea?
Suit yourself.
How's your leg, Jonas?
Yeah, it's OK. Healing well.
Good, good. Wouldn't want you running around injured.
We need you ready for battle.
Ah, wonderful.
Put that there on the chair and the biscuits with me.
Wonderful. You can go.
Would you mind setting that up for me, Jonas? Thank you.
The, er...
Yes.
Right there in the middle, please.
Do you like the new rug?
Yes, it's beautiful.
Yes, well, the old one was so messy, I had to change it.
I prefer this one. Brings out the red.
Jonas.
Yes.
How did the job go?
Yeah, it went... well.
Wonderful, wonderful.
So what did you do with the body?
I, er...
I dropped it. In the river.
Well, not the cleanest of methods, but everyone has their style.
Have you always done this?
Yes.
Have you ever missed one?
I'm sorry?
Well.
You drop them in the river, they're not dead.
They swim out of the river, they're still alive.
You know, that sort of thing.
Er...
No.
Oh, good. Excellent, Jonas.
So you're not an idiot. Good to know.
Are you done?
Yes.
Wonderful. On your knees, please, Jonas.
What?
On your knees, Jonas.
She won't help you, darling. She's not here for you.
On your knees, please.
Please. Please, I didn't do anything.
Oh, don't sell yourself short. You did more than enough.
On your knees.
I won't ask again.
Don't be silly, in the middle!
What type of a business do I run, Jonas?
I don't know, drugs?
You never told me.
Yes, that's right, I never did.
But I'm going to tell you now, just once.
Because I like you.
I run a successful business.
What we sell or don't sell is completely irrelevant.
The key point is that the operation is successful.
Do you agree?
What do you think it takes to run a successful business like mine, Jonas?
I don't know. Money?
Well, more or less.
Not really, we make money, we need money to run.
But what makes us a successful business is our workers.
Everybody has a function.
It's like a beautiful Swiss watch.
All the little pieces inside make it run perfectly.
But if one little gear breaks,
the whole thing just stops.
And every single one of us has to do our job perfectly.
So that my machine works.
You kill people who would threaten the correct running of my machine.
You are a very important piece, Jonas.
But being a very important piece means you are responsible
for the livelihoods of hundreds of hardworking people.
We are a family, Jonas.
And I can't allow you to put my family at risk.
I really can't.
Please. Please, I'm sorry.
Whatever I did, I'm sorry.
Whatever you did?
You do not even know what you did wrong.
Remember five years ago,
I asked you to get rid of a problem for me?
Come on, think hard. I know you can do it.
You're not an idiot, are you?
Ahh...
there we are.
See, a little birdie told me that they saw him the other day.
Maybe you dropped him in the river.
And he was still alive.
But you said that never happened.
So the only conclusion I can come to
is that you
betrayed me.
Wouldn't you agree?
Please...
I'll do anything you want.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
It won't happen again.
Please.
I'll do anything you want.
Please, please, please.
Forgive me.
That won't be necessary.
Lucy, dear,
could you get Mark in here?
Thank you.
-Tea? -Would you excuse me for a moment?
Of course, of course. Come back when you're done.
Sure.
One, one, two, three.
X?
Svetlana?
Holy shit!
I thought you were dead.
My name's not Svetlana, X.
No. Yeah, no, of course. Sorry.
Shit, Svetlana, I didn't think you'd made it.
-They shot you in the... -I got lucky.
I thought you were dead.
Nah they couldn't get to me. Here I am: alive and kicking...
ass.
Damn, you look like Nick Fury or something.
Sure.
I missed you so much, Mum. Mummy. Mummy. Mummy. Mummy.
Mum. Mummy.
What are you doing here?
I'm here to deliver a message to the Silver Dragon.
He's right inside. You want to come in?
Nah, that's cool. He already tried to kill me once.
-What? -Long story.
Just tell him
to meet us at the abandoned train station in Croydon at 6
if he wants to see the kid again.
Is it done?
Thank you, X.
You have a lot of shit to explain, Y.
Move.
Hey, buddy, how are ya?
-I'm OK. -Good. They treat you well?
Yes.
They're here.
You know the plan.
I thought I told you to come alone.
You know how much I hate driving.
Where is she?
Safe.
What do you want, Alex?
For you to leave us alone.
Forever.
I'm not going to do that.
Please...
I don't want to kill you.
Oh...
Is that so?
You drove her insane, you know.
You're the reason she's gone.
Give me the child, Alex.
I won't ask again.
She's gone, you know.
Mum.
She's gone.
And it's all because of you.
And you think I'll let you have my sister?
No chance.
You don't really think you have any negotiating power, you fucking snake!
You? Don't make me laugh.
Is this it?
- Where's X? - One man!
I dunno, he was right behind me.
Enough!
No more of this shit.
Let's get to it!
I agree old man!
Let's get to it!
The fuck is that?
Martin! Come out you piece of shit,
-we're gonna fucking kill you. -Open Martin. Come out.
-Martin! Martin! -We're gonna fucking kill you
-Come out, you cunt! -Open up!
-We're gonna fucking kill you. -Where are you, you fat fuck?
-Come out here right now, you fuck. -You gonna fucking die, Martin!
Where are you?
Martin!
Hey-o, Martin.
Come out, fatty.
You're gonna pay for this.
Piece of shit.
What the fuck?
I know you're there, fucker.
Fuck!
Martin!
What?
Don't talk back at me.
These boxes, back room.
Now!
You know that shit ain't intimidating, right?
It's fucking jarring, you know, why'd you do it?
Quit fucking staring at me, while you slurp on my fucking beer, man?
Fucking weird! Even saying that shit's fucking weird.
Quit being fucking weird!
Why do you swear so much?
What do you mean, why do I swear so much?
I swear because I fucking wanna swear.
I swear because it's what I've always done.
Now...
staring.
Now, that's rude.
That's what's fucking rude.
No, not swearing.
Everybody swears, it's human nature.
D'ya know what?
I bet you even the Queen says a good "fuck you" every now and again.
It's liberating is what it is. Liberating.
You think the Queen... says the F word?
"The F word"? What are you, like 5?
Come on, we don't have all day, move!
Hey, there's...
-There's a rat there. -What? Let me see.
There's no rat here.
Check again.
So that's £12 for the full English, £10 for the pancakes,
- and... - £3.25 for the drink.
Yeah, we know Mort, we come here every day.
You know, you have got to stop being so damn happy all the time, Mort.
You're going to hurt your face, all that smiling you're doing.
I'll pay cash.
Oh, you didn't have it in pennies?
It's just I reckon I can carry even more coins.
Life of the party.
Are you ready?
As ready as I'll ever be.
Ayo...
This place...
looks familiar.
We ever been here before?
What are you doing?
None... of your business.
You guys should keep these locked away better.
They are incredibly easy to access.
What?
Oi! Holy shit, hey!
What's your problem?
These are dangerous weapons.
Yeah, you probably shouldn't leave them in a dumpster then.
Don't talk back at me.
Move!
♪ I know we weren't perfect but never felt this way for no one ♪
Fuck!
Well isn't that adorable.
- Mort? - My name is not "Mort". It's Martin!
Wow, OK, Mort, calm down.
-Let's talk this out, yeah? -Nah, we will not talk anything out.
Not a thing. Not a fucking thing. Put your gun on the floor!
Fingertips...
slowly.
Kick it over.
Hey man, listen, please don't do this in front of the kid.
If you want to kill me, that's fine.
Please, not in front of her.
Fine. Let's go.
Hey, look.
It's gonna be alright, yeah, you're safe here.
Don't move.
Wait here for your brother, OK?
I'll be right back.
Hey...
it's going to be alright, yeah?
-I'll be back. You stay here and wait for your brother. -Let's go! Alright, move!
On your knees.
Come on, man. Not here, please. She can still see us.
Alright, move.
-Fucking hell, Mort! -On your knees.
Get down!
The fuck is that?
Nothing. That's nothing, man.
Now don't fuck with me. Alright, c'mon, move.
Who the fuck are they?
- It's complicated, man. - Enough!
Listen, Mort, these are bad people.
You do not want to fuck with them.
No, man. I'm going to rid the world of all you fucking criminals.
Let's get to it.
I agree, old man. Let's get to it!
Who the fuck are you?
It doesn't matter, old man, OK?
What matters is I'm going to kill every last one of you.
You will do no such thing.
-X? -Hey.
Where's my sister?
You've got the kid?
-She's safe in the carriage. -Go get her.
Nobody fucking move or I'll kill him, alright?
I don't give a shit what you do to him.
What if I shoot you?
You wouldn't dare.
I'll kill you both.
Listen to me, Martin. You don't want to do this.
Shut the fuck up!
Alright, you don't know me. You don't know what I want to do.
Give me the child. She's mine.
Don't you lay a finger on her.
Don't you fucking threaten me, boy!
I'll do with her whatever the fuck I want.
Is now a bad time?
-Let go of her! -Give me my sister.
How did you escape?
I have my ways.
They went for chicken, didn't they?
Enough.
Hand her over.
Yeah, about that.
This job got really fucking complicated.
I had to jump through hoops for you. My fare has gone up.
I'm not paying you a penny more.
Up to you. I want more money or I kill this kid.
No! Svetlana, please do something.
There's nothing I can do, X.
Yes, you can. You owe them.
I don't owe them shit.
Alex saved your life.
They saved your life!
Like hell they did.
They almost killed me.
They called Jonas and his men.
-They're the reason you're alive. -Shut your mouth, boy.
I should have killed you myself. You're the reason she almost died.
I saved her.
You!
Hand my granddaughter to me
right this fucking moment.
Look like there's only one way to solve this.
You...
shot me.
You lied to me.
You think they'll love you?
You're not their mother.
You're right.
She's dead.
I'll give her your best.
You won't find her where you're going.
What the fuck, Mort! Why did you do that?
My name is not "Mort", you piece of shit.
Rest in peace, Mort.
You shot him.
Glad you're OK.
Just.
It's just a scrape.
Thank you.
Don't mention it.
Where will you go?
I think I'll go away for a while.
I have some savings.
Barbados, maybe.
You?
I think I'll stay here.
They'll need help rebuilding it all.
Yeah.
I'll miss you, man.
Me too.
Good luck.
X, don't go!
Oh, hey, little one.
Hey, come here.
X, please don't go.
I have to. I need to get away.
Retire.
Sun on my face, drink in my hands.
No?
But I need you.
You, erm...
You don't need someone like me in your life.
No.
Now,
listen to your brother
and the serious lady, OK.
Be good.
For me.
I'll miss you.
Yeah...
me too.
Hey...
Go on.
Hey, X...
wait up.
I'm coming with you.