- This is like the old days. - Old school job.
- Smash and grab and gone. - Good.
We robbing your fucking father-in-law?
Bloody hell.
Is that a diamond?
The Eye of Bombay.
One more push.
I need you to nick that diamond now.
Blasting from one basement to another sounds noisy.
So we'll do it on the Fifth of November.
Bonfire Night.
[tense music]
I heard there was a bit of bother at your stag.
It was nothing that I need to worry about it.
No, Ted. We're good.
- I'm sorry. - For what?
For fucking him?
For pissing on years and years of me and him?
You're a fucking porn star, Deedee!
You'll never be anything other than that, ever!
You're fucking stained!
That ain't your boss.
One day, you'll be the boss of this whole place.
You're like a tumor that has been growing on me
since we was kids!
You're a cancer, Doug!
A big, fucking malignant one!
- Again! - [screams]
- Again! - [grunts]
I need to know exactly what you said to her last night.
Nothing that's not true, Gal.
My whole business is going down the fucking toilet!
And you know!
Let me know if you find a buyer.
- [shouting] - Come on, just--
[groans] - Stop it!
♪ ♪
[dramatic orchestral music]
♪ ♪
[glass shatters, dog barking]
♪ ♪
[operatic singing on radio]
[banging on door]
[indistinct chatter]
Just smile and get through it.
- Mm. - Don't ask names.
Don't ask anything.
The honorable members don't take kindly to it.
Nah, I'm cool, man.
Kind of excited.
We'll give you something to dull you a bit.
Mm. Tasty.
♪ ♪
[whispers] Think of the money.
[chuckles] Oh.
You fucking tart, Teddy. [chuckles]
And you must be Daniel.
♪ ♪
Now, well...
enjoy the party.
♪ ♪
He's 21.
And I'm Margaret Thatcher.
Well, you were so far up her arse
when you were in her shadow cabinet,
you might as well have been.
[chuckles] Cheeky boy.
[moaning]
♪ ♪
[chuckles]
♪ ♪
Ooh.
Mm. [smooches]
[chuckles]
[moaning]
♪ ♪
[moaning continuing]
[ominous music]
[muffled gasping]
He's suffocating!
Ah. Henry Coulson is in there.
Sir Anthony Jones.
The power in that circle of fucks
will keep your dick hard forever, Teddy,
so I would suggest you keep your counsel, dear boy.
[chuckles softly]
You may feel the warmth... [moaning continuing]
But you'll never truly get close to the fire.
Ever.
[muffled gasping]
You need the blood, darling.
[ominous energetic music]
♪ ♪
[INXS' "Devil Inside"]
[fireworks popping]
I love Bonfire Night.
Do you imagine if he hadn't got caught, old Guy Fawkes?
Him and his mates underneath Parliament
with all those kegs of gunpowder,
bits of MPs and lords
flying through the air.
[smooches] And arms, heads.
[chuckles]
♪ ♪
[softly] Yeah.
What a show that would have been.
♪ ♪
Here's to Guy.
[The Kinks' "Nothin' in the World
Can Stop Me Worryin' 'Bout That Girl"]
♪ ♪
♪ Met a girl, fell in love ♪
♪ Glad as I can be ♪
[mechanical grinding]
[indistinct chatter]
♪ Met a girl, fell in love ♪
♪ Glad as I can be ♪
♪ ♪
♪ But I think all the time ♪
♪ Is she true to me? ♪
♪ ♪
♪ 'Cause there is nothing in this world ♪
♪ To stop me worryin' 'bout that girl ♪
I think you understand
how useful I could be for you.
♪ ♪
No, no, I will not work for Freddie.
♪ I found out I was wrong ♪
I need you to guarantee my safety.
We'll work something out.
♪ I found out I was wrong ♪
♪ She just kept on lying ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Now she tries to tell the truth ♪
♪ And I just can't believe ♪
You all right?
♪ 'Cause there's nothin' in this world ♪
♪ To stop me worryin' bout that girl ♪
[groaning]
♪ Tell me who can I turn to ♪
♪ Just who can I believe? ♪
[indistinct chatter]
♪ I try to put her out of my mind ♪
♪ She'll only cause me grief ♪
♪ ♪
♪ But I love that girl, whatever she's done ♪
♪ You know, it hurts me deeply ♪
♪ 'Cause there's nothin' in this world ♪
♪ To stop me worryin' 'bout that girl ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I know, she's been with other fellas ♪
♪ Why does she keep on lyin'? ♪
♪ ♪
♪ It hurts me so when she says nothin' ♪
♪ I really feel like dying ♪
[grunting]
[grunts]
♪ I ache inside every time I think ♪
♪ "I know it's just my pride" ♪
[grunts]
♪ 'Cause there's nothing in this world ♪
♪ To stop me worryin' 'bout that girl ♪
♪ ♪
♪ 'Cause there's nothin' in this world ♪
♪ ♪
♪ To stop me worryin' 'bout that girl ♪
- Yo! - [softly] Fuck.
- What are you doing? - [panting]
Are you all right?
Yeah. [panting]
[suspenseful music]
You boys want to have a little bit of fun?
[chuckles]
[panting]
Let's go.
♪ ♪
What the fuck?
♪ ♪
Where are we going, Freddie?
The king is dead.
♪ ♪
Long live the king.
Right, that's all we got.
♪ ♪
Hello, darling.
Torch the fucker.
No.
Can't risk doing the heat detectors.
Let me have a little tickle at her,
see if she likes it.
I'm gonna do it, Dutch.
Open my own studio.
For Ricky.
I refuse to be afraid of them.
♪ ♪
It's gonna be fucking great.
But you still can't use the name.
Yeah, but... [exhales deeply]
It was never about the name.
It was always me.
[tense music]
[fireworks popping]
♪ ♪
[drill whirring]
♪ ♪
[whirring stops]
Get the scope juiced.
[drill whirring]
♪ ♪
Scope.
[lock clicking]
♪ ♪
[labored breathing]
♪ ♪
[fireworks popping]
♪ ♪
[firework exploding close by]
Freddy, this is a very bad idea.
If you have nothing sensible to say, shut the fuck up.
[ominous music]
She sold his brand-new Jag for 50 quid.
[laughter]
[muffled gunfire and screaming]
[hammer clicks]
[screaming stops]
♪ ♪
[screaming]
[bartender screams]
♪ ♪
[shouts]
[energetic tense music]
♪ ♪
[gun clicks empty]
♪ ♪
[groans]
The bar's shut, I'm afraid.
Everybody out!
♪ ♪
Do you know what makes me hard?
And I mean, like, granite fucking hard.
♪ ♪
It's the idea of keeping you alive.
And squeezing you into that coffin...
with your dear, old daddy...
and then hearing you scream as we screw down the lid...
and shove you in the furnace.
♪ ♪
And I mean, like, fucking...
rock hard.
♪ ♪
[grunting, groaning]
[gurgling]
♪ ♪
Mind you...
I'm getting a little bit chubby
at the thought of just blowing your face up.
[gasping]
- However... - [gulps]
[panting]
I'm gonna find a use for you, Freddie McGraw.
♪ ♪
So...
off, you fuck.
Little orphan boy.
♪ ♪
And I will come and find you when I need you.
♪ ♪
[clicking]
Be a good girl now.
[clank]
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
What the fuck, Gal?
- Jesus, Gal. - I know, all right?
I know. Tommy, go.
- What? - Tommy, don't argue with me.
Go. - I'm not fucking leaving.
- Tommy, move! - Fucking go!
- Now! - Fuck's sake!
♪ ♪
Don?
Gal.
♪ ♪
[alarm blaring]
[clock ticking]
Alarm. Code red. [speaking indistinctly]
♪ ♪
Sir, sir, can you go check the bedrooms?
♪ ♪
[heart pounding]
It's gotta be done, Gal.
You've broken my heart.
♪ ♪
I'd like to go somewhere far away.
Yeah, that'd be nice.
Sunny...
live a full life, do some dancing.
Is that it?
[shouting] Is that it?
[alarm blaring] Yes? Let's go! Go, Gal!
Move, move, move! [alarm blaring]
♪ ♪
Oh...[grunting]
[thud]
Gal?
♪ ♪
[coughing]
Gal?
♪ ♪
Fuck.
Fucking hell, Gal.
Gal?
Shit. Fuck.
♪ ♪
Gal! - [groaning]
Put your hand there, pressure.
- Fuck! - Pressure.
Gal-- [indistinct chatter]
[soft suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
We're not just gonna leave them in there, are we?
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[alarm blaring]
♪ ♪
Fuck.
Paul!
♪ ♪
[softly] Gal, let's move.
Let's move.
[whispering indistinctly]
Now, now.
♪ ♪
Wait. That way--now this way. This way.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
[indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
- You good? - Yeah.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Fuck.
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter]
[alarm blaring]
[indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
[Gal panting]
Gal.
You're bleeding on the carpet.
They can afford it. [groans]
Fuck. What now?
We can't go outside.
It's crawling with security. Can't go back down there.
♪ ♪
We're fucked. [music stops]
[alarm blaring]
Mace, the police will be here soon.
Hey. What the fuck?
Listen.
Go hard or go fucking home.
[laughing]
[both laughing]
[beeping] - Go.
[beeping]
♪ ♪
[booming]
[alarm blaring]
♪ ♪
Fucking hell.
That should give 'em half a chance.
♪ ♪
[whispers] Come on.
Up, up, up. Come on, Gal, up.
♪ ♪
Come! There's been an explosion!
Everybody out! Quickly, please! This way, this way! Come on!
[indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
Right.
Gal, Gal.
- Yeah. - You're all right.
Let's go. Come on, come on.
Come on, come on.
[alarm blaring, dog barking]
♪ ♪
Come on, mate. Come on, mate.
[Gal groans] Run, run, run, run, run.
[siren wailing]
♪ ♪
Come on, come on, come on.
[tires screech] Fuck!
[siren wailing]
Aitch. Oh, my God.
We're saved. Come on, come on, come on.
[Sam Cooke's "You're Always on My Mind"]
[soft music]
♪ ♪
♪ You're always on my mind ♪
♪ Instilled in my heart ♪
♪ You're always on my mind ♪
♪ Although we are apart ♪
♪ You're always, you're always ♪
♪ Always on my mind ♪
♪ ♪
♪ And baby ♪
♪ The reason why I know ♪
♪ I can't forget your face ♪
♪ 'Cause everywhere I go ♪
♪ I see you every place ♪
[knocking on door]
♪ You're always, you're always ♪
♪ Always on my mind ♪
You're Gal's mum.
How do you know?
Because you're exactly as he described you.
Um, I've got, uh, Earl Grey,
chamomile, builder's.
Not what you were expecting?
I wasn't expecting nothing.
I don't want tea.
I just want to say my piece and then I'll go.
He has a fiancée that's in pieces.
It's not just about her.
It's two families.
Two big families.
The church, the reception, all of it.
And it's not just the wedding.
It's his future, their future.
Please have some tea.
[soft music]
I can see why his head was turned.
I imagine you get this all the time.
♪ ♪
What do you mean?
Well, a woman like you who does the things you do,
you could have anyone you want.
Exactly the opposite.
Well, whatever.
But a boy like my Gal...
he's easily taken in.
You think that's what I did?
I don't know what you did.
He is getting married.
And that is a big step,
so of course he's gonna get cold feet.
♪ ♪
Leave him be.
Please.
♪ ♪
Whatever this is between Gal and me...
it is something.
And he knows that. - Maybe.
But tell me this.
If he wasn't engaged,
if he didn't have the idea of being with one woman
for the rest of his life in his head,
if he wasn't in that place,
do you think it would be the same?
♪ ♪
For everyone's sake, think about it.
♪ ♪
- How's Gal doing? - Dunno.
[Eddie Floyd's "I've Never Found A Girl"]
♪ Ain't no love ♪
You might want to take it easy.
Might I?
♪ Like my baby's love ♪
[sniffles]
The bitch came looking for him.
♪ ♪
Got me instead.
[scoffs]
I looked at her...[sniffles]
And I felt like...
fucking dog shit.
Don't.
She's in love with him, Annie.
You don't know that.
[softly] I do.
[sniffles]
♪ Ain't no man, ain't no man ♪
Did you hear my dad's place got done over?
What was taken?
[ominous music]
Ask Gal.
[scoffs] Don't think so, Marge.
♪ ♪
Really? [sniffles]
Since when have you been this naive?
Or this fucking loyal?
♪ ♪
[sniffles] I might go to the police.
♪ ♪
Tell them they might want to have a sniff around Gal
and his...
lap dog.
♪ ♪
You wouldn't do that.
Why not?
Hmm? [sniffles]
After the way he's treated me? No respect?
♪ ♪
To get that smug fucking grin
off these streets for a long time, I could.
You need to stop talking now.
You know, I know about Larry.
Filth just might want to ask Gal
a couple questions about that one, too.
You fucking dare, Marjorie.
You even go near the cop shop and I'll fucking kill you.
- [scoffs] - I'm serious.
You do that and things will not be good for you.
Do you hear me?
Do you fucking hear me?
♪ ♪
[breathing shakily]
♪ ♪
[coins clinking]
Figured you for dead.
We've done it.
Oh, yeah? All hail the conquering hero.
Yeah. I've never done anything like it.
It was fucking incredible.
Why are you swearing? I'm not swearing.
Sorry.
So what did Stan say?
Oh, I'm seeing him later. Gal got pretty cut up.
Oh, more good news. What happened?
Bleeding like a pig, he was.
Yeah?
Yeah. Marjorie stabbed him with a shoe or something.
[laughs]
Yeah, the tunnel fucked up it all.
Why are you swearing?
So when's the payoff?
Later, I said.
Don't think you're hanging around here all day.
Go and have a shower.
Well, go on.
You look... homeless.
♪ ♪
From what I hear, it's nothing short of a miracle.
♪ ♪
But I got it done. [lighter flicks]
They're good boys.
♪ ♪
So far, no one's reported anything missing.
Of course not.
What's Eaton gonna say?
Someone half-inched my stolen diamond?
- Has he called? - Oh, yeah.
Playing all aloof and in control.
But really, he's pissing his Savile Row pants.
[footsteps approaching]
♪ ♪
Fucking hell.
Thought we made a mess last night, Teddy.
But-- [glass shard snaps underfoot]
Jesus. What happened?
I had the McGraws over.
[glass crunching]
Crikey.
[upbeat big band music]
all: Hey!
Ooh.
♪ When love comes in ♪
- Yes! - Cheers, Stan.
♪ And takes you for a spin ♪
Thank you, sir.
♪ Ooh, la, la, la ♪
Nice one.
♪ C'est magnifique ♪
♪ When every night ♪
- All right. Fill me up. - Okay.
♪ Ooh, la, la, la ♪
♪ C'est magnifique ♪
Cheers. all: Cheers.
Job well done.
♪ Ooh, la, la, la ♪
♪ But it's so tragique ♪
Another case is it, Stan?
No, Don.
No, Don?
[ominous tones]
There's a hierarchy, Don.
♪ ♪
A--a what?
[tense music]
You'll get compensated.
Don't worry.
All due respect to that, Teddy, but, uh...
I hope you weren't thinking
like they do on that "Bullseye."
"Bullseye"?
Yeah, the game show. You know, with the darts.
They have proper, like, scum for contestants,
and if they win,
they have to take a fucking speedboat or something
back to their council estates.
Now, men like Gal and me have no need for a speedboat.
Yeah, my sister's expecting me to come home with cash.
Well, how about this?
How 'bout I take you to see the prize?
And if you don't like it, then I'll give you the money.
That a deal?
♪ ♪
Yeah, all right. Deal.
♪ ♪
Cheers.
♪ ♪
Gal, can I have a word?
Sure.
♪ ♪
Hide that.
♪ ♪
I know you like to play things cool.
But can I have my diamond now, please?
Oh, fuck.
Fucking hell. [sniffles and clears throat]
Yeah.
Sorry, Teddy.
[dramatic music]
Thank you, Gal.
♪ ♪
You impress me.
You really do.
♪ ♪
Are you sure about this? Gal and Don?
Yeah.
I didn't realize
I had to run every decision I make past you, Stan.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
Now, all these, they call them mixed use developments.
From Tobacco Dock all the way to Limehouse,
they're all ours.
When my great-great-grandmother and her fat-fingered sons
tried to sell off all the warehouses,
she'd have given them a proper clip.
[chuckles]
Never give up your territory.
♪ ♪
Anyway.
Yes, it was a shame about Chloe and me.
Yes, Arabella told me you'd parted ways.
Mm.
It's quite a coincidence,
them being university housemates.
It seems we also share an antique dealer.
- Do we, now? - Mm. So I hear.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
Teddy.
I want all of the McGraws' territory.
All the assets, all the business.
♪ ♪
Well, I suppose you would call this the...
the natural way of things.
You've certainly proved yourself a worthy usurper.
♪ ♪
[sighs]
♪ ♪
You would do well to remember
that all this is in my gift.
And for all you have taken,
you owe me now.
♪ ♪
[chuckles]
It's gonna be like Las Vegas around here
by the time you're done.
Or rather, it better fucking be.
[laughs]
[coins clinking, machines chiming]
[siren wailing]
- This right? - Yeah.
[inhales deeply]
Yeah, I know what you mean.
It's all a bit cloak-and-dagger, innit?
[clanking]
All right, boys.
What do you think we're getting?
I'm not the only one thinking bullet to the head, am I?
You gotta go sometime.
What the fuck is this?
I know this place.
It's the club I first met Deedee, roundabout here.
Do you remember?
Not really, no.
Boys.
What's going on?
This place is under new management.
We're expanding, and this is all part of it.
[box thuds]
So this is your club now, is it?
We're looking for some boys to run it.
Run it the right way.
[tense music]
Us?
It's yours.
None of the red tape. We'll deal with all that shit.
You can just relax and enjoy yourselves.
We'll close up for a few weeks,
give it a bit of a refurb, more high end.
Then we'll open with a bang and watch the money roll in.
This place is a cash cow,
and you boys are gonna be milking it.
[chuckles] Fucking hell.
Some place.
All the books are in there if you want to take a look.
Okay.
Why don't you have a wander around?
Get a little feel for the place?
♪ ♪
Right.
It's ready to be occupied at the end of the month.
North-facing light.
So what kind of business are you in?
We make movies.
We'd be looking to use it as a studio.
Oh, wow. [chuckles]
Got any parts for me?
[chuckles]
Maybe, if the price is right.
Oh. Let me see what I can do.
Okay, well, have a wander around
and come find me downstairs.
Thank you.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
Place is fucking huge. Yeah.
♪ ♪
We could rename it.
Don and Gal's.
No, that's a shit name.
We can make a proper go at this, though.
Proper go, Gal. - Working for Teddy?
Is that what we want? - It's not that.
They said it's our place, our gaff.
Just think we might as well get Bloco to give us
a few shifts pulling pints down at the Eagle.
What the fuck are you talking about?
This is the big time.
Three fucking lemons every spin.
Places like this fucking ejaculate money, Gal.
- All right. Maybe, maybe. - Maybe?
Definitely. Maybe? 100% nailed on, dead cert.
Bollocks maybe.
All this does is keep us in.
As partners.
Different story.
♪ ♪
I'm taking it.
♪ ♪
You sure?
This business is ready to fuck you at any moment.
They fuck with me, I fuck with them.
I've got to do this, Dutch.
Otherwise, it's all been for nothing.
♪ ♪
So?
You happy?
Yes. [clears throat]
It's much appreciated. The thought--it really is.
It's an amazing opportunity.
- Good. - Yeah. But...
it's, uh, it's a big decision.
All of a sudden like, so.
Ain't it, Don?
Oh, yeah. Big decision.
It is a big step up for you boys.
[chuckles]
Well, maybe give us a day to think about it.
♪ ♪
Don't take too long, though, eh?
Oh, we won't.
Don't you worry about that.
♪ ♪
[whistling]
What was you doing sneaking out earlier?
Wasn't sneaking. Just didn't see you.
Then how come I saw you?
[clattering] Did Stan pay up?
'Cause we've got them roulette tables to order.
Yeah.
Might have to introduce me to your architect-y fella.
Got a job for him.
Have you had a bang to the head?
How much did we get?
We got something better than money.
You sound like that cunt out of "Jack and the Beanstalk."
[laughs]
What are you talking about? What's better than money?
Do you know the Level Club in Soho?
- No. - Big place. Big.
Like, massive. Run by the McGraws.
Well--[snorting chuckle] Used to be.
And?
Well...
Teddy gave it to me and Gal.
What you on about?
Me and Gal are gonna run the Level nightclub.
We're gonna do what we like with it.
Our future.
[chuckling] Don't talk soft.
You ain't running no club.
- What? - You're working here.
No, Gal and I are gonna be partners.
[pen clattering] - Gal.
Fuck him.
I'm your blood.
I'm the one that's been looking after you
your whole piss-the-bed life.
Who do you think took care of Larry's brothers?
[tense music]
Me.
And I expect you to reciprocate.
You're the one who set us up with Teddy.
I know what the fuck I done!
I wanted to give you some confidence,
get some money to expand.
I didn't want him to fucking adopt you.
But the club will be a lot of money for us all, though!
Are you deaf?
I said you're running this place.
♪ ♪
You think I'm some kind of cunt?
- No. - Not this time, Don.
Not this fucking time. No.
♪ ♪
No, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Not this time! No fucking way!
No fucking way!
♪ ♪
[panting]
♪ ♪
[hand brushing fabric]
[sighing]
♪ ♪
[softly] Gal ain't your friend.
He'll leave you in the end.
I'm the one who cares about you.
And you owe me.
Huh?
You owe me.
♪ ♪
No.
[electronic chiming]
Stop it. Stop it.
[electronic chiming]
I won't.
- [screaming] Answer me! - I won't.
- Now! - [screams]
[softly] You will.
[screaming] Again!
I won't!
[clanking thud] Fuck.
[panting]
Hey.
You all right?
It's just an accident. Uh--
Hello?
Wake up.
Cecilia?
Hello.
Fuck.
Why did you go there? What was you thinking?
'Cause it's not just about you.
This affects everyone.
So what?
What would you rather?
That I marry Marjorie?
And be miserable my entire life?
But you're not.
[crying] You're not miserable with Marjorie.
Or if you are, you've done a damn good job
of hiding it all these years.
And you--you're gonna--
you're gonna throw it all away for that whore.
[tense music]
What did you call her?
You are destroying everything.
[sobbing]
You don't want me to be happy.
Is that it?
You don't know how to handle a woman like that.
You--she will chew you up and spit you out, son.
Trust me. - So I just, what?
Settle?
Just like everyone else around here?
[sobs]
♪ ♪
I need to go.
[sobbing]
♪ ♪
[soft music]
♪ ♪
Veronica!
[sizzling]
[screaming]
♪ ♪
[screaming continues]
Oh, my God! Help! [screaming]
Call an ambulance!
[screaming]
♪ ♪
You're not ready for the storm that will come
if you get involved with me.
♪ ♪
How you feeling?
Numb. Dunno.
Did you see who it was?
Any ideas?
State my life is in...
you ought to take your pick, eh?
Well, I'll find out.
All right? I'll sort it.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
I remember that night we walked around town.
♪ ♪
I think about that all the time.
♪ ♪
Me too.
♪ ♪
[sniffles] A few years, they said.
Skin grafts.
♪ ♪
Hey. Hey.
You're gonna get through this.
I know you will.
I had all these big plans for my company.
♪ ♪
Found a space and everything.
I could forget about the name, get a fresh start.
But with these scars...
I can't be in movies now.
♪ ♪
Once you're-- once you're better...
[softly] I'm gonna get you out of here.
I've been given a club.
And, uh, it's the club that we met in, actually,
and I'm gonna be running it.
Is that what you want?
I think it will get us by, and I will keep us going
till you're back on your feet.
And I think, actually, it's more than that
because it's a big business, it's a big opportunity.
And-- - You've got it all...
planned out?
I mean, what you're gonna do with me.
[sighing] No.
Listen, I'm just saying--
I don't want looking after, Gal.
Well, listen, we'd better not make
any of these big decisions right now.
Gal, stop. Stop.
We can't be together.
What?
Everything we touch
burns to the fucking ground.
So what?
[soft rock music]
Let it.
[The Rolling Stones'
"You Can't Always Get What You Want"]
I'd let the whole world burn for you.
♪ ♪
I don't want to be with you.
♪ I saw her today at the reception ♪
♪ ♪
♪ A glass of wine ♪
♪ In her hand ♪
I want you to go.
♪ I knew she was gonna meet her connection ♪
♪ At her feet was her footloose man ♪
God, just fucking go.
♪ You can't always get what you want ♪
Go!
♪ You can't always get what you want ♪
♪ But if you try sometimes ♪
♪ You'll might find you get what you need ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ ♪
♪ And I went down to the demonstration ♪
♪ To get my... ♪ - Sir.
♪ Fair share of abuse ♪
♪ Singing we're going to vent our frustration ♪
Roger, it's Teddy.
Teddy, my boy, you are surely the devil himself.
I could never have done it without all of your planning.
And your connections.
Can't wait to get back to my city.
Our city.
I can taste the steak and condoms on Regent Street.
Already booked me table.
Everything square with my passport, with Eaton,
all good to go?
Not exactly.
Oh, yeah? Why is that?
♪ You get what you need ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ ♪
All done.
I'll miss you.
♪ To the Chelsea drugstore ♪
♪ To get your...
[clears throat]
♪ Prescription filled ♪
Everything all right?
♪ I was standing in line with Mr. Jimmy ♪
Everything is tickety-boo.
♪ He looked pretty ill ♪
♪ We decided that we would have a soda ♪
Took a bit of convincing,
but Cecilia's right up for this club, Gal.
Yeah?
Well, tell her we changed our minds.
We ain't doing the club, Don.
No chance. Fuck that.
♪ You can't always get... ♪
And fuck Teddy Bass.
♪ You can't always get what you want ♪
[tense music]
♪ ♪
♪ Strangers in the night ♪
♪ Exchanging glances ♪
♪ Wondering in the night ♪
♪ What were the chances we'd be sharing love ♪
♪ Before the night was through ♪
♪ Something in your eyes was so inviting ♪
♪ Something in your smile was so exciting ♪
♪ Something in my heart ♪
♪ Told me I must have you ♪
♪ Strangers in the night ♪
♪ Two lonely people we were ♪
♪ Strangers in the night ♪
♪ Up to the moment ♪
♪ When we said our first hello ♪
♪ Little did we know ♪
♪ Love was just a glance away ♪
♪ A warm embracing dance away ♪
♪ ♪