All language subtitles for Snatch 02x08

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I'm a cop.

A cop?

I was undercover in
Ortega's organization

and I haven't come this far
to let you get in my way.

The mayor knows it was Vic
who tried to blow the vault.

Yeah, and he wants his head,
and he wants me to take it.

It's either Vic, or all of us.

I guess you've made your choice.

Well, look who we have here.

Victor Hill, as I live and breathe.

Hola.

Hola.

I seemed to have misplaced my phone.

It's good you came right over.

We've got no time to lose.

We should probably just
get straight to work.

It could take all night
to find that thing, right?

I always say work smarter, not harder.

Hmm.

It looks like I came to the right room.

But how will we keep
ourselves occupied all night,

now that your mystery's solved?

Well, I've got an idea.

Hmm.

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Morning.

Oh, morning.

Billy Ayers.

So to what do we owe this pleasure?

I was hungry.

I knew Charlie was making breakfast.

Mm, something smells good.

What you cooking, Charlie?

Oh, good ol' English breakfast.

Hmm. Reminds me of home.

Well, this is our home now.

If we've got any chance of staying here

we gotta make our move today.

I meet Tomas in one hour.

If all goes according to plan,

by this time tomorrow,
Mayor Ortega is gonna regret

the day he ever underestimated us.

I'll drink to that.

To the East London Locos.

To the Gold Bullion Banditos.

To getting away with it.

King gambas.

- Gambas.
- Finally here.

What's on the menu, boys?

Go on, Fanta, tell her.

Yeah, today's special, señora,
is scampi over linguini pasta

in a white wine and butter sauce,

just flecked with a touch of parsley.

- Perfecto.
- Perfecto.

Just listening to him say it,

my taste buds dance like a discotheque.

Who are you?

Ramiro Ramirez, at your service.

He's all right, Mrs. H. He's one of us.

Yeah.

If you say so.

Doing here so early, Mum?

Have you heard from Vic?

Is he okay?

Yeah, he's just texted me.

He's at a motel.

That's strange.

- What is?
- Well, he hates clams,

and he knows I'm not
cooking dinner for him

again any time soon.

Well, why aren't you
gonna be cooking for him?

No reason, it doesn't matter.

Mum?

Albert...

things aren't working out
well with your dad right now,

and I am...

I'm struggling to see a future for us.

After all these years, it
seems that he's forgotten

I exist and...

I am standing in front of him
screaming for him to see me and...

Albert, I need more.

I... I know that now. I...

I just need more.

Mum...

do you remember when Blanco
was holding you hostage?

Dad lost his mind with worry.

Okay?

I've never seen him like
that. He looked scared.

You gotta know he loves
you above everyone else.

I don't know, maybe all this madness

that he creates is his
way of trying to make up

for all the shit that he's
put you through. I don't know.

You know what, maybe...

just maybe, you've been
trying to change him

a bit too much as well.

At the end of the
day, he always has been

and always will be Vic Hill.

Come here.

I love you.

Look at that, king gambas.

You get those bits from Manny?

Yeah, they're in the office.

Come on, then, we've got work to do.

Now, if you take that gun, you
better be prepared to use it.

Oh, well, then I'll make
sure I apply my lipstick

before I shoot it then, shall I?

It's a shame Vic won't
be in on the action.

It's like the birthday
boy missing his own party.

Yeah, well, Vic's present

was not getting whacked by the mayor

and I wrapped that myself.

Let's get this done. We'll
have nice story to tell him

when he comes back from the dead.

Take a minute to come
to your senses, Mr. Hill.

This chloroform kicks like a mule.

Who the fuck are you?

My name is William Picket,

but more vital to our
purposes here is not who,

but what I am.

I know what you are.

A long streak of piss.

How very true to form,

and I'm very glad for it too, really.

I would have hate to
have come all this way

and gone to all this trouble

to have Vic Hill fail
to meet my expectations.

What do you want with me?

Let's put you back to sleep
for a little longer, shall we?

I have a few things to
organize before our journey.

What journey?

Don't you fucking...

And there you go.

Good boy.

You don't like clams.

Something's not right.

Well, here I am.

- What now?
- Looks like you're in the circle of trust.

We have an important job for you.

- What's the job?
- Patience, Albert.

All will be revealed.

Now, your phone.

Hand it over.

You want my phone?

Well, let's get on with it then.

Get in your car. Follow us.

What a prick.

Okay, boys and girls, we're on the move.

Right, let's get you started, come on.

Right behind you.

Keep your distance.

We don't want to spoil the surprise.

Okay, this must be the place. Stand by.

Locked and loaded.

Ready and waiting.

Which one is it, Federico?

The one right behind me.

The diamonds? Where are they?

Locked in the safe. The
office on the second floor.

Are we stealing diamonds?

You're stealing diamonds.

Mayor Ortega seems to think

you're well qualified
for this particular job.

We'll find out.

The combination to the safe?

There's also a key,

which hangs on the neck
of the guard downstairs.

Federico will bring us in the front.

We're new on the crew and
he's giving us the tour,

which will cover you as
you break in from the rear.

Get to the office and take the stones.

The Hills are famous robbers, no?

Just do what you do best.

Okay, let's go.

They're on the move. It's going down.

Huh?

Well, fuck me.

Gunshots.

- Gunshots?
- Shit.

Now my work is done.

My remaining five million.

Of course, Federico.

Jesus Christ.

I'll drop you first.

You didn't think I'd give you a gun

with bullets in it, did you?

On behalf of the mayor, let
me extend our sincere thanks.

And don't worry, we're
not gonna kill you.

We have something far
more interesting planned.

Okay, it looks like
he's got the diamonds.

Get ready to move out.

We need Albert.

We need to follow the diamonds.

Get up.

Let's go.

You were the one the
boys got to book the motel

for Señor Vic, weren't you, Fanta?

Si, Señora Lily. Did I do wrong?

No, no, no, of course not.

You look nervous, are you nervous?

You don't need to be.
Just tell me where he is.

Albert said not to tell to anyone.

Well, you don't think
he meant me too, do you?

I'm Señor Vic's wife.

Now tell me where my husband is.

He's at Mariposa Hotel, room number six.

How do I get there?

I know the way.

I'd be happy to escort you, señora.

You can take my Vespino.

Any word from Albert?

No, not yet.

Mate, he should have caught up by now.

We're gonna lose our chance, Charlie.

Just stick to the plan,
okay? Albert will catch up.

Where are you taking me?

You'll find out soon enough.

Wake up, Mr. Hill.

Time to leave sunny Spain.

Leave Spain and go where?

You're going home, Mr. Hill.

- Home?
- Oh.

In all the excitement, I didn't
properly introduce myself.

Officer William Picket

of the International
Criminal Police Organization.

You're Interpol?

Proudly.

And I've been assigned to bring you home

and put you neatly back in
prison for a very long time.

You're a long way from home, son.

Yet, I have very good
friends here in San Toledo.

Don't you do it. Don't you dare...

Shh. Shh. Shh.

Are you gonna hear me out?

I think I heard everything
I needed to hear.

You gotta know no one meant
for your dad to get hurt.

I guess there's a big difference

between what you want and
what you actually get, huh?

Look, you can hate me all you like.

Snake Eyes means business.

I don't need you
looking out for me, okay?

Go away.

We're running out of time, Charlie.

We go now, Charlie, before
we run out of road, mate.

We need to hit him now.

The plan was to use
four cars to box him in.

We don't have four cars.

Just stick to the plan.

Damn it, Albert, where are you?

Vic, it's Lily!

Open the door!

Stand aside, Señora Hill.

I will get us in.

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- Fuck!
- Get out of the way, Ramiro.

Vic?

Ugh.

Good night liquid.

Ugh.

Chloroform.

Shit.

Tomas has exited the vehicle.

He's walking inside with the diamonds.

Await further instruction.

Looks like we missed our chance.

Shit.

Come on. Move.

Move.

I told you we should have
hit him on the way in.

Think, Charlie, think.

Sit.

You got a singing voice not
even a mother could like.

Oh, Mr. Hill, you've woken
up in time to enjoy the drive.

Throwing the net around Victor Hill

will put quite a pretty
feather on your cap, Lil' Willy.

Oh, come now.

You really think I was
gonna come all the way here

and leave without Mrs. Hill, too?

Leave her out of it.

I'm more than enough
to earn your accolades.

Are you gonna beg now?

Because that would be so pedestrian.

I first met Ortega years ago

on a drug trafficking task force.

And the day you fled
London with all that money,

he was my first call.

I've been chasing your
kind long enough to know

that you see southern Spain

as some sort of
gangster retirement plan.

So '80s, Victor.

Should've gone to Panama. Hmm.

Hello, Albert.

What is this? Why am I here?

It's over.

You lost.

What are you talking about? Lost what?

All of it.

Okay.

So you've been planning this ever since

Blanco got his hands
on my dad, haven't you?

Think bigger, Albert.

I've been planning this since I got word

the Hills left England on a
boat with 10 million euros.

And now that you served your purpose

and I am poised to seize control

of Garcia's hashish empire,

your parents will have
their heads mounted back

at the Interpol HQ in England.

And your friends will be
buried without a funeral,

but I've got other
plans for you, Albert.

You see, I'm cleaning house
across the board today.

Garcia, the Hill gang,

and that lovely
interloper out for revenge

for her dear departed daddy.

You really think I'll let
you get away with this? Yeah?

You'll never catch us all.

- Never.
- Interpol already has your father

and I have you.

Now I know just where to find

the rest of your friends.

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It's a shame.

You had talent.

Goodbye, Albert.

Who do you think would want to
take your husband, Señora Hill?

The list isn't short, Ramiro.

Vic has a way of...

attracting unwanted attention.

- Who is this?
- Never mind who I am.

I imagine you're far more
curious about your husband.

Right, Lily?

Where is he?

As luck would have it, I'm
staring at him as we speak.

Is he okay?

For now, but I can't
promise he'll stay that way,

unless you're willing to join us.

You have something
to say about all this?

You leave my wife out of it.

She's a civilian.

No, Lily stopped being a civilian

the moment she met you.

Her life was over the
moment you touched her,

same as the others.

In the end, they're all gonna go down

because of you, Mr. Hill.

To the address the nasty man gave us?

No, it's a trap.

We're gonna make a stop first.

A stop? Where?

The marina.

I need to see a man about a gun.

Adelante.

Still no word from Albert.

Well, we're gonna kick the doors down

and take the diamonds without him.

No, no, no. We didn't plan
to storm the stash house.

We don't know what's behind
that door, do we, Hate 'Em?

Well, let's go and find out.

Albert would know what to do.

Look, I don't know
where Albert is, okay?

Or what happened to him.

But I do know there's a fortune in there

waiting for us to take it.

Yeah, there is.

Now...

I'm gonna go in there

and I'm gonna walk back
out with those diamonds.

Now who's with me?

Yes.

Let's go, Charlie boy.

Fuck it.

- Who lives here?
- A friend.

A friend with a gun?

Hello, Lily.

- Clarence.
- I'm Ramiro Ramirez.

Not now Ramiro, please.

Clarence, I know we've
really only just met,

but, um...

I spent most of my life
around a certain kind of a man

and after a while one gets
to recognizing the type.

I suspect you do.

My real name is Lily Hill.

My husband's name is Vic Hill

and he is a fugitive here on
the lam on the Costa del Sol.

Somebody's kidnapped
him and I need your help.

Shit. They're there. They're there.

Fuck, 'cause they know we was here.

We're trapped, Charlie.

Don't look at me,
mate. I'm a number two.

You're running this show now.

Oh, I am?

Yeah.

Oh, okay. Yeah.

Yeah, I am.

Right.

We just need some
reinforcements, all right?

Good thinking.

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- Shit.

Have you ever choked someone, Albert?

It's very special.

Very intimate.

I'll be back for you.

Don't go anywhere.

It's gonna be a long day, Albert.

Oh.

Uno momento.

Uno no puede cagar en paz.

_

Listen, I'm not sitting on a
toilet waiting to get whacked.

I say we go out there

and give them pansies everything we got.

This place is swarming.

We walk out that door,
we won't make it two feet.

Wait.

Help is on its way.

We're here.

Looks very ominous.

If I may, I have an idea
of how to handle this.

I must say, Lily, your
pictures don't do you justice.

Who are you?

My name is William Picket of Interpol

and you are under arrest
for aiding and abetting

one Victor Hill.

I've been assigned to
bring you and your husband

back to the UK to face criminal charges.

Once night falls, a helicopter
will arrive in this field,

provided by Mayor Ortega,

and we will be on our
way, you naughty kids.

Albert?

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No!

You okay?

Albert.

- I'm okay. I'm okay.
- Yeah.

This time it wasn't my fault.

It's okay, love. I know that.

Looks like the game's really up.

Not quite.

I might have brought
a couple of friends.

What's happening?

Ortega knows who you are.

All right? He knows you're a cop.

Oh, shit.

Listen to me. We need to run.

Okay? Right now. I don't know
where, just out of San Toledo.

Ortega's coming for us all.

Okay.

I know a place we can go, all of us,

but we have to pick
someone up along the way.

- So let's go.
- Let's go.

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Get ready.

It's about to jump off.

About time.

Pizza domicilio.

Quien cono ha pedido pizza?

The Hill gang, puta!

Now, where are those diamonds?

Your friends planning on making
an appearance any time soon?

I'd say right about now.

My name is William Picket,
and I'm an Interpol officer,

and I'm protected by the full force

of international law

My name's Clarence Perry,
and I don't give a shit.

I knew there was something
about that guy I liked.

Lil, can I just say something

whilst we're tied up
and you can't run off?

I've been a complete fool, love.

I thought I was being supportive

but I've just been
stubborn and-and selfish.

I can't see a life without you.

You're my life raft in the storm.

Please don't leave me.

It's not just been
about you, Vic. It's...

Well, it has actually, mostly.

But it's taken me this
long to realize what I want.

I thought that I wanted you to retire

and live the quiet life with
me, but it's the opposite.

I don't wanna take Spanish classes

and... and cooking lessons.

I wanna rob banks with you.

I do, Vic. I wanna rob banks with you.

If I wasn't tied up right now, oh, ho!

Hello, Vic.

If you'll uncuff me, It'd be
my honor to shake your hand.

I think this is our cue to leave.

I'll drive.

I'll take over from here, Clarence.

I'm sure you will, Vic.

Thank you.

You're a good friend.

Pleasure's all mine, Lily.

Over there.

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What the hell are you
doing bringing him here?

We are blown. Ortega
just tried to kill me.

What do you mean, "We are blown"?

- Was it him?
- No.

He saved my life.

Listen, we need to lay low.

Can we use your place out of town?

Yes, of course.

Let's go. I've got
the car in the garage.

Yeah, it's not just us.

My family and friends come too.

You are not in any position
to be making demands.

I'm not making demands.
I'm telling you how it is.

What do you want to do?

We'll take them all.

Go, go!

It's too dangerous to
stay in San Toledo now.

We need to blow town.

We'll get Hate 'Em and the kids

and we'll leave this shithole
in our rear view tonight.

And what about me?

I can't stay in San Toledo

that now I'm a criminal fugitive.

You can come too, Ramiro.

Give me your phone.

Albert, where are you?

Mum, we've got a problem.

What's happened?

Listen, I haven't got time to explain.

Call everyone and come and meet us.

I'm gonna send you a location.

We can't go back to the Bunker Bar.

Yeah, not now, we stuck it to Ortega.

I've had a call from Albert.

- Where the hell is he?
- Never mind about that.

We've got to get out of town now.

I've got an address for you to get to.

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