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Find my coin, McGraw.

The perpetrators will
be dealt with severely.

She's 19 years old.

She feels the whole
world's against her.

I've not seen her
for two days.

What are you really
doing here, Gal?

What, do you think I'm
going grass you up to filth,

tell them all the shit I know
Larry's been telling me?

I'm the one
that should be mad at you

for scheming behind
my back with him.

What was that for?
- Felt like it.

What the fuck
is going on here?

Rick, I got an offer
I can't resist.

These blokes, they don't
care about contracts.

Tell me about Freddie McGraw.

Bit of a hothead.

What are you
looking at, cunt?

The back of your head.

♪ It's a hard world ♪

♪ To get a break in ♪

♪ All the good things ♪

♪ Have been taken ♪

♪ But, girl, there are ways
to make certain things pay ♪

♪ Though I'm dressed
in these rags ♪

♪ I'll wear sable someday ♪

♪ Hear what I say ♪

Hello, Trish.

Gal Dove.

Treated me like a cunt...

holding on to this thing.

It's clear he's trying
to find out what it is.

I knew I'd seen
it somewhere before.

This is the Laotian
fighter statue.

Laos.
It's near Vietnam.

- Is it valuable, one of these?
- Yes.

It's very, very valuable.

Does he know?

He knows its history.

I don't think he knows
who it belongs to.

It's a national treasure
in Laos.

It was stolen
from the royal family.

27 people were killed in
the palace during the raid.

Maybe we miscalculated
with these boys.

If anything, I think
we underestimated them.

Hmm.

This thing has
a messy history, Gal.

Watch yourself.

Can't say I'd be doing
anything different

if I was in his shoes.

We could take them all out...

start again.

Roger wouldn't
like that, Ted.

I got a better idea.

Please.

Please.
I don't know anything.

What are we paying
you for, Inspector?

I brought him here.

I think I'll make you
my driver next week.

I've always wanted
a police escort.

Ah, Jesus Christ,
Mr. McGraw.

I swear to God,
I don't know anything.

- Who is he?
- Give us a name, Dave.

I swear, all I heard, that
nothing was taken but a coin.

- What do you reckon?
- Dave don't have much heart.

If he knew, he'd tell you.

Isn't that right, Dave?

How's your heart, George?

Because you're going
to find yourself

right under the same shoe.

I'm on it, Dominic.

As God is my witness, I'll turn
over every fucking stone.

Quiet down, Dave.

You been drinking?

Our business with Eaton--

our future's tied to him
for the time being.

Yeah, I get it, Dad, okay?
I get it.

I need you to take
a personal interest, Freddie,

son or no son.

There's room for
three under this shoe.

No, wait.

Wait.

I thought you gave
him it already.

No.
And I'm glad I didn't.

The more I find out about it,
the more I start to worry.

People have been looking for
this thing for three decades.

It's some serious shit.

- Oh, fuck.
- So what are you saying?

I'm saying that we're not
giving it to Ted,

not until we
find out what it's all about.

- You're losing your mind, Gal.
- Oh, maybe.

How long do you think
that's going to work--

not giving it to him?
- We're giving it to him.

We're giving it
to him right now.

He ain't going to stand for it.
Neither will my sister.

No, we're not.

Help me out here, Aitch.

You sure you know
what you're doing, Gal?

Look, people have
been killed over this.

This is bigger than we think,
much, much bigger.

We got hired to do a job.

We decided to do it.
We did it.

We didn't
actually all decide.

- Shut up!
- Oh, he's right.

Let's just give
it to him and move on.

Let's just think it
through for a moment, okay?

We rob a secure van
for just a coin.

Then we do the second job,
and there's nothing there--

by the statue,
a foreign statue.

If we want to move up, if we
want to be in the big-time,

then we've got to stop
letting them treat us

like baggage handlers.

If we're doing a job,
we need to know everything.

What do I tell Cecilia?

Tell her nothing.

And what if
you're wrong, Gal?

What then?

Well...

I guess I wind up like Larry.

They beat Tony to within
an inch of his life, okay?

He'll never walk again.
It was horrible.

They're animals,
these McGraws.

How could you have got
into business with them?

It's not like I
had a lot of choice.

It was the only way we could
keep us going,

plus their connections
with the police.

I mean, fuck.

Are they watching me?
Following me?

Look, I'm sorry, honey.
I just--

I'm scared.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

So what now?
What does this mean?

It means they want you to
keep making movies for them.

It's...
Jesus, Ricky.

Oi. Oi, Sidney,
what you fucking doing?

I won.
It's not paying out.

- Everything okay?
- Mm.

What are you doing?

Someone's been stealing
from us,

jamming our machines
with these fake maggies.

We have to discourage
this kind of behavior

in every way possible.

Right.

You know what
we're trying to do here?

- Mmm.
- We plan to expand.

This just for you,
even more me.

Are we still doing that?

- Yes, we are still doing that.
- Right, right.

But, uh, I thought
you wanted to slow down.

Just find out
who's responsible.

And you was always
the clever one, Gal.

And I thought
I was the funny one.

What, holding on to it?
Are you nuts?

Don's right.
You can't hold it forever.

Exactly.

Yeah, but Gal's right
and all.

Huh?

You got to know what the
fuck you're getting into.

Never take a job till
you know all the details.

Look, no one else--
well, as far as I hear--

is looking for it.

No police reports filed,
nothing from the insurance.

Someone is going to be
looking for this, all right?

It ain't that lawyer
from Levison Financial.

So, if we could
just at least find out

who we've stolen from.

All right,
I'll keep looking.

And you'd better and all,
because before long,

Teddy is going to
come collecting.

And he's going to take
a few organs with him.

Right.
I'll be right back.

Can you take a quick
look at this for me?

Don, we ain't got time
for this.

He can take a look.

Someone's been jamming
up the machines with them.

That looks like the work
of Eddie Bartlett.

Where can I find this cunt?

Thing is, it can't be Eddie.

He's doing three to five
in Parkhurst.

Parkhurst?

Yeah.

So, with Eddie out the way...

there's only one person
who I know would be this good.

How long is this
going to take?

Just sit tight.

But don't forget,
you owe me a favor.

Are you sure you know
what you're doing

with this statue thing?
- Yeah.

Um, right now we've got
all the leverage.

Once we let them have it,

they're not going
to have to answer anything.

All right, all right.

- Mrs. Bartlett.
- Who the fuck are you two?

Well, deary...

My name's Don Logan.

Does that ring a bell?
- No. Should it?

It very well should.

I've had my fair share
of bitch boys

suck the milk out of me,

and he's more my type
than you are.

- So give me a hint.
- All right.

This jog your memory?

Is this is what you
earn on Fleet Street,

giving reach-arounds?

Can you believe this muncher?

I don't know what
the fuck you two want,

but I would get out of here
before my husband comes home

and bends you over
the kitchen table.

What a mouth on this one.

Ah, fuck!

Fucking hit me!

Oh, he's a clever one.

Just--just relax.

You think we're going to
let you get away with this?

- Get the fuck off!
- Don, stop.

I know
your minger husband's away.

You've taken over his work,
haven't you, Mrs. Bartlett?

Okay, okay!
I'm sorry!

Don!

Don, I think she gets it.
Enough!

- My fucking eye!
- He's left me with nothing!

- I should kill you.
- Right, but she gets it, Don.

Right, you get it, right?

You're not going to
do it again, are you?

I'm never going
to do it again.

She's never going
to do it again, right?

She's been warned.
Now move.

Fucking muncher.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

He took me to a takeaway
place for a sit-down meal.

We were standing in line
half the night,

waiting for fish and chips.

I've had it with dating.

Though, Dad says he
has a nice young man

in the accounts department

that would be
a suitable match for me.

Kill me now.

oh, I've got to get
my own place.

You all right?

Yeah.

Yeah, of course.

Just, um...

some work stuff on my mind.

- I like the Orient.
- Only seats 100.

A more intimate,
classy affair

is always better than
a runaway drunken fest.

Next thing you know,
Gal and Marjorie

will be doing the YMCA
for their first dance.

Oh, Kath, no.

Don't go getting
all posh on me.

Well, whatever we pick,
I just hope the groom

goes through with it.

Mum, stop.
Dad.

I'm paying for this thing.
I've done enough.

Sorry, Maddie.
It's just been a long wait.

So has he mentioned
me at all...

Dad?

Nah.

We don't really talk
that much, though.

I only really see him at
the mandatory Sunday dinner.

- Still doing that?
- Mm-hmm.

Hey, why don't
you move in with me?

- What?
- Alan's away a lot.

Plus, he's got his
own place, anyway.

I've got a room.

I'd like the company.

And no crazy rules.

Well, how much is it?
- Nothing.

Stay for as long as
you want, rent-free.

Really?

It'll be like the old days.

Remember?

Gal, there's a foreman's
position opening up in Wapping.

There's two new
buildings going up.

It's a big responsibility.

It's a big salary.

You can afford a house
in no time.

Thanks, Keith.

Really, really, thanks, but
I'm really busy right now.

There's a big future
in this company.

And I need someone
to run it after me.

Well, that's
food for thought.

Thanks, yeah.
- Sleep on it.

Look, I know we haven't
always seen eye to eye.

I want you to be one
of my bridesmaids.

Do I have to wear one
of them purple dresses

like Tammy Boison's
bridesmaids?

Oh, Christ, what was that
crazy bitch thinking?

You know, if you ever want,

you can talk to me
about what's going on.

I won't say anything to Gal.

Has Gal mentioned
anything about Larry?

What? No.

Wait.
You and him?

- No.
- Just forget it.

Well, I guess Larry
left town with some slag.

I don't know.
Gal wouldn't say.

Well, maybe he doesn't know.

Does Gal know
you're this stupid?

He--he should know
before he marries you.

It was Eddie Bartlett's wife.

Took over while he's up
in Parkhurst.

Hmm.

Put a good scare in her.

She won't be around here again.

- A scare?
- Mm.

Oh, please don't tell me
she's still got

all her fucking teeth.

It ain't right
to hit a woman.

Who the fuck told you that?

Oh.

You took your girlfriend,
Gal, with you, didn't you?

Yeah, yeah,
but I was thinking--

Thinking.

Thinking, thinking, think--
always thinking.

I don't want her scared, Don.

I want her hurting, hurting
bad,

hurting like she's
been fucked by a freight train,

or every fucking mug this side
of the Thames

will have their hands
in our pockets,

thinking they can get
one over on a woman.

Right.
Go on upstairs.

I left you a pie.

Put a shirt on, Gal.
You're giving me an hard-on.

What's wrong with you?

Look like you seen a ghost.

Wake up wet, did you?

I think I know
why you're here.

Everyone's
a thinker these days.

All the thinking
you boys are doing,

be hard to convince
anyone that none of you

went to school
after the age of 13.

Is this about
Evelyn Bartlett?

It's about a lot
of things, Gal.

It's about family.

It's about not
interfering with kin.

What I came to say is,

I'd appreciate it if you
stopped trying to tame Don.

When I tell him to do
something, I want him to do it.

I want to do it exactly
the way I asked.

You can't have him going
about beating up women.

It's not right.

Some women deserve it.

You don't mind, do you?

It still don't make it right.

I just want Don
to follow instructions.

You used to take guidance well,
if I recall.

Remember how good you was
at following my instructions

that day under the circus pier
in Clacton?

Thanks to you, I still get
a little damp every time hear

"Entry of the Gladiators."

Oh, I'd like for Johnny boy
to find out about that,

all perky tits in there.

Stan tells me you
still haven't fulfilled

your end of the bargain.

So you've known
about that all along.

You think this is
the Wheel of Fortune?

You think you can just take
the dough and fuck off?

- It ain't like that.
- Like what?

We're the ones out there,
me and Don.

It's our asses on the line.

I'm the one who vouched
for you, you cunt,

so my ass is on the line.

And so is hers, too,
and everyone we know.

What about your brother, hmm?

You're not concerned?

I have another somewhere.

Malcy?

I'd rather Don be fed
to a pack of wild pigs

than soil my reputation.

You follow?

You and I both might be
better off without him.

But I'm guessing
you know that already.

Now, behave, do as you're told.

Give Teddy what
you're supposed to.

And remember
what I done for you.

Oh, and, um...

what you done to me.

Afternoon.

What do you want, Dowd?
I haven't done anything!

Someone is taking things
that don't belong to them.

I ain't got nothing for you.

No, no, no, nothing, mate.

Come on.
Leave me alone.

Sure.

Back the fuck up, sweetheart!

What the fuck is this about?

A couple of robberies
going down in the city,

on the Thames.

Ring any bells?

All I heard was the driver
was a magician at the wheel.

That's all.
That's all.

Ah!

You stupid fucking Paddy.

You gonna keep
them shoes on forever?

Oh, forever.
I'm never taking these off.

Thanks for buying them for me.

So my dad said he, uh,
put a job to you.

Yeah.

Okay, well, any thoughts?

Not really.

Foreman.

Is that what you want me
do for the rest of me life?

I mean, it's a lot of money,

and we can start looking
at houses right away.

Right. Let's just get
through the wedding.

Get through?

There's--
No, come on.

No, I didn't mean it like that.

What?

Are you sure
you want to do this?

Of course.

Hmm.

Would I have booked
that honeymoon in Bora Bora

if I weren't?

- Okay, you're right.
- Yeah?

- You're right.
- Mm.

Where's your, um,
mate Larry been?

- Larry?
- Yeah.

I just haven't seen
him around in a bit.

Well, he ain't my mate.
He's Aitch's.

Why?
- No reason.

I've just been working
on a guest list.

Well, he ain't invited.

Oh, I-I want to go
look at those dresses.

Can I?
- Yeah.

Yeah, yeah,
get whatever you want.

I'd like to go somewhere
far away, do some dancing.

I used to do a lot more.

Now I only pirouette
in the confines of Soho Square.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

Ahh.

Hey, mate.
See them two birds over there?

They're heading west.
Asked us to join.

Ahh. Uh...

- Gal?
- Mm?

What's on your mind?

Deedee.

You're still on about
that bird, are you?

I know. I'm crazy.
I'm crazy, Aitch.

- You are.
- Right, tell me I'm crazy.

I think maybe you should
slow down a bit, mate.

No more than one
or two more for him, all right?

Ted's outside, Gal.

Of course.

I hope you work out what's
going on in that head of yours,

because without you,
I really have no use for Don.

Not sure anybody does.

But I could find a use
for your sister.

Now get the fuck out of my car.

Hi.

Sorry.

I, uh--I came back
a day early to see you.

I feel really bad about what
happened the other night.

I love you.

We're talking about it.

It would just be
for a few months.

I think it's a great idea.

- You do?
- Yeah.

I hate you being here alone
when I'm on the road.

Yeah, I could use
the company.

You guys are always having
a laugh when she's here.

She's got to get
out of the house.

And she should have a bit
of fun before it's too late.

Absolutely.

I'm happy for you.

When I was in Leeds,
I was, um...

working out what we're doing,
business-wise.

Now...

please keep an open mind.

We make our own movies...

you and me,
right here or wherever.

Cutting-edge, independent--

the two of us,
us and a camera.

You want to be in them?

We've got
great chemistry, baby.

I mean, it's not
as simple as that.

It looks a lot
easier than it is.

You hate it.

No. No.

It's a great idea.

Just maybe...

Oh, just let me think
about it, yeah?

Yeah?
- Yeah.

♪ Tell me you love me ♪

♪ Stop driving me mad ♪

♪ 'Cause I need
your love so bad ♪

Bye, Aitch.

Let's do it again.

Whenever you girls are ready
for round two, I'll be here.

Oh.

Forget your knickers?

Oh.

What can I do for you,
Inspector Dowd?

Let me think.

Quicker there,
quicker, quicker, quicken it.

Better.
One more again.

Go on.

Okay, left now.

You need something?

That depends.

Dowd, this ain't necessary.

I'm on the up-and-up.

I hear there was some fancy
driving along the embankment

a few weeks back.

Now, not many people
can make that turn.

Oh, yeah, yeah,
I-I heard about that robbery.

I was in Brighton
with a lady friend.

No one goes
to Brighton anymore.

She has a friend
who has this boat.

- A boat?
- Mm.

- What kind of boat?
- I believe it was a schooner.

Word on the cobbles is,

you've been asking
about a missing statue.

Yeah, well, there's
a lot of stuff floating around

on the cobbles.

Yeah.

Some good, some not so good.

But you'd be surprised
with the quality of information

that's forthcoming

when it's pulled out
with a pair of pliers.

I'm going to go
for a little drive.

You want to come?

I'm not sure you have a choice.

Dowd?

Dowd?

Dowd, you cunt!

Don't you need
that arm to drive?

You fucking ass.

So you going to tell me,

or shall we take a drive
around the block?

Fuck you, Dowd!

Now, I hear
that East End boxers--

they're good out of the gate,

but they start to fade
in later rounds.

That's funny.

I hear the same
about public-school boys.

Your boy--

he'd be about what, 12 now?

I wonder how he'd do
in a detention center.

Maybe I should go
for his pockets

and find a little something.

Of course, the courts--

they're all backed up
at the minute with the IRA

and all the problems
in Peckham, so...

he might be sat up there
a while.

You motherless cunt.

I'm listening.

Yeah?

I've got a name for you.

Meet you in Bermondsey.

To be continued.

Oh, Gal.

Are you sure
it was the McGraws?

Mate, as sure as I know,
you're in way over your head.

All right.

Right, love you, mate.

- Dee.
- Mm-hmm?

There's someone here
to see you.

- Who is it?
- It's your sister.

Lin.

What happened?

It's--it's Dad.

What did he do?

He won't let me, Dee.

Won't let you what?

He said if I move in with
you, I'm dead to him, forever.

He said that?

I'm sorry.

He's never going to forgive.

You don't have to listen
to him, Lin.

I know.

I knew you'd say that.
I just need some time.

You've got to get
out of there.

- I know, I know. I will.
- If not now, when?

I have to go.

Does he even know
we hang out all the time?

I'll call you.

Action.

That's it, Sandy.
Give it the face.

♪ A person to talk to,
someone you care to love ♪

Dad's just using her.

He's trying to control Linda
because he can't control me.

Like you're enjoying it,

like it's the best fuck
you've ever had.

She's like a prisoner
in that house.

Come on!
Give it to me.

Hotter.

Jesus Christ!

Fuck this.

Go for it, you whore.
Go for it.

Harder, for fuck's sake!
- Deedee. Deedee.

- Push it.
- Don't do this.

Be a whore.

Go for it, you whore.
Come on.

♪ They'll hurt me bad,
they do it all the time ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, they do it
all the time ♪

- * Yeah, yeah ♪
- * They do it all the time ♪

- * Do it all the time ♪
- * They do it all the time ♪

♪ Do it all the time ♪

Tell the McGraws I'm out.

I'm the motherfucking star,
and don't you ever forget it.

Look at you
in your fucking leathers.

Well, I have
to give you credit, Dowd.

Here I was, all along,
thinking you as useful

as a cock-flavored lollipop.

Clearly, I was wrong.

I don't feel comfortable
not going to your dad.

Well...

Hopefully this...

will relieve that guilt.

Ah.

Enlighten me.

I'm not sure this name is
going to mean anything to you.

Well, I'm listening.

It's Teddy Bass.

What the fuck are
you doing in here?

Doesn't ring a bell.

There's not much on him.

I hear he likes the boys
as much as the girls.

He's got Stan Higgins
running things for him.

At least that's what I hear.

But you know Stan.
- Hmm.

- He's cagey.
- Yeah.

Yeah, cagey, yeah.

Tell your dad, yeah?

Well, you've earned yourself
a cup of tea, Dowd.

- Hmm.
- Hmm.

I won't soon forget this.

You fuck.

Cecilia's upstairs
looking for you.

Thanks.

You looking for me?

W-what's this?

Look who's returned...

Mrs. Bartlett.

No, I ain't got no choice.

It's the only way I can survive
with Eddie away.

This is what happens when
you listen to that cunt Gal

instead of me.

I told you
to take care of this.

No.

This is how we handle
people thieving from us.

Which hand do you
like the best, Evelyn?

No, no, no, no, no!

No, please let me make it
up to you, please, please.

Which hand do you pleasure
yourself with

now your husband's banged up?

What?

Which hand do you diddle
yourself with?

Oh, no, please.
Please!

Which hand? Or both?

He left me
with nothing, nothing.

Tell me which hand,
or they're both going.

You'll be forced to fuck
yourself with an hook.

Please.

Which one?
Which one?

Right or left?

Right or left or both?
- No, no.

- Which hand?
- No.

Which one,
you thieving, lying cunt?

Answer me!

You--you saw
how I was living.

I ain't dining out at the Ritz.

Please.
- Right, that's it.

Do 'em both.
- No, okay, all right!

The right, the right!
- Do it.

Now.

Now!

Again!

Again!

Hello, Gal.

Expecting guests?

A few, yeah.

The McGraws among them?

I knew you were the smart one.

Tell me
what the fuck's going on.

What's really going on?
It's not about robberies.

It can't be just
about the McGraws.

It sure ain't about Cecilia.

Who we really working for?

Pack a suitcase.

Tomorrow you will have
all your answers.

Aah!

What took you so long?

♪ I've never known
a girl like you before ♪

Yeah, so our catchphrase,
"there's no bail."

Ready money, right?

Here's another catchphrase.

Oh, that's a frog.

Is that a frog?
Yeah, that's a frog.

Oh, without a doubt.

Frog in the hole?

T-toad, toad in the hole.

Yeah, yum, yum, yum.

♪ This old town's
changed so much ♪

♪ Don't feel that I belong ♪

♪ Too many protest singers ♪

♪ Not enough protest songs,
and now you've come along ♪

Hi.

♪ Yes, you've come along ♪

♪ And I never met
a girl like you before ♪

♪ It's all right ♪

Hi.

♪ It's all right,
yeah, it's all right ♪

♪ Yeah, it's all right,
yeah, it's all right ♪

♪ Yeah, it's all right,
yeah, it's all right ♪