Original subtitles

["Love$ick" by Mura Masa (feat. A$AP Rocky) playing]

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!

Did you see I caught it with my bare hands, man?

Well, your bare hands look like a blue net.

Yeah, my hand is the net.

Go on, look at it. Can you see it?

[Sully] Can you stop comin' to me?

-Don't you fuckin' dare. -[music stops]

I wanna show you what I'm gettin'. It's a crab.

[speaks indistinctly]

Come help me look for them, man.

Do you reckon we can get water snakes?

[Sully laughs]

You're such a doughnut.

I got another one. I got another one.

Look at it. It's all movin' and that.

-What you gonna do with it? -I'm gonna cook it.

What you gonna make?

I'm gonna make lobster.

It's a crab.

Ugh!

-Pick it up. -[chuckles]

Funny. Not picking. I'll touch it.

-Nah, nah, nah, nah. -Nah, pick it up.

Stop being a pussy, man. Pick it up.

I'm not a pussy, man, but these things are dangerous.

They're on Deadly 60. That means they can kill you.

[Jason] Allow it, fam.

-Allow what? -Dashin' the food.

These seagulls are bougie.

-They want the fish. -Can you stop it, please?

Jase, I always knew you were scared of birds.

Not like that. I'm not scared of 'em, I just don't like them, bro.

Not funny, fam.

I ain't never seen you with a bird, as it goes.

["Love$ick" resumes]

[Sully laughs]

[Jason] You think you're smart? You think that was smart?

♪ The weather cold ♪

♪ The weather so ♪

♪ Chill, Chilly Willy penguin Feather roll ♪

♪ Oh, they actin' up? ♪

♪ Get your weapon drawn ♪

♪ They only killin' time Another second gone… ♪

[man 1] All I'm sayin', £40 an hour…

-[man 2] Fucking bollocks to 'im. -[laughter]

-Hey, where you from? -Hey, don't even look over there.

-[man 3] Oi! Where you from? -What?

You foreign?

-Why you talkin' to him? -We're from Hackney.

-[man 3] What about your brown mate? -[men] Ooh!

[spits]

What you doin' 'ere?

We're on holiday, bruv.

Keep walkin'.

[men muttering]

You fucking don't ever listen!

[men chuckling]

Fuck!

Sorry, sweetheart.

I'll do it later, when you get back from your school trip.

-Dad. -Promise. Go on. Don't be late.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[ominous music playing]

This deposit ting,

Sugar didn't mention nothin' to me about no deposit when we talked.

Ain't no ting, cuz.

-So why didn't he mention it, then? -Don't even try and get into this, bruv.

I speak for Sugar. I ain't here to negotiate.

The food's comin' in tomorrow mornin'. Seven a.m. Blue Sky Industrial Estate.

If you're late, or you don't bring the 10K,

your cousin in Jamaica goes away.

Do you understand?

I hope what I'm saying's gettin' through to you.

[under breath] Fucking dickhead, man.

[chattering]

Safe.

You look like shit, fam.

Are you all right?

Course.

-Yesterday? -Yeah, I didn't take my meds.

Forget that.

Bruv, it looked like you was out cold, fam.

-Like you had a fit or sumtin'-- -Blud, I didn't take my meds one time.

It ain't happened before, it won't happen again.

-Do you still need that ten bags? -Yeah.

I got a name of some yout that's holding P's for some Muslim gang.

-Where? -Tower block. Bow.

Loads of CCTV. And he holds straps.

So if we wanna suck him, we gotta roll in there heavy.

Should I set it up?

Nah.

I'm gonna try sumtin' else first.

In a bit, bro.

-[Jamie] Yo. What you sayin'? -Yo, man.

How's uni? I hope you're not lettin' that girl distract you, you know.

Nah, man.

She's just as nerdy as me. In fact, nah, she's way smarter.

-Abby, innit? -Yeah, man.

She gets As in everything.

How's it goin' with her?

Yeah, it's calm, it's calm.

You using protection?

What?

What you don't want is for Abby to turn around and say, "Yo, look, Aaron,

I missed my reds."

Ay, yo, this is nasty, man.

It's not nasty, it's called parent. It's called being a good dad.

-[snorts] You ain't my dad, bruv. -Yes, I am.

-No, you're not. -Yes, I am.

No, you're not.

Listen, big man ting. See me, I'm your father, yeah?

I'm your mother. I'm your older brother. Do you understand?

-[sighs] -See, when you're grown up--

-Do you understand? -I'm 19.

It's not about the years you got. It's about the head you got.

You got a likkle boy's head, Aaron.

So when I ask you sumtin', yeah, you answer, innit?

-Are you usin' protection? -Yeah, man.

Why couldn't you just say that? That's all I wanted to know.

-'Cause it's private. -Bruv, not with me it's not.

Are you done?

Nah, one more question.

Are you satisfying that girl sexually?

Hey, what's wrong with you, man?

A man must never finish before a girl.

-You know that, innit? -[sighs]

-You're annoying me now. -I'm telling you for your own good.

You see, if you satisfy that girl sexually, yeah, she will never leave you.

Fam, have you stopped?

-I'm telling you, she will never leave-- -Have you stopped?

Yeah. [laughs]

What about you, anyway? What about your love life?

[chuckles softly]

That's a good question, man.

Wouldn't mind havin' a bit of fun, if I'm bein' honest.

It's out there, man. You just have to go get it.

You know what?

I'm gonna be your wingman, you know.

-You? -Yeah.

[laughs]

Why you laughing, fam?

[Jamie sighs] Oh!

-You're a wasteman. -Oh, man.

You know, bro, I mean it, though.

Me and Stef, we appreciate what you're doin',

what you gotta do out there, so…

We need to go out there, have some fun, innit?

Listen, don't worry about me, man.

Fuckin' joke.

[Jason] Hi.

[somber ambient music playing]

[sniffs]

[women murmuring]

[people chattering]

[cash register beeping]

Eight twenty-three.

[sighs]

Excuse me. Excuse me, miss.

What you got under your coat?

[speaking Arabic]

Well, she's an approved asylum seeker.

You would not believe the problems these people are causin' us.

They think they can just come in here and take whatever they want.

Do you know that you're gonna be deported?

Do you understand what I'm saying to you?

When they convict you, you're gonna be deported.

-What'd she take? -These.

You got a baby, Hediya?

You got a baby?

[speaking Arabic]

-Was that everything she took? -Well, she had some other bits,

but this was the stuff that she had hidden under her coat.

-So she paid for these? -What?

Nappies are five quid, six quid. Baby food's a couple of quid.

Yeah.

-So what's that, not even a tenner? -Yeah, it's about that, yeah.

-I've got a fiver. -Sorry, what's goin' on here?

[clears throat] Dean, she's a thief.

They've just caught her red-handed.

We need to take her in, go round her house, give it a spin.

-God knows what we're gonna find in there. -She took nappies and baby food.

Wait a minute. This woman was caught shopliftin',

and you're not going to arrest her?

-This is a joke. -Come on.

[female officer sighs]

Right. The items are paid for in full. Come on, miss, get your bags.

-I don't believe what I'm seeing 'ere! -Can you lower your voice, sir?

She'll be seriously reprimanded. She won't be back in here again.

Is this what I pay my taxes for?

[man] There's one just up the road. There's a garden, perfect for kids.

[woman] Can I view it?

[man] I should be able to make a few calls to see if I can do a viewing today.

[woman] That would be brilliant.

[man] Can I help you?

I'm looking for Chris Hill.

Is he expecting you?

Doubt it.

Uh, I'll take this one, George. Thank you.

What you sayin'?

[under breath] What the fuck are you doin' 'ere?

I've gotta talk to you.

-Is it Mum? -Nah.

I know this is out of the blue.

-I know you probably don't wanna see me-- -No, no, no. It's not probably.

Definitely. I definitely don't wanna see you.

Just give me ten minutes.

[Chris sighs]

Chris.

[kisses teeth]

This ain't right.

Bro.

Chris!

[kisses teeth]

Fuckin' shakin' your head, bruv. Where you takin' me, man?

Bro!

You look like shit.

Yeah, so everyone keeps tellin' me.

And you look good.

You know Natalie left me.

Yeah.

After those fuckers broke into our flat searchin' for you,

she said she was too scared to sleep there anymore.

I'm sorry, bro.

I am.

What the fuck do you want, Dushane?

-I need to borrow some money, bro. -[laughs] Yeah, there it is.

Bro, hear me out.

It's a loan.

Ten thousand.

Two days, three days at the most.

Fuck.

You really must be desperate if you're comin' to me for a handout.

-It's not a handout. -Yeah, you got some nerve, you know?

I'll give you that.

These guys, man…

I don't get them their money, they're gonna kill Donovan, bro.

-Donovan? -Yeah.

Okay.

Beg me.

What?

Well, if you need it that bad, as bad as you say you do…

beg.

Get on your fuckin' knees and beg me for that money.

I was fuckin' branded because of you, Dushane.

I've had five skin grafts, and I'm still in pain every minute of every fuckin' day!

And you're standin' there in front of me askin' me for money?

You're a joke!

-Fuck you. -No, fuck you, man!

Fuck you.

Fuck.

[kisses teeth]

[dialing]

-Yo. -[Dris] Wagwan?

That ting we talked about, set it up, yeah?

-You really wanna do this? -No, obviously, bro, I…

I don't wanna do it. Ain't got no choice, have I?

You know it ain't gonna be easy, bruv.

All right, bro. Cool.

[somber ambient music playing]

[groans]

-The fuck do you lot want? -Can you give us a hit?

-There ain't no food. -Oh, come on, man, please.

Listen to what I'm saying.

There ain't no fuckin' food on the road right now.

Not even just, like, a little bit of weed?

Everyone's always got weed.

We gave you the, you know, wink about the undercover copper, didn't we?

Go over there.

[man] Go there.

Are you sure?

A'ight, cool. Go on.

So what, you lot got P's, then?

No, but Dris said that you'd tick us for it.

-[Jaq] Bro? -[Dris] Tick 'em for it.

[Jaq kisses teeth]

[Jaq] Go on, then, fuck off.

[kisses teeth]

So, yo, you heard anythin' about the Fields, then?

What?

So one of the youngers was just tellin' me that her cousin lives over there, yeah?

Havin' a party in the yard.

-Mm? -Bro, they had bare food.

-Where'd they get it from? -I don't know, fam.

But someone's got food and we don't.

["Drugs On Tap" by Lloyd Luther playing]

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ A few mates, weed in a car ♪

♪ That's how it starts Peer pressure ♪

♪ Bored, so we smoke weed in the dark ♪

♪ Till we get munchies Sweet or a Mars ♪

♪ The youth club's shut like a door It's a circle, three-point-one-four ♪

♪ Go to a dealer Try and get drugs on a loan ♪

♪ Inhale and then sleep on floors ♪

♪ Dre said go get high ♪

♪ So if there's no sex like she's tight ♪

♪ Hide from pigs, sell on the shit ♪

♪ Or sit in a mate's And get high like a kite ♪

♪ It's IQ vaccination ♪

♪ But the TV Already leaves you brainless ♪

♪ And pharmacists don't wanna cure you ♪

♪ They make money Business ain't for you ♪

♪ Unless you're the boss They will never cure AIDS ♪

♪ I'm trying to gauge What Magic Johnson's paid ♪

♪ What are we swallowin' today? ♪

♪ I spit brave Them MC's are dead, John Wayne ♪

♪ I'm an MC's pain paracetamol ♪

♪ I make them suicidal, eat them all ♪

♪ Life ain't sweet at all ♪

♪ So we all drink ethanol ♪

♪ And take antidepressants ♪

♪ Like love, it's a bad dependence ♪

♪ Fiendin', the buzz stresses you Like a girl that's fake like a ride ♪

♪ The first high is great But wait ♪

♪ The drop's always bigger Than the high that you gain ♪

♪ Now you're addicted Trying to keep that high you made ♪

♪ The circle's made, it's a game And like the US ♪

♪ Soon there'll be no NHS ♪

♪ Imagine the cash the pharmacy gets ♪

♪ Never used to be Any prescription victims ♪

♪ But now a hypochondriac's stressed ♪

♪ Like OCD, there's big dealers ♪

♪ Goin' in hard like V for his penis ♪

♪ Sellin' E to believers Usin' fear like Jeepers Creepers ♪

♪ I'm parrin' your raps ♪

♪ Many say my bars Are hard like smack ♪

♪ Girls think they're bulimic ♪

♪ And we think that we ain't lean enough To get gash ♪

♪ So many take steroids ♪

♪ Slimmin' pills If you think that you're fat ♪

♪ Every month there's a new virus scam ♪

♪ So you take new pills Supply and demand ♪

♪ They create a demand Like sex or coffee… ♪

You see what's happenin' here, innit, Cornell?

I could kill you right now, you know that?

-Jamie, just-- -Shut the fuck up, man!

Man could finish you off right here with one fuckin' bullet.

I'm not gonna do that.

I'mma let you live.

Remember that.

Listen, show this to your people, innit?

When I talk, you lot listen.

[car engine starts]

[music stops]

Hello.

Uh, who are you?

You're supposed to say hello. It's polite.

Ah, sorry. Hello.

My name is Tish, and you're Dushane.

How do you know that?

You're Auntie Pat's son.

She has lots of pictures of you in her living room.

Okay. Is Auntie Pat in?

Tish, what you doin'?

Talking to Dushane.

Come in. Sorry.

Go and finish your homework.

Don't make no sense you havin' to knock every time you wanna come see your mum.

[Dushane chuckles]

If you're gonna be stickin' around.

Well, that's the plan.

Yesterday, what you saw…

that ain't me.

Just goin' through a little thing right now. Lost my head for a minute.

But it's not who I am.

Is everything all right?

It will be.

Thanks.

[Stef] That dog just looks fat to me, cuz.

[Ats] Nah, fam. That dog is pregnant, trust.

Belongs to a girl in maths club. She won't shut up about it.

You got any idea how much bulldog puppies go for online?

-Two grand. -No way!

That's an ugly-ass dog.

[Ats] We ain't never gonna get that.

'Cause we ain't got no paperwork or nothin'.

-But even if we just get 20 percent-- -You wanna steal it? Steal a dog?

It ain't stealin'. We're just gonna borrow her.

-No way. -Fam…

[Stef] You're mad.

[Ats] Watch the house, bruv.

Where you goin'?

Come back, man.

[dog growls and grumbles]

-[barking] -[man] Oi! Fuck off!

[dog continues barking]

Quick, man, let's go!

-[Jason] Who's a good boy? -[Faez] Hey.

-[Jason] Huh? -[Faez] Sammy!

-Sammy. [laughs] -Say "wagwan."

-Hey, Sammy. -Hello.

Bah-bah!

-[Faez chuckles] -[Jason] Hello!

-[Jason] Hand. -[Faez] Hand.

-[Jason] Spud? You don't want a spud? -[Faez] Bah-bah!

[speaking Arabic]

[speaking Arabic]

[Jason] What'd you say?

I said it smells very good, as usual.

What is it?

This is, uh, chickpea soup…

-[Jason] Mm? -[Faez] …with aubergine and pepper!

-Hey, where's Sammy? -[Jason] What you sayin', Sammy?

[Hediya speaking Arabic]

-Please. Enjoy. -Gimme some.

[Faez and Hediya speaking Arabic]

What the fuck you doin'?

They asked if we wanted to eat with them.

-[Sammy coos] -It's nice.

We don't eat with them, Jase.

-And put that baby down. -But, Sul--

Put the baby down.

[Faez] It's okay.

Yeah.

[speaking Arabic]

Listen, don't treat them like mates.

They're not your friends. They work for you, you know.

But it's shit, bruv. See Faez, yeah?

He was studyin' to be, like, a doctor or something back in his country.

Yeah, I hear that. But he's here now in this country.

He's takin' the money we're givin' him, nah?

True.

[Sully sighs]

Look, man, we're payin' 'em a lot of money to stay in this shithole.

That's more than anyone else is doin' for 'em.

Mm-hm.

[glass shatters]

-[Sammy crying] -[Faez yells] Hey! Hey!

Shh, shh, shh.

[Sammy continues crying]

[Faez] Shh, shh.

-Shh. Shh. -[Hediya speaking Arabic]

Man, what's this?

Every week, they do something like this.

We do nothing to them! We stay inside!

Faez.

Hey, Sul.

Now get this shit cleaned up. And cover that door with sumtin'.

-[Sammy continues crying] -[Faez] Shh.

[Ats] Mum?

Quick, bruv!

[door closes]

Bruv, it's my only clean uniform.

Just gotta stick it all in, man.

-[Ats] How do you make it go? -I know.

You sure that's right?

[Stef] That's what Jamie does.

Washing machines all work the same.

Right, that's enough.

[beeps, whirs]

Fam, let's not steal another dog.

Where's your mum?

She's meetin' some lawyer this afternoon.

What, about the immigration?

She's really sad, man, like all the time.

I don't know what to do.

-[loud rattling] -Shit!

Turn it off!

-Kick it. -Stop it!

-[machine stops] -Stop kickin' it.

I told you, the kickin' works.

[hypnotic ambient music playing]

Dad? Mum?

-Hi. -This is Aaron.

-Good to meet you, Aaron. -Nice to meet you too.

-I'm Michael. -Hi, Michael.

-Charlotte. -This is for you.

Oh. How sweet.

Oh…

-[Michael] Wine? -[Aaron] Uh, yeah. Thanks.

-So do you need help with anything, or… -[Charlotte] He's got it.

-[Aaron] Cool. -[Michael] We're good.

-[Abby] Come on, let's go to the garden. -[Aaron] See ya.

Whoa.

-Is there more at the back? -Yeah.

-[Aaron] This is bare nice, you know. -[Abby chuckles]

Dad says it's more trouble than it's worth.

-You could've told me they were posh. -We're not posh.

[Abby] Sorry. Don't hold it against me.

[Aaron] What do they do again?

[Abby] Dad's a surgeon. Mum's an interior designer.

-[Aaron] Wow. -[Abby] What? It's not a big deal.

[Aaron] You don't think that's posh?

-[Abby] Okay, maybe a little bit posh. -[Aaron] Exactly.

[Abby chuckles]

[hypnotic ambient music continues]

[indistinct yelling]

[Kit] Get out of the fucking lift, man. Get out of the fucking lift, man. Shut up.

-[Cam yelling] -[Kit] What the fuck you doin', fam?

[Cam yelling]

[Kit] Fuck. Get in there, man.

-Get the fuck in there. -[Cam] Where am I?

[panting]

[Kit] Get on the fuckin' floor, man.

Fucking idiot.

[Cam] Ay, what?

Fuck you! [spits]

What?

This is for Tilly, you fuckin' pussio.

[all clamoring]

You fuckin' pussy!

[hypnotic ambient music playing]

[laughter]

Aaron's smashin' it. Top of his class.

He's gonna launch a startup when he graduates, aren't you?

-Really? -Mm.

Yeah, um, that's the plan. If I can get the seed money together.

Mm. That's exciting. In what field?

Uh, branded content.

-Oh. -So I produce photos,

videos for brands' social media.

And what do your parents do?

Oh… Well, they're, sort of--

Aaron's parents passed away.

Oh, I-- I'm sorry.

When?

Uh, four years ago.

Yeah, Dad came down with this cough,

and, uh…

he went to go get it checked out.

They said he had pulmonary cancer.

Yeah, they said he probably had it for years without even realizin'.

Then a few months later, Mum had some abdominal pains.

Went to get it checked out.

They said she had stage four metastatic pancreatic cancer.

Yeah, it had already spread to her stomach and her liver,

so she went down pretty quick.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah. We tried to help at home, but…

my dad was in bed by then too,

so they had them both moved to the hospice.

Yeah, um…

They had beds next to each other, though, so they could hold hands.

And Dad died on a Sunday, Mum died on a Tuesday.

But who's been looking after you?

My older brother, Jamie.

Um, he'd just turned 18 when they died so he became our legal guardian,

for me and Stef.

Stef's Aaron's younger brother.

Yeah. See, Stef was kinda young when it all happened,

so he didn't really understand everything, but Jamie was really good with him.

He was good with both of us.

I mean, he made sure we always went to school,

never missed a meal.

Yeah. He'd do anything for us.

[Michael] Mm.

Well, I think your brother Jamie sounds like a remarkable young man.

[Michael] Hm.

[chuckles]

Yo.

Remember what I said, innit?

When I make the call, you lot come. Yeah?

Well, come now.

I's at Blackwall House.

[ominous music playing]

Yo. Get him ready for his friends, innit?

[muttering]

[Cornell] Yo.

Yo, these man's are stuntin', you know? Like, proper--

[thud]

["Same Energy" by Che Lingo playing on stereo]

Youse lot done a good job still. There's a little bit extra for you guys.

♪ Keep that same energy ♪

♪ I been on my grind… ♪

Just make sure you go through the back, innit?

♪ They didn't see the vision Wow, now you wanna work? ♪

♪ Nah, nah, nah, keep that same energy ♪

♪ Didn't wanna mess with me then But it's different now… ♪

Listen, that's you. But don't put it all in your fuckin' arm.

I won't. No, I won't, I won't.

I'm gonna need you when we come back to set up another shop.

Safe, Sully.

-[Sully] You done well. -[Gem] Be good, my guy.

Rah! How much money is there, bro?

About enough to rent a yard.

Somewhere with a hot shower,

'cause I ain't felt fuckin' clean since I got 'ere, Jase.

What? And then we can watch Arsenal?

-Yeah, right after we beat. -For real?

What, you ain't got no woman waiting for you?

A woman waitin' for me? Nah, man. I'm not into all that, man.

You're not into women?

Nah, I'm into women, but it's the relationships.

I just think they're so long, gettin' tied down and that, man.

Don't worry, when we get back, me and you gonna find some proper tings.

-Yeah. -Trust me.

Yeah.

But right now, it's bedtime, bro,

'cause tomorrow, first train, 4:55.

Four! Know how early that is, bro?

I know. But don't worry, I'll wake you up.

Cool, cool.

[train passing]

[opens pill bottle]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[pill bottle rattles]

-[Dushane] What's good? -What's goin' on?

So we all set, yeah?

Where'd you get these?

Antiques Roadshow.

That's a bit better.

You wanna watch sumtin'?

Nah.

We'll hit 'em first thing in the mornin', yeah?

[door opens]

[door closes]

[people chattering and laughing]

[line ringing]

Yo, D. Wagwan?

[Donovan in Patois] Hey, cuz. Yuh tell ladies, yeah?

[chuckles]

Yeah, yeah, I told them. They're all excited, bro.

-You vibe me? -Yuh chat to di immigration lawyer?

Yeah.

Look, it's gonna take some paperwork and that, but…

Anyway, don't worry. I'll get you out here, man.

I'm not worried. I know yuh have dis. Yuh neva let mi down yet.

Yeah, I know.

I never will.

[footsteps]

[creaking]

[pulsing ambient music playing]

[coughs]

[sniffs]

[coughing]

[Sammy crying]

[Faez speaking Arabic]

Come on, come on, come on, come on. Come on!

[grunts]

[panting]

[creaking]

[Sully strains]

[thudding]

[coughing]

[straining]

[panting]

[grunts] Fuck.

[groans]

[coughing]

[Sammy crying]

-[Sully] Jase? -[Hediya speaking Arabic]

Jason!

-Where's Jason? Where is he? -[speaking Arabic]

-Where is he? Where is he? -[speaking Arabic]

-Faez. -[Jason] Sully!

-[speaking Arabic] -[Jason] Sully!

Help me!

-[Sully] Jase, jump. -Help me!

-[Sully] Jason! -Help me, man!

-[Sully] Jump! -Please! Please help me!

-[Sully] Jump! -[Jason] Help me! I can't!

Fuck! I can't! I can't!

Break it!

Fuckin' break it!

[Jason] I can't! I can't break it!

[pounding on window]

Jump, man!

[Jason coughing] I can't! I can't!

[yelling in Arabic]

[in English] You'll die!

-Stop. -[Jason] Sully!

I can't break it!

[grunts]

[coughing]

Jason!

-Jason! -[clattering]

Jason!

Jason!

Jase! Jason!

[grunts]

[panting and grunting]

-[Hediya] Shh, shh, shh, shh… -Ja… Ja…

-[Sammy crying] -[Hediya crying]

[Hediya speaking in Arabic]

[Sammy continues crying]

[discordant ambient music playing]

[Hediya speaking Arabic]

[siren wailing]

[Hediya weeping]

[sirens approaching]

[Faez and Hediya speaking Arabic]

[Hediya panting]

[whimpers]

["Imbalance" by Julia Kent playing]

[alarm clock beeping]

[beeping continues]

[beeping stops]

["Imbalance" continues]

[clicking]

[thud]

[clicking]

Want me to drive?

Nah. I'll drive.

-Sure you're ready to do this, bruv? -Course, man. Come on.

Let's go--

[Dushane] What you doin'?

Sully?

Bro, what the fuck is goin' on, man?

So this thing, go on, then…

big man.

What is it?

It's big.

[Sully] Numbers.

Five white,

five dark, first shipment.

Where from?

Bruv, put the gun down. Take the gun out my--

Where from?

Sully, put the fuckin' gun down. There's windows--

Dris.

Where from?

You ain't gonna be keepin' shit from me again.

I ain't less than you.

Jamaica.

We can get as much as we can move if we do this one right.

What's the split?

Fifty-fifty.

Us and the supplier.

If we do this right, bro,

we're back on top.

No more of that fuckin' around on the street corners and them shit.

Me and you…

equal partners.

Listen, Dushane, this is how it's gonna work.

This first shipment, two-to-one my favor.

-Bruv, you can't do-- -You need my money or not?

Hm?

And everything after that, down the middle.

Bro, are you gonna tell me what the fuck happened? What's goin' on?

Sully, where's Jason?

He didn't make it.

I'm sorry to hear that.

That kid never had no luck.

[car approaching]

Ready?

-You gonna disappoint me? -Depends what you're hopin' for, innit?

Why does this smell like a fucking bonfire?

Bruv, it's all there.

You can count it if you want, you know.

You was hopin' it wasn't, innit?

If you fuck up, it makes me look bad in Sugar's eyes.

That's not a healthy situation.

So you need to pay Sugar what you promised him. You understand?

Yeah. I think I get it.

[Haze] Next time, it'll be double that.

You told Sugar he's gettin' serious money.

Serious money's what he's expectin'.

[Dushane] That's what we'll send him.

And we'll make sure you look good in Sugar's eyes, yeah?

[scoffs]

[mutters]

[engine starts]

-[Sully] Bruv, who the fuck's Sugar? -[Dushane] I'll tell you later.

Good, yeah?

Yeah.

Good.

["Die By The Gun" by Bugzy Malone playing]

-♪ Yeah ♪ -♪ If you live by the gun ♪

♪ Die by the gun, yeah… ♪

Let's get the fuck out of here.

♪ Die by the gun, yeah ♪

♪ If you live by the gun ♪

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♪ No remorse at all, he's not sorry ♪

♪ He just licked man down ♪

♪ And he cannot wait For the word to get round ♪

♪ This means he'll be The talk of the town ♪

♪ And now they'll know He's never been a clown ♪

♪ Then he got a call straight from hell ♪

♪ But it wasn't Lucifer It was his sister, Shell ♪

♪ Hysterically cryin', with police sirens In the background as well ♪

♪ She said Mum's been shot at the pub ♪

♪ We were standin' at the door And she just fell ♪

♪ He had one more bullet ♪

♪ He looked up into the sky And blasted himself ♪

♪ It's a shame That the hood's an addiction ♪

♪ Them man fell from the heavens But nobody missed him ♪

♪ All that knowledge and wisdom ♪

♪ But he didn't share it So there's no one to protect him ♪

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