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How long's this been going on? It's lunchtime, Aunty May. Get back inside

now, Kelly! I swear I will take her walkies off a cliff.

Get away!

I just want to get to bed.

I don't feel well.

Come on, Danny.

It's all right, love.

You go to bed, yeah? She'll be all right.

What the hell's got into you, Jackie?

Sit up.

Freddie.

Freddie's got someone else.

Kelly Hutchins?

No. That stupid girl.

Someone serious, Maggie.

Tell me.

This is it? Yeah.

This is what they're doing these days?

Yeah.

Kids are calling it ecstasy.

Dez. Is it Dez or is it, um, is it Desmond?

It's Dez.

Right. Okay, look, what I don't understand, Dez,

is why the McCoys have sent you to talk to me.

Hmm? I mean, why are those two cheeky bastards not here themselves?

I'm running this for them.

I'm sorry. Hey, look here, make some noise.

Drink your natches around all this pie and mash.

I tell you, we are bloody caning it out there.

There's my little boy in the house.

Give me some skinny.

You must be Freddie Jackson.

I'll just take this opportunity to say you're a fucking legend around here and

this is an absolute honour for me.

Shane. Shane Rankin.

Look, anything you want, snort, ease, bit of the other.

You just give me a shout.

Mi casa, su casa.

Sometimes he goes back in the middle of the night.

But he wants to.

You know.

that I don't know that I'm his second of the night.

That I can't still smell on him.

I ain't gonna let that bitch take him, you know.

Why do you stay with him, Jackie?

He causes you so much pain.

I love him, Maggie.

I'm nothing without him.

Nothing.

I've discussed this with the McCoys.

And the way I figure it, if you guys want to come in on this, we can open up

two separate labs.

Split the risk, double the goods.

Exactly. You know, wine shats down, move to the other.

What do you think, Fred?

What I want to know is where you're from.

What? Where did you grow up?

London, of course, Freddy.

East London.

No, no, that's a pork pie, isn't it?

Eh?

We all know the accent of yours ain't really from around here.

What is this?

Of course it is.

You're looking at him for he ain't going to help you, is he?

Come on, where did you really grow up?

Posh boy.

Windsor. Right.

You got a problem or what?

I'm sorry, Doris, did someone ask you a question?

Look, seriously, I think we're getting off the point here, Freddie.

It don't matter. No, look, come on.

My point is... My point is, why is Joker thinking he can earn on my turf without

my fucking permission?

You let him go now! Now, Shane, what you need to do, yeah, is to tell your

weekend warrior to put his fucking gun down and calm down, right?

Because all we want is your money. You better reconsider this.

Because from over here, you're both fucked.

Fucked! Puffed up!

You're not mincing around the bush now because you're in fucking London!

And you're away, way out of your league.

Yeah? So what are you going to do now? Are you going to shoot him?

Maybe. Yeah, well, go on then. Go on then. Sit back here. Go on.

I think you would fucking care, Keith.

Go in and shoot this piece of shit.

And I'll shoot you.

Oh, by the way, God, please don't let me die, Keith.

Please don't let me die.

Please. Fine.

Have it your way.

Yes!

Fine. I'm dying!

Fuck!

Fuck, I'm dying!

Jesus, Fred.

What planet are you on? Don't think too much, Chiggy. That's your problem, man.

Have you lost a bloody plot?

These guys are backed by the McCoys.

Oh, sod the McCoys. They're a couple of McWankers. Yeah, we were meant to be

doing a deal with them. Jimbo!

All I know is, mate, we have got 75 large in the back of the motor.

And now I'm going to get me some oriental pussy.

Does this not register?

Eh?

Ozzy sent us in there to negotiate and you end up robbing it like a two-bed

post office fucking job.

Nobody's perfect.

So what am I supposed to tell Ozzy next week? Eh?

Well, you just suck him off instead.

Well, let's face it, Jimmy. I mean, you see him often enough.

He gives you cosy, cosy chats.

We might as well just take you to the next level.

Oh, for fuck's sake. Jimmy!

Jimmy!

I'm sorry, mate. I shouldn't have said that, OK?

Come on, mate, let's go get some beers, eh?

Go fuck yourself!

Hello, Freddie.

It'll sort you out, yeah?

That's not very friendly, is it?

I just want a chat, babe.

Promise.

Oh, Jimmy.

He's a lucky boy.

Getting him out of your beauty like you.

Where is Jimmy?

Uh-oh, we had a bit of a falling out, hadn't we?

There.

He's wound terribly tightly into your boy. He really needs to cut himself some

slack sometime.

No, he just needs to cut you out of his life.

Oh.

Freddie.

You're drunk.

Go to bed.

Tell me, babe.

Does Jimmy really, really do it for you?

You know.

Freddie?

Freddie, babe, is that you?

Freddie?

Where are you? Another time, darling.

I am so bloody pissed.

Where are you, babe?

Oh, honey, I missed you.

Oh, fuck it, I missed you too.

That kid he shot was taking ten large off the macaws every week just so that

nobody touches him.

Now he's back at his mum's.

He's so scared he won't even answer the bloody door.

Let alone organise another party.

I'm sorry.

No, you're not.

So you can stop all that bullshit now.

This is way past sorry.

He's becoming a liability.

No, no, I can control him. He can't fucking control himself.

How are you going to manage it?

This is about business, Jimmy.

Yeah, I'll give them all their money back.

Nah.

Ready gets to keep that.

Tell us about the drug.

The ecstasy. What do you think?

Well, I think it's going to be massive.

So do I.

I've had a chat with the McCoys. They still want us in on this.

They're willing to sweep all this aggro under the carpet.

Apparently your boy, Des?

Yeah. Des likes you.

Thinks you're on the level.

But they don't want Freddy anywhere near it. Now or in the future.

And I'm with them on this.

You want me to run this all by myself?

You'll never swallow that.

Let me worry about that.

I'll handle him.

No, I don't think I can do that.

To Fred.

Think about your future.

So, what do you say?

It's okay.

It's okay, I sorted it.

You did?

Yeah.

He wasn't fucking happy.

But I brought him round.

You're a fucking diamond, Jimmy boy.

Right, come on.

Let's go get smashed, yeah?

We're going to be all right with him.

We'll be fine.

Won't be, Freddie.

Hello, Dad, how are you?

You're a hard one.

Right from the start.

Worthless.

Worthless.

Bloody failure.

You've gone round, haven't you?

Freddie?

Leave him alone.

Mwah. Mwah.

Mwah.

Fuck yeah, how did you get this house so fluffy?

Tell me about that new drug deal Ozzy's doing.

What new drug deal?

With McCoy's. Oh, no, it's not on anyone.

Not what I heard.

Not what you heard.

Not what you heard? Right, what's Ozzy told you?

Ozzy said nothing to me.

Oh, no.

Oi, tell me!

Oi, tell me!

One of their boys was talking about it at the club. He was drunk.

Don't do this to yourself.

I can't help it.

I just don't want you to keep going through this.

He liked me.

He'd think I did it deliberately just to fuck him over.

It don't matter what Freddie thinks.

Really?

Not if he gets you both banged up or killed.

And let's face it, that's what's going to happen if you don't take things into

your own hands.

But he made me what I am. Bollocks.

No one made you.

You're here because of only one person and that is you.

You're Freddie's help. You've helped him just as much.

Anyway, it doesn't mean you've got to go down in flames with that wanker.

Because that's what he's going to do to you.

Listen to Ozzy.

You have to do this.

Why are we trying for a kid, Jimmy?

What's the point if he's gonna grow up without a dad?

It's typical Maggie to bring us here.

Just because our man's got some taste, you're both dead embarrassing.

Taste?

You're having a laugh in, yeah?

I'd rather be stunned by wasps than when one of madam's are relics.

Where we going?

This is the highlight of the night.

Where we going, eh?

Right.

Get in there, Jimmy, my boy.

Jimmy's the last chance to lose.

Sorry, I can't do this. You can, mate. It's just that. Oh, fuck off. Come on,

girls. Let's have a good time, yeah? I'm sorry.

I can't do this to bags.

Oh, forget it, mate.

Probably on her back right now.

Don't fucking disrespect her, Fred. I don't mean anything.

All I'm saying is that she's probably knee-deep in cock, mate.

Don't you fucking talk about her like that, all right?

Easy, Jimmy.

You can't let an opportunity like this pass you by, can you?

Yeah, I'm not you.

Come on, get out of me fucking, Mike. Come on, Jim. Fuck off!

Not tonight.

Susan.

Freddie.

It's Jimmy.

Jimmy what, Jimmy?

Jimmy's running the ecstasy deal for Rosie.

By himself.

Freddie? Yeah?

Have you got the ring?

Oh, yeah, of course, yeah.

I now pronounce you man and wife.

Ozzy gave me this yesterday and told me to read it out to you.

So...

Here goes.

Dear Maggie and Jimmy, it's a great shame because I wanted to be there for

you, but the bastards seem to think that if they let me out, I wouldn't come

back.

But, as a way of saying how

made up I am for you both, I wanted to give our Maggie a present.

that really sets her on her way. So, Maggie dear,

go to 24 The Drive, South

Woodford, on Monday morning, because that's where your new hair salon is.

Maggie.

Oof.

How you feeling, champ?

Good.

I'm well, ain't you?

Yeah. She's beautiful.

I ain't talking about her.

You and me need to have a chat, don't you, boy?

What about?

About you and Ozzy.

I've been hearing things about you, too.

I love you Jimmy boy!

Oh babe, it's time!

Oi! Leave some for me, Jesus!

Lovely couple, aren't they?

Yeah.

I never knew as he could be such an amazing.

Neither did I.

I need babies, love. Don't make up a fool of yourself.

I'm afraid to even be here.

Fuck this.

No, I don't. I don't understand.

It's like football teams.

Football teams?

Yeah.

Imagine I own West Ham.

And you, Freddie, are my manager, right?

You run the club, you pick the players, you control who's in, who's out.

Right.

Right, so, um... Where does Jimmy fit in all of them?

Well, Jimmy's been like your right-hand man all these years, hasn't he?

Like... a first-team coach.

And I've decided to promote him.

Well, how can you promote him when I'm the pocket manager?

Well, that's just it, Freddie.

Imagine I don't just own West Ham, I own Arsenal as well.

And Jimmy's going to manage that.

How long have you been in here? About an hour. Just rolling off the high street.

What's he been saying?

Jimmy, my boy!

Yeah.

So, this is where you've been running off to all this time, right?

How you doing, Fred?

Yeah, I'm alright, actually. Thank you.

That is a lovely whistle. That is a piece of you. Did you pick that out for

him, Des?

Nah.

You guys, eh? Always really fucking sharply dressed, eh, chap? Do you want

to go somewhere private?

Soak? Nah, why? I've got nothing to hide from anyone here, have I?

There's one big happy family here.

You, me, the McCoys, and Jimmy's great big fucking chemistry experiment.

I've got an office.

Have you?

I know, actually.

Ozzy told me.

Well, lead the way, Jimmy boy.

Jimmy, do you remember when I first left prison, do you remember what I said to

you about both of us being special?

Yeah. Yeah, good, good.

Because I really believed it, you know.

I mean, that's how I've always seen it, even these last few years, you know.

Both of us having something special.

Together. No, just be quiet for a second, Jimmy. Don't speak. Just for a

minute.

We don't really have to say anything because... Because I know what's

happened here.

Ozzy may have persuaded you to do this.

I may have said it was for the best and all that.

And I admit, I... I admit I haven't...

Haven't been all of that reliable lately.

Hey, yeah, but I've never, ever expected you to go behind my back like that.

Never.

Eh?

I'm sorry.

Look, it's business, yeah?

You don't need to change anything. Don't be so bloody naive, yeah?

Everything is fat now because of you, because you chose this.

Ozzy is playing you, Jimmy.

Oh, he's playing you.

Same way he's got me to play against Siddy, yeah?

That's what he's best at.

Hmm?

There you go.

Wait. Fred, what you doing? Sit down.

Ah!

They were special, Jim.

What are you doing, Dad?

I'm just looking for something to eat.

Why don't you live here anymore?

I don't live here.

I don't come here.

What's the matter?

What's this dark patch? Have you wet yourself?

Why don't you tell your mum?

I'll deal with it.

Come on, let's go clean you up.

He calls for you, you know.

Why doesn't Daddy come home?

Why doesn't Daddy come back?

And you know what I say?

I say Daddy's out with his whore up beach Patricia.

Daddy doesn't really care about us anymore, does he?

You know I ain't really in the mood for this, are you?

Really? No.

Well, tough.

You told me, Freddie, when you're going to stop seeing her. Seeing that

childless, stuck-up bitch.

Please, Jackie, let's not do this now, yeah?

Why can't you stay at home and be a real father to your children?

Don't you have that in you, Freddie? Will you just leave me?

I swear I'll fucking do you some this time.

Oh, you're man enough to have them, but you're not man enough to love them.

Just like your own dad.

Sorry, what did you fucking say?

Paige, you wanna know what I go with here? You really wanna know what I go

with here? Cos being with her helps me forget what the fuck you ended up with

me at!

Go on then!

Run away!

Why try jamming my life's own Freddie Jackson?

Leave me to sort it out!

We've been for ourselves!

Are you going to shove all our money up your fucking nose again?

You're just a coward, Freddie!

What did you fucking say? Oh, I said you're a fucking coward!

Thank God for Jimmy or we'll all be done for.

He's a fucking animal.

Don't be like that, Max.

He's never done this before.

He's never touched me.

Listen.

You have to leave him, right?

It wasn't his fault.

Jimmy's upstairs. Where's Freddie?

What? Where is Freddie?

He's in the lounge.

What the hell is wrong with you, Freddie?

You're out of people to bully.

You're spoiling the view, babe.

Only scum like you could do that to his own wife. Maggie, go home, yeah?

Before I forget that you are. I'm a fucking relative of yours, you piece of

shit.

I'm going to get her to divorce you. Fuck it, Sam.

She should have done it years ago, but I swear I'm going to make her do it now.

I'm not scared of you, Freddie.

I'm not scared of you.

You're a born...

And don't go visiting the red light districts. Babe.

It's easily done.

Full of boys, all steamed up. Babe, we ain't going to ask the damn one to bend

that. It's business.

Come here.

I'll miss you.

And when you come back, we'll keep trying, okay?

Took him and Mike a year and a half there first.

Just like the time

That's not true, is it darling?

Eh?

Because we both know that Jimmy is on a plane to Amsterdam.

Eh?

Please come on.

about it, shall we?

Let's face it, we both know what Jimmy's like, don't we?

I remember when we was kids growing up, Jimmy had this weird thing where he

didn't want to play with toys, which was broken.

Do you know what I mean?

Even if you could fix them so they would work again, he'd just play no fuck and

ignore them.

200,000 people are gathered in London this evening for an epic street. It's

going to be a really great year for us.

I can feel it.

All three of us.

A long while back there, we all thought you was firing blanks, mate.

Oi, shut up. We all said that.

No, we didn't.

Never, never. Well, you can all rest assured I sorted it, didn't I?

They're counting down.