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Go on, Ray!

Go on, Freddie!

What people don't know is, the Second World War

corrupted the whole country.'

After it finished, everybody was on the take.

Well, you had to be. Just to stay alive.

So I get to jump the queue.

-Special circumstances. -I'll be outside.

Me and Siddy, we used to work the docks together.

We was, what, ten, 11 years old?

We'd go down there on the rob.

The whole black market must have come down here.

I thought you might want this.

Right from the start,

I could see that Siddy was good at it. Thieving.

Yeah, and now that bastard's thieving off you, ain't he?

I'm gonna miss you, Freddie.

No-one tells it like it is quite like you.

Shake 'em up.

See what falls out.

Then I'll get word to you.

Bon voyage, my son.

-So, you finally hit puberty, Jimmy? -Better late than never.

Come here!

You better some have nice treats for me in this tin wagon.

Culture Club, yeah?

And who the fuck are these poofters?

You need to catch up, Fred. Get with the times.

The only catching up I'm doing is all the money I missed out on inside.

-He'll be here soon, Mags. -Yeah, don't worry.

I'm not even bloody dressed yet. He's probably round the corner.

-He probably ain't gonna turn up. -Mum!

So, I hear you're with Siddy now, yeah?

Just some car stuff, nothing special.

Don't you worry, I'll be taking care of things from now on.

It's just like old times, isn't it? You dressed up like a turkey,

-and him pissed out of his brain. -Go and help with the food, Mum.

-We've a lot to do. -Alright.

Come on, let's leave your mum to dress up pretty, alright?

Things are gonna be different, Maggie.

Freddie's different now.

He's got plans for us.

Jackie said Ozzy's been looking out for your boy on the inside.

-Grooming him for better things. -Yeah.

Well...

that means sod all out here.

Oh, my God, he's here! Oh, my God!

-I'm telling you, that's him. -Quick. Quick!

Oh, God. He's here! Freddie's here!

Freddie! Freddie!

Freddie! Oh, my God!

Oh, I missed you so much!

You look excited. What's going on?

I think things are gonna change for us.

How's that?

Hey, you alright?

You've grown, ain't ya?

Got all the lumps in the right places, ain't ya?

Seems no different to me.

Let him enjoy himself tonight. He's just come home.

Let's go and shag you back into shape, yeah?

Oh, yes.

What's it like, then? What's it like?

It's like... It's like the second time.

Hello, Siddy. Long time no see.

Oh, God, don't bloody slow down! Come on!

Hold it!

This house looks like shit, babe.

I'm gonna get us some new furniture.

We're gonna move like the way you said?

A proper house with a garden.

Let's just hope it's a boy next time.

Piss off! We're busy!

Siddy Clancy's here.

He's out here waiting for ya.

Jesus wept!

Alright, Siddy, mate? How's it hangin'?

Shall we step outside?

Onto the balcony?

Why don't you sit down?

You must be tired after your long stretch.

Help him take the weight off, boys.

There. That's better, isn't it?

Ozzy tells me he's got big plans for you.

Thinks you're very capable.

But here's my problem, Freddie.

I run things out here,

in the real world, on the outside.

And until you earn my respect,

you are just going to have wait in line along with everyone else.

If that's alright?

Yeah.

Yeah.

You're a good boy.

OK, boys, I think we're finished.

Thanks for the champagne. Very thoughtful of ya.

Pink's definitely your colour.

I thought he was gonna chuck you off that wall.

Yeah, then why didn't you fucking do something?

Yeah, you got a lot to fucking learn, Jimmy.

What that bastard do to you?

It's alright...

All this time I was inside, how did people treat you?

-What do you mean? -People like Siddy how'd they treat ya?

Alright, I guess.

Nothing special.

Yeah.

Nothing special.

Well, you are special, Jimmy.

We both are.

Get out of the motor.

Who lives here?

Mickey Daltrey Mickey Daltrey.

My old partner.

He's gone up in the world, ain't he?

I know you're sore about what happened, but...

Well, he's with Siddy now.

What's the matter with you? Just popped round for a cup of tea.

-Mrs Daltrey? -Yes?

-These are for you. -Oh, thank you!

We're old friends of Mickey's.

It's lovely to meet you. He told me he was getting married again.

-But I've been abroad, see? To Malta. -Oh, please, come in.

Well, I'm Freddie. This is my cousin, Jimmy.

Mickey's just doing the lawn. I'll give him a shout.

Sorry, boys,

do you mind? Your shoes. We've just had this laid.

Make yourself at home, boys.

Oh, take a look at the fucking gaff.

What is that mad woman doing?

-Aerobics. -You what?

It's all the rage. Keep fit.

-Here they are. Back from Malta. -Alright, Mickey?

-How's things? -Good to see you, Freddy.

Why don't you make us all some tea, eh, babe?

Do you want some biscuits, boys? I got some Garibaldi in.

Smashing!

Oh, I bet she keeps you fit, Mickey. She's built like a bazooka.

I heard you were out.

-So, how you doing? -Strange thing, Mickey.

I done four years inside. You never once come see me.

Yeah, well, sorry, Freddie. I meant to.

You see, I thought you'd at least come once, you know.

Just to explain why...

you didn't turn up that day. You remember that day?

I was on the way. I swear. When I did, the filth were all over you.

Yeah, then you ran away. I heard that.

I also heard, yeah, that the rozzers only discovered

half of our dough.

Strange, ain't it?

I hear you're with Siddy now.

Yeah, that's right. We're close.

Right.

Right. Well,...

the way I see it is,

seeing as we're all going to be working together again soon,...

we put all that shit behind us, right?

Yeah? Start again.

Yeah?

-Come here, Big Boy! I missed you! -Oh, mate, it's so good to see ya!

Oh, you done well on my money, didn't ya?

What...?

You done well on my fucking money, didn't ya?

Fred, you can't do that!

You didn't give a single penny of all of this shit to my kids.

You didn't give a single penny to my missus!

Oh, Mickey!

-You filthy animal! -Well, he always wanted to be on TV.

You've got to face the truth, Jacks.

Mum, she really doesn't need this, OK?

No. What she bloody needs

is to get her out of the sand and face reality.

-Look at this place! Just leave it. -Go on, then, Mum. Spit it out.

I'm sorry, love but he is shagging around again.

-That's why you ain't head of him. -That's not true.

How long's it been, then? One week? Two weeks? Since he was last here?

-It's none of your bloody business! -Yeah, it is my business,

because you've got to start looking after them girls proper.

Not running after him like some lovesick teenager.

You just jealous we mean for the F.

Oh,yeah?

Yeah.

- How do you reckon that? - Cos you never had it with Dad.

You bloody stupid little mere!

You got no idea! Why do you think I know what's going on here?

Look, he's not shagging around,alright?

Alright, babe.You keep believing in him.

What good did that do?

Jackie! Jackie!

What are these?

Don't be silly

They keep me happy.

How long have you been taking 'em?

It hasn't been easy, sis.

With him inside.

There's been some long nights to get through.

Mum's wrong, you know.

It is gonna work this time round.

- I'm gonna make it work. - So, where is he?

They mean nothing to him!

You know, the other girls.

They're just slags!

You have to stop with the pills.

Jackie?

The doctor doesn't want to give me anymore.

Especially now.

I'm pregnant.

Well, babe, I mean...

That's a good thing.

He doesn't even know yet.

Listen, right?

I'm gonna clean you up.

Get you ready for his mum's anniversary day, yeah?

Make you look great.

And you're gonna be strong tonight, OK?

You're gonna let Freddie see you like this.

- OK? - Yeah.

Do you remember the time that Jimmy ran away?

Oh, my Lord, yes!

You half-inched the old man's snouts. You got a slap.

And then, he hid down the coal shoot for two days.

- And how did you find him again? - I really... I just can't.

What? Go on, how did you find him?

Well... No, me and Freddie had just started going out,

and that's when we used to...

What the hell is she doing here?

- Hang on. I'll come with you. - Just look who he's brought in.

Come on. I'm coming with ya!

On their 40th wedding anniversary,an' all.

Fucking heartless ponce.

Oh, Freddie.

Kit Kit

- Have you met my son, Freddie? - No. But I've heard all about you.

All good, I hope?

You know, you remind me of an actress in a movie I just watched.

Really?Is it "Officer And A Gentleman"?

- People say I look like Debra Winger.- Nah.

It's called Deep Throat.

Now, why don't you just turn around and do one

back to whatever hole it is my old man keeps you in.

- You can't talk to her like that.- No?

-Kit Kitty! - Kit. Kitty! - Just leave me alone! Nice one, Dad.Mum's in the bogs, crying,

- cos you brought your little slut to the party. - Get above yourself, son.

Everywhere I go, people are talking about it.

What'd they say?

No-one gave you permission to do that to Mickey.

He was protected.

Well, a fat lot of fucking good that did him.

If you ever speak to Kitty like that again,

I'll finish you off myself.

- You alright, babe? - Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

- You alright, mate?- Yeah, yeah, yeah. It's cool.

You alright, Mum?

Oh, yeah, I'll...I'll sit there, shall I?

- Who's your bird, Siddy? - My name's Patricia.

Patricia Reynolds? Patricia Reynolds?

Yes, Ozzy's sister.

Well, I'm Pleased to meet you. I'm Freddie.

Let's not fuck around.I haven't got the time.

Siddy been working on a job for a year.Meant to come off next month.

But it seems you've turned one of his key players into a vegetable.

Yeah, well...

me and Mickey had unfinished personal business,

and it got a bit messy.

And who was it gave you the nod to do that?

- Was it Ozzy?- No. I... I...

I did it off my own back, actually.

I will buy him a new TV,if you want.

This is what's gonna happen,Freddie.

You step out of line again , you got no more passes

You understand?

Ozzy wants you to take Mickey's place on the job.

You're gonna join Siddy's crew.

From now on,you do exactly what Siddy says.

And he gets to decide what your cut is.

OK?

- You're pushing your luck. - Yeah, well, that's what I'm good at.

Well? What did he say?

I'm going on a bank job with Siddy.

What?

Siddy just... Siddy just let you off about Mickey?

Nah. At some point,he's gonna kill me.

Now, I want to ask you a question,and I want you to think about it seriously before you give me the answer.

Cos you're the only one I trust.

Oh, Jimmy!

- Do you like that screen there?- I don't care. Stuff the screen!

What's the matter?

Well, tell me.

I'm going on a big job.

- Lots of money involved.- What kind of job?

It's a security depot.

- With Siddy's crew. - What?

You're doing this cos of Freddie,aren't ya? He's got you into this.

Why do you let him use you like this?

- This is my decision. - Yeah, right.

What do you want from me, Mags?

Do you want me to be respraying stolen Cortinas all my life? Eh?

Is that how we're gonna get ahead?Is that how we're gonna buy a house?

Freddie's always looked out for me,whatever you think of him.

- How dangerous is it? - I can handle myself.

Come on, I don't want to argue.

I'm doing it for us.

Hello? Freddie?

Yeah. Hang on.

-Freddie? - Freddie? - Yeah? Hello?

- Did you talk to Siddy and Pat? - "Yeah."

So, it's all sorted?

Yeah.

Keep an eye on the gold.

Don't make it obvious. Just keep a count on what comes back.

Hey, look...

I want to take someone with me,yeah? Watch my back.

I don't trust him. I'm no good to you in a river, am I?

- You got someone in my mind? - Yeah. My cousin, Jimmy.

OK. I'll talk to 'em.

Oh, Freddie?

Yeah?

You attack one of my boys without permission again,

I'll cut your balls off.

Are you wanting me to shake things out?

Thank you, Father.

Good night.

Sweet dreams.

Daddy?

You're not gonna go away again,are you?

No, babe.

Good night.

You know, whenever I hold you,

I can't help but get horny these days.

Look, you haven't got time.

I've used softener on these,so it shouldn't itch, alright?

Do you think it's gonna be a boy?

It feels different to the other two.

I want it to be, babe.

Come here.

- Listen, I'm worried about tonight.- Don't be silly. No?

I know you're doing this for all of us, yeah? And for him inside me.

But I want you back safe tomorrow. OK?

Don't worry, babe.Your Jimmy'll be just fine.

He'll stay out of trouble.

- Is it always like this? - Oh, every bloody time!

- We're gonna make you burn! - I can't remember it.

I can't remember it!

- No, don't! Don't! Don't do that! - I can't remember it!

Well, it's not gonna bloody help him, is it?

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!

Look, give me five minutes with him, yeah?

This had better work.

Here you go, mate. It's alright.

OK. So, let's keep going through this slowly, alright?

Last Friday, you woke up and you had breakfast.

What did you have?

Rice Krispies.

I always have Rice Krispies.

Then you drove in to work.

What was the weather like?

Oh, cloudy. Cloudy.

Cloudy? Right.

And who was the first person that you saw when you got into work?

Peter.

I had a cup of tea with Peter.

And then we started talking about football.

I thought the poor sod was gonna have a heart attack!

- I thought he was a goner myself. - Exactly.

I thought he was gonna keel over.

- Thank God Jimmy took him in the bog. - And sucked him off.

That's not all you had to do, though, was it, mate?

He remembered the first three numbers after I blew him.

I had to work harder for the last two.

No wonder he's only just sat down. Here, you got any Nivea?

Here, Jimmy, take us through it again, will ya?

Freddie, come here, mate. Let's get pissed.

I want you to enjoy yourself tonight. Have a drink. Have a toot.

Cos after this, you and

your tit of a cousin go home with nothing.

Well,... how do you work that out, then?

Do you think I've forgotten what you did to Mickey.

I'm keeping back your shares for his family, cos, let's face it,

you've been pulling my fucking dick since you came out.

So, you can forget about the money.

You are lucky to be going home tonight.

God damn you, Freddie.

'Course, this was back when me and Ozzy was doing Bethnal Green.

We were still using the fruities as a front.

I'll tell you something about Ozzy.

He's a man who can only take a piss in a public toilet.

Straight up...

- Ozzy says hello. - What?

- This muppet's had his day. Right?So, let him bleed.

Fuck off home. Calm down.

Your money'll still be here in the morning, alright?

First time?

Well, why did he have Jimmy go, then? Why didn't he go himself?

Cos Freddie's got a record, Mum. They're hardly gonna let him in.

You want to get some food inside you, girl

Not today, Mum, OK?

You want some coffee?

Yeah. Thanks.

How do you have it, Jimmy? Black?

I always think only poofs have milk in their coffee.

- Black's fine. - Good man.

Stay the fuck in your seat!

Now...

talk to me about this stinking mess

you and your cousin have created.

Who gave the nod to take out Siddy?

Well, someone must have,

because it sure as hell wasn't me.

Freddie had to do it.

Siddy was gonna kill him.

Really?

Let me fill that up for you.

That's why Siddy wanted him on the job,

to finish him off afterwards.

Back in our day, Joseph,

you couldn't even look at someone without proper permission.

Everything worked out alright, cos we had rules.

Snotty little buggers who come after us,

they didn't want any of that.

And what's happened?

All I can say is it's been a long time coming.

Siddy was waiting for the right moment.

- He told everyone. - What right moment?

The right moment to take you down, become the boss.

What?

Siddy told everybody he was sick and tired of working for you.

That's why everybody thinks

Freddie acted for you. That's what they say,

out there, on the street. So, if you decided to...

take care...

of me... and Freddie...

- I mean, say we were found... - Headless. In the Thames.

Well, then everyone would realise what a fucking mess this is.

And I don't think that'd be good for business.

Freddie's lucky to have someone like you.

You're clever.

You make a good team.

More coffee?

Hello, babe.

It's gonna be OK.

It's gonna be more than OK.

So...

Mum!

I'm starving.

- You OK? - Yeah, great.

- Mum! - Ooh, better late than never.

Ah, it looks great. Thanks.

- Give me some more of that gas. - You're not allowed anymore.

Don't give me that, you bloody slag!

Hey, Jackie, come on. Come on.

I remember you from school. Had no bloody mates then either.

Stop that !

I'm ever so sorry, love. She's not herself.

You were covered in spots! Now, get some fucking gas, Spotty!

Sod you, Jacksie Strummers!

I'm really sorry.

- Jackie, you can't say that. - Oh, I can. I'm in pain.

Jacks, it ain't like it's your first.

Oh, you can piss off, too!

Do you know what? I bloody will!

Mum!

- No, go on, you suit yourself. - Come on.

- Come on. It's alright. - I'm in so much pain.

I know, I know.

Where is he, Mags?

- Why isn't he here yet? - I don't know.

Mum!

Mum?

Mum! Why didn't you open the door?

How come you're not dressed yet?

We're supposed to be at the hospital now.

He left me.

Set up home with his little trollop!

He's taken everything.

Even the Flymo.

Right...

Jimmy, will you take Mum upstairs

and help her get dressed, yeah?

- Why? Where are you going? - I'll meet you at the hospital, yeah?

- Jack's about to drop. - I know. I know, I know, I know...

What do you want?

It's a housewarming present.

I think we got off on the wrong foot. I didn't realise...

it was serious between you two.

She's made me listen to some of her music, you know.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Just had the black bird, Sade.

- You ever heard of her? - Nah.

I'm more of a Pink Floyd man myself.

'Course...

she keeps me on my toes upstairs. You know what I mean?

She's got an arse like an apple, mate.

She's got good taste, an' all. I mean,...

she's making our gaff look like something out of the magazines.

'Course, your mum,...

she never understood any of that stuff.

- I don't think I could do this. - Babe, you could do anything!

Well, I'm not gonna do it yet.

- I want more than just this, alright? - Yeah, I know you do.

Little Freddie.

Jimmy! Jimmy!

-Alright, mate? -Hello, Des.

Keep it loud!

- What's your problem? - My problem is that little bitch!

- Everyone on the estate knows! - Oh, yeah?!

- She's a dirty slut! - Oh, yeah?! Look who's talking!

Oh, yeah?!

- She's got a tart like you for a mum! - How long's this been going on?

- Since lunchtime, Auntie Mags. - Get back inside!

-I will take her walkies off a cliff.-Get away!

- Get back to bed. - I don't feel well.

Come on, down here, down here.

It's alright, love. Go to bed, she'll be alright.

What the hell's got into you, Jackie? Sit up.

Freddie... Freddie

- Freddie's got somebody else. - Kelly Hutchins?

No! Not that stupid girl!

Someone serious, Maggie.

Tell me.

- This is it? - Yeah.

- This is what they do downstairs? - Yeah.

Kids call it Ecstasy.

- Des... Is it Des or is it, Desmond? - Just Des.

Oh, OK, look, what I don't understand,...

Des Des

is why the McCoys have sent you...

... to talk to me.

I mean,...

... why aren't the cheeky bastards here themselves.

I run this for them

- I'm sorry? - Look, look here.Le's have some rays!

Get your gnashers around all this pie and mash.

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

Des, my room boy in the house, gimme some skin.

You must be Freddie Jackson.

I'll take this opportunity to say

you're a fucking legend round here. It's an absolute honour for me.

Shane,... Shane Rankin.

Anything you want,

snort, E's, bit of the other, gimme a shout.

Mi casa, su casa.

Sometimes he goes back in the middle of the night.

Then he wants to...

Well, you know.

And I have to pretend that I don't know I'm his second of the night.

But I can still smell her 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,...

Yeah?

...if you guys wanna come in on this,

we can open up two separate labs.

Split the risk, double the goods.

Exactly. And if one shuts down, move to the other.

Whaddya think,Fred?

What I wanna know...

... is where you're from.

- What? - Where did you grow up?

London, of course , Freddie. East London.

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

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

What is this?

Course it is.

What you lookin' at him for? He ain't gonna help you, is he?

Come on, where'd you really grow up,...

... posh boy?

- W... Windsor. - Right!

- You got a problem or what? - I'm sorry, did someone ask you?

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

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

My point is, right... My point is...

why this joker thinks he can earn

on my turf without my fucking permission?!

Let him go now!

Shane, you need to tell your weekend warrior to put

his fucking gun down and calm down, right? Cause we only want your money!

You'd better reconsider cos from over here you're both fucked!

Fucked?!

Don't mince around the bush now cos you're in fucking London!

- You are way outta your league! -Yeah? So what you gonna do, shoot him?!

- Maybe. - Yeah, well, go on. Go on, then. What?!

- I will fucking kill the kid. - You shoot this piece of shit

- and I will shoot you. - Mother of God! Don't let me die.

- Please don't let me die, please! - Fine. Have it your way.

Jimmy, you alright?

- Alright, Jimmy? - Yes! Fine!

I'm dying! Fuck!

Jesus, Fred! What planet are you on?!

You think too much, that's your problem.

Have you lost the bloody plot?

These guys are backed by the McCoys!

Oh, sod the McCoys, they're a couple of mick wankers.

- We were meant to do a deal with them! - Jimbo, mate,

we have got 75 large in the back of the motor.

- I'm gonna get me some oriental pussy. - Does this...!

Does this not register?!

Ozzy sent us in there to negotiate and you end up robbing it like

- a two-bit post office fucking job! - Nobody's perfect.

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

Why don't you just suck him off instead?

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

with your cosy, cosy chats.

You might as well take it to the next level!

Oh, for fuck's sake. Jimmy!

Jimmy, I'm sorry, mate! I shouldn't have said that,Ok?

Oi, Jimmy!

Come on, mate, let's get some beers, yeah?

Go fuck yourself!

Hello, Freddie.

I wet my bed.

Oh, come here.

Let's sort you out, yeah?

What have we here?

What are you doing?

- Get off me. - No, no.

That's not very friendly, is it?

I just wanna chat, babe.

Promise.

Oh, Jimmy.

He's a lucky boy.

- Getting to marry a beauty like you. - Where is Jimmy?

Oh, we had a bit of a falling out.

Yeah. He's wound tight, isn't he, your boy?

He needs to cut himself some slack.

Maybe he just needs to cut you out of his life.

Fred,you're drunk. Go to bed.

Tell me, babe.

Does Jimmy really,...

- really do it for ya? - Just leave.

Babe?

Pretty babe, is that you?

Get off me!

Freddie? Freddie?

- Where are ya? - Another time, darling.

I am so bloody pissed.

Where are you, babe?

- Oh, honey, I missed you. - Oh, I fucking missed you, too.

Come here.

That kid you shot was taking ten large off the McCoys 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 bull shitting 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 gonna manage it?

This is about business, Jimmy.

I'll give 'em all their money back.

Nah. Fred's get to keep that.

Tell us about the drug.

The ecstasy. What do you think?

- I think it's gonna be massive. - So do I.

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

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

Apparently, your boy, Dez?

- Yeah. - Dez likes you.

He thinks you're on the level.

But they don't want Freddie anywhere near him. Now,

or in the future.

And I'm with 'em on this.

You want me to run this all by meself?

- He'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 did he say?

It's OK.

It's OK. 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 and get smashed, yeah?

- You gonna be a while with him? - We'll be fine,

won't we, Freddie?

Hello, Dad. How are ya?

Bought it from the store.

Worthless.

Worthless.

A bloody failure.

You've gone mad, haven't ya?

Leave him alone.

- Oh, dear. - Come on.

Right.

Bye.

Fucking hell.How'd you get this far?

Tell me about that new drug deal.

- What new drug deal? - With the McCoys.

Oh, no, it's not on any more.

Not what I heard.

What do you mean,not what you heard?

Not what you heard? Why? What's he tell ya?

He said nothing to me.

No? Hey! Tell me!

Hey, 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 made me.

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

It don't matter what Freddie thinks.

Really?

Not if he gets you all banged up or killed.

That's what'll happen if you don't take things into your own hands.

- But he made me what I am. - Bollocks!

No-one made ya.

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

Yeah, Freddie's helped you but you helped him just as much.

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

Cos that's what he'll do to ya.

Listen to Ozzy.

You have to do this.

Why are we trying for a kid?

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

It's typical of Maggie to bring us here.

Just because she's got taste,you're both dead embarrassing.

Taste?

You're having a laugh.

I would rather be stung by wasps than wear one of her old relics.

Mum?

- Where are we going? - This is the highlight of the night.

Where's he taking me?

- Where are we going? Right? - Right.

Get in there, Jimmy, my boy!

It's your last chance alone.

- Nah, sorry. I can't do this. - You can, mate. She's staying.

Come on, girls.Let's have a good time, yeah?

- I'm sorry. I can't do this to Mags. - Oh, forget Mags.

- She's probably on her back right now. - What?

You don't...

- Don't fucking disrespect her. - I don't mean anything.

All I'm saying is that she probably

is knee-deep in cock, mate.

Freddie. Don't you fucking talk about her like that. Alright?

Easy, Jimmy.

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

I'm not you.

Get out of meway.

- Come on. - Fuck off!

You not gonna let me in?

Not tonight.

Suit yourself.

Freddy Freddy

It's Jimmy.

What, Jimmy?

Jimmy's running the ecstasy deal for Ozzy.

By himself.

- Yeah? - Have you got the ring?

Of course.

'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, 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's."

Did you know about it?

Seriously?

How you feelin', champ?

Great.

- You've done well, ain't you, mate? - Yeah.

She's beautiful.

I ain't talkin' about her.

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

- What about? - About you and Ozzy.

I've been hearin' things about you two.

Come on, Jimmy!

- I fuckin' love you, Jimmy boy! - Come on, babe, it's time.

Leave some for me! Jesus!

Lovely couple, aren't they?

I never knew Ozzy could be so generous.

Neither did I.

I need boobies.

Don't make a fool of yourself,

Freddie. Not here.

Fuck this.

Jacks, come here.

Alright, alright!

No, I don't understand.

It's like a football team.

- Football team? - Yeah.

Imagine I own West Ham,

and you, Freddie, are my manager.

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

Right.

Alright, so I'm...

Where does Jimmy fit into all of this?

Well, Jimmy's been like your right-hand man all these years,

like a first-team coach,

and I've decided to promote him.

How can you promote him when I'm the fucking manager?

Well, that's just it, Freddie.

Imagine I don't just own West Ham,

I own Arsenal, as well,

... and Jimmy's gonna manage that.

All by himself.

Jimmy's gonna take care of all the drugs, Freddie.

- How long has he been in here? - About an hour.

Just rolled in 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, eh?

- How you doin', Fred? - I'm alright, thank you.

That is a lovely whistle.Did you pick that out for him, eh?

You guys, you're always really fucking sharply dressed.

Do you wanna go somewhere private?

No. Why? I haven't got nothing to hide from anyone here.

We're all one big happy family, yeah?You, me, the McCoys

in 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, what I said to you

about both of us being special?

- Yeah. - Good, good.

Cos,

... 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 have something...

... special.

- Together. - Look,

No, just be quiet for a second, yeah? Don't speak, just for a minute.

You don't really have to say anything cos,

... cos I know what's happened here.

Ozzy... may have persuaded you to do this.

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

And I admit, alright,

I admit, I haven't...

I haven't been all that reliable

... lately.

Yeah, but I never, ever expected you

to go behind my back like that.

Never.

I'm sorry.

Really?

Look, it's business, yeah?

- It don't change anything... - Don't be so bloody naive!

Everything is fucked now because of you! Because you chose this!

Ozzy is playing you, Jimmy.

Oh, he's playing you.

Same way he got me to play against Siddy. Yeah.

It's what he's best at.

Wait. What you doing? Sit down.

Fuck off.

We were special, Jimmy.

Oh, shit.

What you doing, Dad?

I'm just looking for something,mate.

Why don't you live here anymore?

I do live here.

I don't... Come here.

What's the matter?

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

Mate.

Why didn't you tell your mum?

Oh, look,

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 do you know what I say?

I said, "Daddy's out with his whore bitch Patricia".

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

I ain't really in the mood for this, Jackie.

- Really? - Nah.

Well, tough! Tell me, Freddie,when are you gonna stop seeing her?

Seeing that childless,stuck-up bitch?

Be quiet, Jackie.Best not do this now, yeah?

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

- Or don't you have that in you? - Just leave me alone

or I swear, I'll fucking do you some mischief.

Oh, you're man enough to have 'em but not man enough to love 'em!

Just like your own dad!

Sorry? What did you fucking say?

Do you really wanna know why I go to her?

Cos being with her helps me forget what a fucking idiot I'm with here!

Go on, then! Run away!

Why change the habit of a lifetime?

Leave me to sort it out!We'll fend for ourselves!

While you go 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.

Fucking hell, Jackie.

- It's nothing. - He's a fucking animal!

Don't be like that, Mags.

He's never done this before.He's never touched me.

Listen,

you have to leave him, right?

It wasn't his fault.

It was me. I was out of line.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. OK?

- Maggie, Jimmy's upstairs. - Where's Freddie?

- What? - Where is Freddie?

He's in the lounge.

What the hell is wrong with you?You run out of people to bully?

- You're spoiling the view, Mag. - Only scum like you

- could do that to his own wife. - Go home, yeah? Alright?

- Before I forget you are a relative. - I'm no fucking relative of yours,

you piece of shit!I'm gonna get her to divorce you.

- What did you fucking say?- She should've done it years ago.

- I swear, I'm gonna make her do it! - All you need to do...

I'm not scared of you, Freddie!I'm not scared of ya!

You're a born fucking loser,Freddie! Everyone can see it now!

You need to get a lead and a fucking collar for that one!

Get your hands off me! I'm going!

Don't go visiting the red light districts.

It's easily done - a room full of boys, all steamed up.

We ain't going to Amsterdam on a bender. It's business.

Come here, giz a kiss.

I'll miss ya.

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

It took Kim and Mike a year-and-a-half for their first.

Hallo, Maggie!

- Jimmy'll be home soon.- That's not true, is it, darling?

Cos we both know... that Jimmy

is on the plane to Amsterdam.

No...

You like it hot, don't ya?

Please, go home, Freddie.

Hey, babe.

Thought you'd be home.You must have popped out.

Anyway, we're here now,I'll call you later.

I love ya.

That's how you make a fucking baby.

Yeah?

- Want me to get that for ya? - Just get out!

- Regretting this already? - Jimmy's gonna kill you for this.

Oh, yeah. Let's tell him all 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 broken toys

Know what I mean?

Even if he could fix them so they would work again,

he'd just plain old fucking ignore them.

Go, please...

200,000 people have gathered in London this evening for an epic...

It's gonna be a really great year for us,... I can feel it,...

all three of us.

For a long while back there we all thought you were firing blanks, mate!

- We all said that! - No, we didn't.

- I never, never said that! - You can all rest assured, I sorted it,didn't I?

They're counting down!

8 7 6 5 Eight, seven, six, five,

4 3 2 1 four, three, two, one!

Happy New Year!

Mum, I've put them on by myself.

Sleep tight.

What can I say?

It's just not so profitable for us now.

You understand this.

There is still a recession out there.

Listen, mate, there are no new terms.

- Your product has become diluted. - Oh, yeah?

Do you think we're cutting it before selling it?

Test it for yourself.

- This is from your last batch. - We're not shifting our position.

Your cousin Freddie said you were reasonable and would negotiate.

- That's why we came in good faith. - Freddie doesn't make the decisions.

Fine.

We'll be seeing you.

It's OK,

we understand.

- What are they kicking off for? - I don't know.

- What are you thinking? - Where the hell is Freddie?

You don't have to go, you do know that, don't ya?

He's expecting me. He'll suspect, otherwise.

I wanna see him one last time.

Come here. Come here, come on.

Now, what has that bastard actually left us?

You and me?

- Nothing. - Right.

This is the only way things can actually change, babe.

You do know that, don't you?

I hate those fucking Turks, don't trust 'em.

Neither do I but we need 'em, don't we?

Hope they don't ball it up.

What's the matter, you old mare?

- You're not crying? - No.

I'm just a bit run-down.

Pat?

No-one's getting to you?

No

I'm fine, really.

I've got a cold.

Harry. Come here.

- Got a tissue, mate? - Yeah, sure.

Thanks.

Here you are, babe.

Thanks.

Happy Birthday!

Hold on.

Here you are.

Here you go. Happy Birthday, my boy.

He's growing up nice and handsome. Looks just like his dad, eh?

Cheers, mate.

- What do you say? - Thanks.

You're welcome, my son.

Say hello to the Devil!

What's this counter made out of?

- Italian marble. - Blow me...

Italian marble.

Better not put my fag out on it, then.

Give it a rest, Mum.

- Need any help, Auntie Mags? - No, I'm alright, love.

Actually you could get the jelly.

So, what do you think of it, then, eh, Jimmy?

It's my favourite present ever, Uncle Freddie.

So, Champ, you gonna show me around your castle?

Come here!

Right...

Oi! Don't break that, Freddie.

- I'm the king of the castle. - What's that?

That you are, my boy, that you are.

- How many bedrooms this gaff got? - Seven.

When are you gonna start on the other five kids?

You better hurry up and pop 'em out, eh?

And, what? End up like you?

Stop! Stop!

Give him to me.

Just...

Come here, Jimmy.

- He's got my eyes, ain't he? - Come here.

Don't you think it's time that we, had another one?

Keep your hands off.

We could always run away, you know? The two of us, just start again.

- Keep an eye on him, will ya? - Why? Where you going?

I've just got to lie down, got a headache.

Night.

What's wrong with her?

I don't know anymore.

Come here, mate.

Look at the cake.

All for the Birthday boy...

Go on, mate,

give it a good blow. That's the way.

Is there nothing you won't stop at?

- What are you talking about? - Trying it with Maggie now, are ya?

Oh... Are you pissed already?

I saw you, Freddie, trying it on with her.

Who says I have to try?

Get a lift home with your mum, yeah?

I'm off.

Des, come in. Alright?

How are ya, mate? What's the matter?

Ozzy's been stabbed.

- What? - He might live, but it's touch and go.

What's happenin'?

- Ozzy's been stabbed. - Is he dead?

No, not yet.

I think it was one of the Turks,

one of Ahmed's cousins.

You have to be ready for him.

They'll come for you next, Jimmy.

Sooner or later.

I know.

I know.

- Let's talk in the morning. - Alright.

What's the matter? Can't sleep?

I'm scared.

- I'm scared for you. - Don't be.

I heard him say it.

- They'll try and kill you, too. - Don't be silly. No-one'll do that.

I'm not stupid.

It's obvious what's going on here. I mean...

Nothing will happen to me.

Or you.

Or our little Jimmy, alright?

I promise ya.

Jimmy,Jimmy,Jimmy,Jimmy! Jimmy,Jimmy,Jimmy,Jimmy!

- What's the matter with you? - Nothing's matter with me

You're so far away.

I'm just worried about you.

I'll go and try and sleep.

I didn't expect this, you know.

I know he's got a lot of enemies. It's to be expected.

There's a turf war. Pure and simple.

You talk to them more than me. What have they said to ya?

Last time the Turks come down the docks,

they said we'll bloody pay for everything.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Tipping the boys. All sorts.

He even invited us both to his daughter's wedding.

- Just don't seem right to me. - Why not?

I didn't think the Turks had the balls to do this.

Do you remember how we used to tear around there on our bikes?

You remember that summer?

Really hot, 76.

You were seeing that bird with the squinty eye.

- Who? Rosy Philip? - That's it. Rosy Philip.

I was shagging her sister, Lucy.

I couldn't help it. The things she wanted me to do to her. Filthy.

You had that jacket.

- What jacket? - That leather jacket you always wore.

Alright, Jimmy? What are you two gabbing about?

Hi, Jack.

Do you remember Freddie's jacket when we were kids?

- The one with the studs on the back? - Yeah.

Listen to this. He wore it on our first date.

What happened to it?

The old man threw it on the fire.

Told me I had to get a suit, go out, earning.

Bastard.

OK, Freddie. Come on. Freddie, we've gotta go.

You better be ready, Freddie.

Open this door now or I'll clobber you.

I'm not scared of you!

Freddie! Open it now. I'll call your dad.

Freddie, did you hear me? I'm calling him now!

What's he gonna do? He's never fucking here!

Freddie, this is your last chance before I ring him.

Right. That's it. I'm calling him.

- He's running away from ya, stupid cow. - What?

He's running away to go and see Maggie. I heard him say it to her.

What?!

When'd you hear Dad say that?

Come on, baby. Tell me.

When'd you hear Dad say that?

What?

I was just thinking.

You know, we've never really seen eye to eye, have we?

- How do you mean? - I'm truly sorry about that.

I feel I've always been a little bit jealous of you.

Jealous?

Yeah, you know.Me and Jimmy being mates for so long

and you come along. Kind of pissing in our water, isn't it?

Suddenly, you're his best mate,the one he trusts.

The one he turns to.

Maybe if you weren't such a pissed out coke head.

No. No, it's a fair point.

I'm glad we're getting it out like this.

I always really admired your frankness.

- Where's the ship? - Just up here.

You alright, love?See you later, OK?

I'll pick you up from Grandma's.

Alright. This afternoon.Yeah.

- You're not booked in today. - Put a sock in it.

- I'm coming for Maggie's special cuts. - You alright?

- You tell me,sis. - You been at the bottle already,darling?

Keep your nose out of it,mum,yeah?Just this once, eh?

- Do what? - Come on. Let's go in the office.

I wanna talk about this right here

- in this poncy little shop of yours. - OK.

- Get it out. - How long you been after my Freddie?

- You are joking, right? - I've seen it with my own eyes.

You two circling each other like a pair of vultures.

- Right. Come on. Get out... - No!

I'm not leaving till you tell me the truth, you fucking slag!

You little bitch.

You've been flashing your goods at him for a bloody long time now.

Mum, shut up. Don't.

No,Think it through.It all makes sense.

What makes sense?

You've always been jealous of me being with Freddie.

- You're mental,Jacqui. - Right from the start.

The way you look at him.

I should have realised from the start. Oh, God!

It's so bloody obvious!

You've been pining for him all this time.

- I can finally see it. - What's the matter?

Is Jimmy not man enough for ya?

- Doesn't he do the business downstairs? - Stop this,Jacqui.

Come on.I know a good place to play.

- How's our Maggie doing these days? - What?

You're close. You must have noticed she's been down in the dumps lately.

- Don't know what you're talking about. - Oh, come on.

We all know that Maggie and Jimmy have got a few problems.

It's hardly a secret. She walks around with a face like a rainy day.

- What are you talking about? - Jimmy can't perform.

It's driving poor, old Maggie to the end of her tether.

Is that why you need my husband,yeah? Cos yours can't get it up?

- You stupid - You little slut!

- Do you hear me?! - Don't touch me!

- I fucking hate your husband! - Oh, yeah.

I'd never let that piece of mongrel scum anywhere near my body!

Don't you get that, Jackie?

Even with your shit for brains!

I'd rather die than have that fucker touch me.

Where's little Jimmy?

- Freddie? - Where's he gone? Fucking hell! - Freddie?

- He's gone! Freddie? - Jimmy! Jimmy? Freddie!

Jimmy is just for me

There's no juice in the moose.

He's got some.It's not the same though, is it?

- What? - Believe me, I know that for sure.

- Jimmy, not his dad. - How would you know that?

Because little Jimmy, yeah,is my son.

Oh, yeah. The little fella's definitely mine. Without a doubt.

And our Maggie knows that, too.Do you remember when you flew out

to Amsterdam to open up the lab there?Yeah. Five years ago then.

Well, that night,I broke into Jimmy's,

and I raped Maggie.And low and behold,

nine months later...

You wanna know what the funny thing is?

I love that kid.

I really love that little boy.

Maybe even more than my other kids.

But I can't even see him.

God, it feels good to get this off my chest.

- It's all my fault. - Don't worry, love.

We have every available officer looking for him.

You don't understand.

I've been awful to him.

To my own son.

It's not your fault. Don't be so hard on yourself.

It is.

I'm a terrible mother.

- Where are we going? - We're gonna look at the trains.

You like trains, don't you?

What are you doing?! Come away from there! I said come away!

Two, three, are you receiving?

Two, three.

Yeah.

Any word.

Alright.

Yeah. Roger that. Over.

They're OK.

Oh! Oh, my Freddie!

Oh, God!

Oh, my God!

I'm never gonna let her go again.Never!

It's OK. It's OK, babe.

Oh, God.

What were you doing?

Freddie. Freddie.

Please, I'm...I'm not gonna hurt you, OK?

We just wanna know, yeah?

What were you doing running away like that?

The shouting.

I just wanted to get away from all the shouting.

You really scared mummy today.

Promise me you won't go off like that again, OK?

Who's my boy?

Sleep tight.

- How are you feeling? - Bloody awful.

- How's Maggie and the little 'un? - Yeah, they're good. Good, thanks.

It's like the crocodile from Peter Pan.

They're gonna come for you.

Yeah, I know.

- You know who it was? - Yeah.

The Turks.

Must have been planning this for months.

Jesus Christ open your frigging eyes,Jimbo.

The Turks need somebody on the inside,...

... someone who can give 'em all we got.

All our routes, all our contacts.

No, he wouldn't...

No, he wouldn't go that far.

- Not even Freddie would do this. - No, no, not just Freddie.

Patricia. Patricia

My little sister.

My own flesh and blood.

Hurts, don't it?

I'm already taking care of Patricia.

You gotta take care of your end,...

... cleanly and quickly.

But, uh,...

... do you know this for certain?I mean, how can you be sure?

Don't be a fool.

Do you think he'd think twice about doing the same to you?

Freddie's an animal.

When the time comes,...

you have to be able to kill someone you love.

Don't you understand?

Ozzie is awake.He is talking to Jimmy

- and he knows it was me. - There's nothing to link you.

He knows it was me.

This is bloody Ozzie we're talking about.

Pat, it's OK, yeah?

Well, gentlemen,I think we can safely say

that Ozzie is well out of our reach.

But Jimmy don't know this was you?Not for certain, anyway.

We haven't been talking about it, so...

- Your wives are still sisters. - I'm sorry, what's your fucking point?

We need to cut Ozzy off from his world... right now.

I thought we were gonna speak to Jimmy.

Come on, Freddie.

You knew this was going to happen sooner or later whatever we did to Woody.

I'd rather it was you than one of their kebab delivery boys.

In Turkey, We would seal your filthy mouth with cement.

Oh, yeah? Well, this is the EU.

Bullshit.

- Freddie? - Yes, sir?

It's gotta be you, OK?

You're the only one that can get close enough to him.

- Where is you car Karsey, mate? - It's upstairs.

Right.

There's an engagement party for my daughter.

It's next week.

Jimmy'll be there.

I can fix it with Tony...

so I'm waiting upstairs in the pub.

No.

No, I'm not doing it at a party.Not in front of his family.

You might not get a better chance, Jimmy.

No.

It's Kim's engagement.She works with my wife.

He won't be so bloody scrupulous.Remember what he did to Siddy?

I'll figure out a way to get him to come out to my car.

Do you want me to wait in the car park before you?

No.

I want you to stay in the pub.

That way, he won't be on his guard.

I'm really sorry. It's the booze.It makes me paranoid.

Maybe you should do something about the booze.

I'm really trying.

Is he still seeing her?

Yeah.

I'm doing this for Kim.Tonight's her night.

Jesus, Rox,turn that bloody racket down!

I mean it. Right this minute. I swear,I'll chuck that beatbox off the edge.

Jesus, you can't call that noise music.

- I quite like it.- Are you getting old, Mum?

Stuff you listen to!

What the fuck's wrong with Fleetwood Mac, eh?

Your mum was a right rock chick in her day.

Damn right.I ran away with this band, once.

I spent 5 months on the road with 'em. Do you remember?

- Yeah! What were they called again?- The Gasoline Engines.

Remember, they were right into their motorbikes.

Mum and Dad went completely spare,didn't they?

- How old were you?- God, Roxanna's age.

- 15? No!- Yeah.

Do you remember the singer dumped me in that camp site in Camper Sands

- and I had to hitch home?- And Dad had to come and get you.

And he's definitely clean, yeah?

Yeah.

- When are you coming round?- In about an hour.

Freddie, Freddie

I saw... I saw a couple of men sitting in a car outside last night,

and,

I haven't got any milk.

Don't worry about it, babe.

I'll check it out when I get there.

Yeah.

Be quick, love.

And get this, right?Jacks used to turn up

to face his nightclub mate*** with a copy of Shoot magazine...

Stop.

... so she could tell him the football results.

I'm not joking. That's your mum.

- Mags. - Freddie. - Mags. - Freddie

Dad, that suit looks smashing.

Yeah?

Well, it's my daughter's engagement party, innit?

Where's Freddie? I'm gonna drop him off at your mother's

- before I meet you down the bar. - Oh, you're a diamond.

Hey, Freddie, come on in,there's a good boy.

Oi, and listen, make sure Tony puts a good kick on tap

cos you know how tight he is,don't ya?

How's Jimmy?I haven't seen him for a while.

Yeah, he's good.He'll be there tonight.

Right. I'm gonna be about five minutes, yeah?

You keep the door locked.

Dad?

You OK?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine, son.

Right. There you go.

- Mags will pick him up later. - Come on, sweetheart.

Hey, your cousin's here already.

- Little Freddie's here, too? - We've got both the rascals tonight.

Down you go, darling. Yeah, Freddie dropped him off half an hour ago.

But don't worry, they ain't gonna leave my sight.

Right.

Be good, ginger.

Something bothering you, love?

No, I'm fine. Maybe see you later.

Yeah.

Oi! Look at you! Where you been hiding yourself, babe?

Alright? I love you!

Oi, it's like Mr Big here's too flush for us riff-raff these days.

- Good to see you, Jack. - You, too!

Hello, Uncle Jim.Is that for me? Thanks.

Oh, my God!

Oh, Jesus! Is this real?Oh, it's beautiful.

- Come on, let's have a look! - Oh, it's so lovely.

It's beautiful. Thank you.

Let's get this stuff off and get that stuff on.

Lend me a fag. Oh, you're so lovely, you are.

One, two, three!

It's a lovely necklace you got Kim.

- It's nothing. - No, she's really made up. Well done.

-Tony? - What's he like, her man? - Tony?

- He's young. - Is he young for it?

They all are young hese days,aren't they?

He can't wait to be earning big time,he hangs on every word I say.

- You're a legend to him. - If only he knew it.

He reminds me of someone.

Nah, you always had a bit more going on upstairs.

Even back in the day.

Let's face it, Tony's never gonna win Master Mind

but he will look after my Kim.And he's good to Jacks,

he drops in on her when I'm not about, and that's what counts.

And I always thought that'd be us some day.

Old fuckers. Propping up the bar,

swapping war stories about how fat our wives arses are.

It will be, won't it?

Yeah, yeah.

There's a few things I wanna talk to you about.

Let's do it a couple of hours, eh?

How's Ozzy?

He's good.

He's better.

Yeah, that's what Patricia tells me.

OJ Simpson, who is suspected of murdering his ex-wife...

Why is he driving so bloody slowly?

I reckon he's definitely murdered his missus.

- Granddad. - Yes, mate?

Can I go to the toilet, please?

You don't need to ask permission,lad. Course you can.

Mind you don't wake little Jimmy.

... believe he is heading to him mansion.

Over 20 helicopters have followed...

Where is he?Where is he?Where is he?

No! You covered him!

He's gone, darling!

Mum is here!

It's alright!

Freddie,is that you,mate?

Freddie! Freddie!

It was this new toy we bought him.

A pick-up.

As it'd come, rubbed up in that bag,

but we didn't think anything about it, did we?

No, because...

Jimmy is a clever boy.

He knows not to play with things like that.

And anyway, he was asleep.

I sware, I sang him something to sleep.

I don't know, you see. He must have just got up and fetched that bag.

I don't know why he didn't go to sleep.

Was it you, who found him?

No, it was me.

Because he didn't want me to see him like that.

Come with me.

Come in.

We've given her something to help her rest.

- Where is Jimmy? - He's in the morgue with the little boy.

Poor love.

I stay with her.

You're going to be fine, alright?

Oh, God.

Come here. Come on, darling, come.

Alright. Come on.

Has he gone?

Has he really gone?

Mum?

I am so, so sorry.

No.

God didn't want him to leave, did he?

Where... Where's Freddie?

Does he know?

The plastic bag...was tied to his head.

- What did you say? - The plastic bag,...

..it was tied to little Jimmy's head.

- What do you mean, "tied"? - Tied with string.

I got rid of it before anyone saw.

No, he couldn't do that. Little Jimmy couldn't even tie his own laces.

It wasn't little Jimmy.

It was little Freddie.

Little Freddie did this to him.

I wanted you to be here when I told him that.

- Jimmy, I don't know what to say. - Just get the fuck away.

He was...

- He was my baby. - What can I do? Tell me.

This is what you've created.

Your fucked-up kid has killed my lovely boy!

- I'm sorry. - Well, that's not enough.

That's not enough now!

Well,...what do you want me to do about it?

I never wanna see...

that little monster ever again.

Well, what does that mean? Jimmy, what does that mean?

This is your fault. He's grown up a fucking killer like you!

Look, do it if you're gonna do it.

My little boy.

Freddie, don't move. Freddie!

Freddie, come here!

Let me go! I didn't do anything!Mum!

- Don't fucking move! - I didn't do anything!

- Please, Dad, don't hurt me. - How could you do that to little Jimmy?

He was so fucking little!!

How could you do it?!

Look at me.

- Why did you do it? Eh? - Are you gonna hurt me?

How could you do it?

Because you loved him more than me.

What are you doing to him? Fred, get off him!

Are you OK? Jesus! What's wrong with you, Dad?

Oh, God.

What's going on?

Why did you attack him?

That poor fucker in there, he never had a chance, did he?

- What do you mean? - Well, how come, right, little Jimmy,

he's so sweet and angelic and our...

Our Freddie,

he just turns out like that.

I mean,...

what has our Maggie got that you haven't?

- She has Jimmy, yeah? - Oh, that's fucking right, that is.

- Yeah. - She's got Jimmy.

Jimmy, that's who she has.

I bet that makes a fucking difference to her.

Freddie, wait.

What's going on? Please?

Please?

Get some sleep, babe.

I'm gonna be gone for a while.

He hadn't even worn these.

- Nor these. - Leave it, Mags.

He didn't ask to be born.

Poor sweetheart.

- He didn't stand a chance. - Don't do this to yourself.

What you doing?

- What you doing with his stuff? - Packing it away.

- Why? He's not even in the ground yet. - It needs to be done.

Jesus Christ, Maggie,how can you be so cold?

Don't you fucking tell me what to feel!

He's gone!

And I'm trying to do what I have to do.

Want to hear something funny?

I got a new lawyer.A real hottie. Asian.

This bint's really shaken up my case for parole.

Thinks the prison service has been negligent

- in its treatment of me. - That's great.

If I was outside,

I tell ya, we wouldn't be in the bloody mess we are now.

Oh, oh, you think I'm being harsh, do ya?

I'm sorry about your little 'un.Jimmy, truly, I am.

But you must realise there's no mercy for the weak out there.

Don't let them see you're hurting cos that's when they come for ya.

You gotta finish what you started.Take out the Turks

and then...

- take out Freddie. - That's what I plan to do.

- Good man. - But not 'cos you fucking tell me to.

I'm gonna do it because all this has gone far enough.

- Sit down, Jimmy. - Fuck off, Ozzy!

- Why is he not dressed? - Cos he's not going to no funeral.

- Why not? - Cos he's too young, that's why.

Yeah. You're right.

Well, what are we gonna do with him, then?

Joseph's gonna have him. I spoke to him, sorted it.

Oh, thank God.

- Thank God we're all alright. - Yeah.

Can you imagine what they're going through?

What is must feel like to lose a kid like that?

- No! - It's OK. It's alright.

You're gonna have to keep an eye on her at work. Help her out a bit.

She doesn't accept help.She ain't built that way.

What's up with your mum?

Fuck knows. She hasn't said anything since we got here.

What are you doing here?

I wanted to be here for him.

- I know about everything you've done. - Really?

- What do you know? Tell me. - I know about you and the Turks.

I know about you and Patricia,about the hit on Ozzy.

I know you were sent to kill me after Kim's engagement.

This is it for you.

After today, you're a dead man.

Something funny?

Yeah, Jimmy...

Jimmy, Jimmy,you think you know so much.

But you don't.

- You know fuck all. - Really?

What don't I know?

You should have shot me at the morgue, mate.

But then that's always been your problem. You've got no balls.

You got no real man's spunk in ya.

Do you know what I mean?

Don't forget,...

... if it weren't for me,

you would still be working on Cortinas at Kwik-Fit .

When I'm done with you,

... I'm gonna go after that murdering son of yours

and I'm gonna cut his throat.

Alright?

We was just saying what a lovely little boy our Jimmy was.

You shouldn't be here.

I have more right than anyone else to be here and you know that.

- Just go. - Oi.

He was our boy.

Yeah? I know that,...

... you know that,...

... and one day, everyone else will know that.

I'm going home.

Oh, are you pissed again? Nice.

We were never gonna have this, were we, Freddie?

What?

You never wanted any of this with me, did you?

That's why we live in such a shithole, isn't it?

I have no idea what you are talking about, but I am going home.

I was the wrong bloody sister.

Tony, Tony, get us another whisky, mate.

Do you know Jimmy wants to kill me?

Do you wanna know why?

Do you wanna know why he wants to kill me?

It's cos I'm the fucking daddy.

Jesus.

Are you hurt?

No... It's not my blood.

What is going on with you, Jimmy?

Talk to me.

I used to feel like you didn't love him.

What?

It used to break my heart watching him

look it up at you,

... need your love,...

... but you just couldn't give it to him.

But then you changed.

For God's sake.

Jimmy's gonna kill me.

What?

You better get Freddie out of here.

You better get him as far away from here as you can.

Why little Freddie?

Why little Freddie?

Cos Jimmy's gonna come after him and all.

Why would Jimmy hurt little Freddie?

Freddie killed my little boy.

I knew it.

Little Jimmy was your boy, wasn't he?

He was your boy, wasn't he?

I loved him so much.

Oh, God.

- Jimmy? - Fred. -Jimmy -Fred

Look, mate, we really need to meet up, don't we? Sort all this shit out.

Name a time and a place.

Jimmy, boy, you sound so different these days.

Just tell me.

Yeah, there is something I need to tell you, mate.

Stop fucking me about!

6:00pm tonight, see you in the tavern.

No more, please. No.

- What did you say, fatty? - No more, please.

Don't worry, you'll be meeting your brother very soon.

- Where are we going? - Grandma is gonna be taking you.

You're gonna be staying with her for a while.

What about you and Mum? I don't wanna be by myself.

Look, Fred, alright,...

..mate, I am not gonna lie to you, alright?

You are going away because of what you done to little Jimmy.

And I know why you did it as well and I'm... I'm...

I'm sorry, actually, because it... That's my fault.

You know.

I should have done better by you, mate.

We should have done better by you.

I don't wanna go!

I know, but you have to or Uncle Jimmy's gonna kill you. Do you understand?

Mate, you've just gotta be a bit braver. Come on.

When will Mum see me?

She'll come and see you soon, I promise.

- What about you? - Soon! Get in the car, go on.

Here you are, babe. Look, that should keep you going

for a while, yeah?

What's gonna happen between you and Jimmy?

I don't know.

I brought you up to watch out for each other.

I want it like yours.

What?

I want it like your hair.

Sharon? Leave that. Go and have an early lunch, yeah?

Alright. Thanks.

OK,... I'll have to take quite a lot off.

Is that gonna be alright?

Do you think Freddie will like it?

Cos that's all that really matters to me.

OK, babe, what's going on?

I just wanna look like you.

For Freddie.

- I know. - You know what?

I know about little Jimmy.

Freddie told me. He was drunk out of his skull. I know it was the truth.

- What truth? - Don't fucking play games with me.

Do you remember when I came in here before?

And I said you were making eyes at my Freddie?

And to think,...

... you'd already been there.

And not only that,...

... you went and had a bloody kid with him, too.

My little sister.

No flies on her.

Jackie, he raped me.

Don't give me that shit.

- I know you seduced him. - He broke... into our house

- and he dragged me from the bath. - Shut up!

And when he'd finished in me,...

... h-he spat in my face,...

... just to make sure on you

- what I was to him. - No.

And I used to watch Jimmy holding his son...

... like he was the most precious thing in the world.

And all the time, I knew that, um,...

... that that lovely,...

... lovely little boy...

... was born out of... Out of rape.

Now, how do you think that made me feel, Jacks?

I don't believe you.

How late is he now?

Half hour.

When you've poured those first drinks, you go in the back.

Whatever you say, Jimmy.

Thinking about me?

What do you want?

I've been hurting.

- Just like you. - What?

It's been killing me, actually. I...

All I wanna do is be near you and share it

Share it?

-He was... He was our boy, Mags. -No

What?

Come on, you know it as well as I do, inside you.

We both made that beautiful boy.

- And I loved him. - He was never yours to love!

Do you understand?

My little Jimmy was never yours to love and that is exactly why

he was a beautiful boy.

- Oh, don't be like that, Mags. - How could a cold,

bloody monster like you ever love anyone?

- What did you say? - Freddie, all you are is a cancer.

You're cancer. You're cancer in all of our lives.

Right.

- There was I thinking - Are you fucking crazy?

Oh, well.

Maybe Jimmy will kill me now.

But he's never gonna look at you the same again.

- What do you mean? - After I've to tell him everything.

Oh, it's the least I can do, innit, after all?

Man to man.

Don't do this.

You can't tell Jimmy!

All of this, all of it,...

... it's over for you now.

- No, it's not. - Fucking hell, Maggie!

Oh, fuck. Fucking hell. Oh, shit.

I... Jackie? Help.

You fucking help me. Maggie's gone mental.

Fuck.

I need an ambulance.

Oi, call a fucking ambulance, yeah?

Call a fucking ambulance, you stupid bitch.

Oh, shit.

Where's my phone?

Oh, shit.

Where...

Fucking...

Give us a minute, will you?

Thanks mate.

- Still no sign of Freddie? - No.

- How long has it been now? - Five months.

- What do you think happened to him? - You tell me.

I told you back then,...

I had nothing to do with it.

-You alright? -Yeah -Come here.

-So, what's it like there? -Fine.

We're making a go of it.

- I bought little Freddie a dog. - Really?

What kind?

A Labrador.

Little Freddie chose her. He's called her Britney.

God.

He takes her for walks by the sea.

You're by the sea, then?

Jackie, why won't you tell us where you've gone?

- Mum really wanna see little Freddie. -No, She can't.

Why not?

Cos I don't want anyone from round here to know.

It's none of their bloody business.

Well,can't you tell me?

Then why did you go?

I had to.

- For little Freddie's sake. - Little Freddy? Why? It...

Cos I didn't want him growing up like his father.

What are you thinking,Jimmy?

Are you thinking what it's gonna be like when I'm out?

No, I was thinking about Siddy.

- And Freddie. - What about 'em?

They used to run things for you, didn't they? All this time you was inside.

Things didn't turn out too well for them.

One got a bottle in the neck and the other one has...

disappeared,...

before I had a chance to shoot him.

What's your point?

I'm just thinking out loud, really.

But things don't look too rosy for me, do they?

Seeing as I took over from him.

I like you, Jimmy.

I always have.

You've got brains.

The others...

didn't.

Not like you.

Do you know who you remind me of?

Me.

You're gonna be useful to me when I'm out.

Until I stop being useful.

What?

Well,

that's how it is with you, isn't it?

Use 'em and then...

lose 'em.

Don't make me an enemy...

Enemy? Friend? It's all the same with you

Freddie knew that.

You're making one big fucking mistake

Did you think I didn't have the balls to do Freddie?

Is that why you killed him?

I was gonna kill Freddie! I was!

I didn't need your help!

Guard?

This is over for you now,Jimmy.

I didn't think I'd miss him.

Not like this.

Well, you spent most of your life with him.

Yeah, what a waste of time, eh?

You can't think like that.

You're more than just him.

I'm glad for you, Mags.

Really, I am.

I'm glad it's all OK now.

But I don't want your fucking pity.

Not now,

not ever.

We did something we had to do,...

and now it's all over.

- Right? - Right.

Rest in peace, babe.

Jimmy doesn't suspect anything?

-No -And that's how it's always gonna be.

Thanks, Jackie.

You're my little sister.

Anyway,

I better go. I've got a train to catch.

- How you getting on? - Yeah.

I thank God every day.

I ain't speaking to you again about this.

Next time you piss me about,

you'll get a visit in the night.

- I tried to talk to... - Shut up!

I'm speaking.

I'm giving you a final bloody warning.

Oh, you fu...

You...

Jimmy says goodbye, old man.

- What are you cooking? - Chicken curry.

Great.

Don't know what's wrong with me, but I could eat your curry every day.

How is she?

Yeah, she's alright.

She tell you where she lives?

Wouldn't say.

I think she wants people to stay away from her and Freddie, to be honest.

Probably for the best.

How long's this gonna take, then?

I'm Hank Marvin.

Good things come to those who wait.