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She dies tonight.

Get out!

Diana!

Come on, girl.

Please, I'm sorry.

Shut the fuck up!

Ladies.

How long have we known
each other, Billy?

25 years.

25 years, that's what
I thought you'd say.

How, that's a long time,
innit, Eh?

A lot can happen in 25 years,
a lot has happened.

Ain't it son?

Yeah.

Don't you fucking smile at me.

Ah, 25 fucking years eh?

You think you'd know someone,
wouldn't ya?

I don't know, Billy.

Maybe I'm just a cunt.

Do ya think I'm a cunt Billy?

Of course not.

I do wonder.

I wonder, I wonder.

Cos it does seem of late
that every last fucker is trying
to make me look like one.

Your good self included.

I would never.

Don't do that.

Don't insult my intelligence.

Don't, please!
Please gov, I didn't do nothing!
Please!

I didn't do anything.

I fucking love that dog.

This breeds got a biddable
and stable disposition,
is what they said.

Protects its owner,
loves its owner,
bonds with its owner.

Prefers to live inside
than out in a kennel.

It's the perfect dog.

To me, loyalty in a
dog is everything.

You find a bitch who
adores you, she'll do just
about anything to please you.

I don't know whether
it was age.

Or boredom, or lack of respect...

At some point,
in Diana's little doggy mind.

She decided she didn't
wanna go fetch no more.

So what use is she to me?

If a thing don't do that
which it was intended to do,
you get rid of it, yeah?

Simple.

You look pathetic.

Please, boss, I'm sorry.

What happened to you, Billy?

There's a time when I would have
trusted you with me life.

Then you decide to go
and stick it up me arse.

I did not. I would never ...

Do I strike you as a man
who takes it up the Gary?

Please, don't shoot me!

Please boss.
I haven't done nothing.

I promise I won't shoot you, Billy.

Promise, I wouldn't waste
a fucking cartridge on ya.

I should've listened to me old man.
You know what he used to say to me?

Son, he'd say...

Never...trust...no...cunt...ever!

Smart man, me old fella.

What's wrong?

He'd kill us,
if he found out, you know.

But he won't find out.

Feed him to the pigs.

I'll see you down the club later.

Bury the dog.

Bury the dog.

You ready?

Gentlemen.

My wife.

My gift to you.

Hello?

It's me.

- Nadia?
- Can you come get me?

Can you come get me now!

What are you talking about?

I'm leaving him.

I'm finally leaving him.

Where is he?

He's not here, he left.

This is...it's very suddenly.

Please, it has to be now.

Why?

I can't explain. Look, this
is what we always talked about.

This is what we always wanted.

It's just a surprise.

I can't give you
the things he can.

I need to. Where are you?

I'm stuck in traffic.
It's probably going to
take me an hour or two..

OK, just hurry.
I'll be waiting for you.

Where do we go?

I don't care.

What if he finds us?
He won't stop looking
for us, you know.

He won't find us.

Shit!

Hello Sunshine, it's showtime.

I used to fuck pretty
boys like you when
I was in the nick.

For fun.

But that was then,
this is now.

Now I like to fuck me Mrs.

You're aquainted with my
wife ain't you son?

You'd have thought so.

She's a good little
fuck isn't she?

She used to do it for a living.
You could probably tell.

But I saved her from all that.

"Sweetheart" I said..."You'll
never have to slave over another
punters hot cock again".

Well a man in my position,
I don't need to share the
merchandise do I?

So you can imagine my
diquiet when I find out
some 'orrible little cunt...

...barely out of his short
trousers is helping himself
to me wifes jewellery box.

Do you wanna wet your whistle?
You look a bit parched.

Yeah.

It'll be good.

Fetch the man a pint.

He needs lubricating.

Kelly.

Kelly.

[NO AUDIO]

[NO AUDIO]

Save that.
I'm trying to cook something for you.

I've got something cooking for you girl.

I'm serious,
I'm trying to make your dinner.

I didn't marry you for your cooking
skills did I?

Having said that.

If you cooking was half as good as your
sucking cock in...

I'd have tits like me
dear old ma, and a gut like
one of your old tricks, wouldn't I?

Eh?

- What is it anyway?
- It's Thai.

What, do you think I'm a paki?

- If I wanna rinki, I'll get it down the take-away, yeah?
- OK, whatever makes you happy.

And what about you?

What does make you happy?

You do.

Ahh.

You sure about that, sweetheart?

Yes I am.

You'll still happy with our
little arrangement then?

What do you think?

I did alright
by you didn't I?

And how does
that make you feel?

I love you.

Phwoarr.

You little lying...

...Euro trash...cunt.

What are you doing?

When a dog pisses on the
carpet, what do you do?

What do you do eh?
You rub its nose in it, kick it out in the
garden and teach it a bloody good lesson.

Now, you've had a bunk up
with another fella,
so what are we gonna do about you?

Whatever you're gonna do it's not
worse...

...than what I've already been through.

Oh shut up you little fucking
Euro trash whore and take your medicine
or I'll cut your fucking tongue out.

No!

Don't. No.

Who brought you over here?

Who fed you?
Who clothed you?

Who took you away from that
fucking kind of a life you had?

Who married you?
Who fucking saved you?
Who saved ya?

Me, me, me, me, me, me.

Me, me, me, me, me, me, me.

And what do I get?
The taste of another
cunts cock in me mouth.

Steak.

I fancy a steak.

No, he left here hours ago.

Hello.

Hello love, it's the butch.
Is the guv there?

- So you don't know where he is?
- No. I don't know where he is.

I don't think Mr Deel
likes you smoking in the house.

What'd she say?
Bunch of porkies.

Better get Fingers out there.

- Go and clean somewhere else will you.
- I havn't finished in here yet mam.

- I say you have.
- I don't want Mr Deel to think I'm not doing my job properly.

Mr Deel barely know that you exist,
so a little bit of dust is
not going to change that.

And keep out of the bedroom.

Kiss my arse you old slapper.

Better?

Good.

Now what have you got to say
for yourself me old son?

- I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry? I'm sorry?

It's fucking sorry.
It's a bit late for that,
innit mate?

Yeah?

What do you want me to say?

Actually I don't want you to
say a fucking word.

I don't like words,
words are not my thing.
I'm not a very eloquent person.

It was probably a bad education,
I don't blame my parents.

They weren't to know,
they didn't know any better.

Anyhow, I ain't turned out
so bad, have I? I mean I'm stood here,
and you're sat there.

So who's the bigger fucking cunt, eh?

Action! That's where I'm at.
Less of the fucking money, more do it.
More fucking do it. Yes?

- [Stammering] What do you want me to do?
- There we are. That's better..

Now we're cooking.

It's very simple.

I want you ... to kill ...
my cheating cunt of a wife.

You want me to kill Nadia?

- No.
- I mean I could rub you both out in a...jiffy.

You'd be dead as Charlie Dickens
before you know it.
You wouldn't have a clue what happened.

I mean, that's what I do,
you know that?
You're aware yeah?

Taking people out of the equation.
That's my game.

So, it will be relatively
easy for me.
It's a bit of a busmans holiday innit?

You know?

But no.

It's gotta be you
that does it, yeah?

- I can't, I can't.
- Of course you can.

Of course you can.
Didn't your Mum and Dad
tell you, you could do anything?

No.

Well shame on em,
shame on em.

But having said that ...

Your moral guidance is a
bit skew-whiff of late.
Do you know what I'm saying?

You do whatever it is
that you have to do,
but leave me out of it.

No mate. We're a bit
far gone for all that.
Do you know what I'm saying?

Past the point of no return etcetera.

Now you kill her,
or I'll fucking kill you.

Simple math really.

Look, why don't you take that
and shoot her yourself?

You know what, you won't
believe this, but I've
never actually shot anyone.

That's what I like.
Flesh on bone.

That's where I get my kicks.

How do I do it?

Now, come on mate,
I wouldn't be so presumptious.
You know.

I don't want to step on another mans job.
Be creative.
You figure it out.

What I will say is this,
I want her put down like an animal.

Since she decided to
behave like a fucking pig.

I'll tell you what, to show there's
no hard feelings, I'll throw in a couple
of quid for a job well done. Hows that sound?

Well, it's a pleasure doing business with ya.

Very well son.
Show the man out.

[SOUND FROM TUNING CAR RADIO]

Give that a rest.

Can you give that a rest.
It's about the fifth one
you've had in half an hour.

Yeah well, it keeps me awake,
alright.

Every one of those you smoke
is 11 minutes off your life.

Alright, 11 minutes of our lives.

That's 11 less minutes I've got
to spend staked out here with you.

What a waste of fucking time this is!

Look at it like this.
If a tree falls in the forest
and there's no one there to hear it...

...does it make a sound?
You what?

Likewise if a villan commits
a crime and there's no one there
to witness it, did it ever happen?

What the bloody hell
are you talking about?

Have you seen him commit any sort
of crime while we've been sat here?

- No.
- Exactly.

We sit here,
the genie stays in the bottle,

we're doing exactly what the God
put us on the Earth to do.

We doing exactly what the fucking
Gaffer put us on the Earth to do.

- Well God put the Gaffer on the Earth.
- What's God got to do with anything?

- It's nothing to do with God.
- It's not a fucking theological problem.
- It's nothing to do with theology.

Can you just shut...

Who was that?

Looked like one of his boys.

Fuck me!

- Was that a gun shot?
- Yeah.

Don't you think we should be doing something?

It's the countryside,
people shoot shit.

[PHONE RINGING]

- Hello.
- Where are you?

Babe, calm down,
I'm almost there.

Someone is trying to kill me.

What are you talking about,
where are you?

I locked myself
in a bathroom.

I'm about to turn onto the drive.
It's okay, you're safe now.

- Okay. Yes.
- Nadia.

Did you call the police?

Just be quick.
I love you.

It's me.

Hey.

I thought I was going to die.

- What happened?
- He killed the maid.

And I thought he
was going to kill me.

It's OK now, OK.

I didn't see anyone.

I must have scared him off.

Where you, where you...
...it's cold.

- Put that thing out
- Come and drive.

I think Darius hired someone
to kill me.

That's crazy.

Why?

You told him?

- No, I...
- I can't believe you fucking told him.

- I didn't know he had me bugged
- And you want to run away?

You think you're fine but
where do I fucking go? Fuck!

- Listen, listen to me.
- Fuck!

You have to trust me.

He won't find us.

- Wet as an otters pocket out here.
- Stop moaning, we're here now.

I told you we should have driven.

- Where the fuck did you get that from?
- It's me torch innit.

What?

Jesus.

Block.

It's the countryside,
people shoot shit.

I'm gonna have a word.
You go and snoop around.

Evening.

Mrs Deel?

Detective Sergeant Block.

My partner and I were patrolling
in the vicinity and we heard gunshots.

I didn't hear anything.

Well, upon further investigation
we discovered what appears
to be the scene of a crime.

In your driveway.

A crime scene?

I've been in the house all evening.

Ah, of course. Yeah, well
you understand we have to
investigate this sort of thing.

Is your husband home?

Uh no, actually
he's away on business.

Ah, I see.
Would you mind if
I come in for a moment?

Do you have a warrant?

Mrs Deel, I'll be honest with you.
I know who your husband is.

And believe me, I can
get a warrant if needs be.

But for the time being, I just wanna
ask a few questions, alright?

Thank you.

My partner will be joining us
in a few moments, so just leave
the door on the latch, alright.

You got company?

No. When I heard you knocking
the door, I thought it was my husband.

Oh, you're expecting
him home then?

Not really.

But he does keep
unpredictable hours.

Of course he does.

Block?

- Ah, fantastic proper....
- Mrs Deel, this is my partner. Detective Constable Biggs.

Evening Miss.

I was just about to ask Mrs Deel
here a few questions.

Before we start, would you mind to
excuse me for a minute.
I just need to....

...use the loo.

Of course, yeah.

This isn't a teddy bears picnic you moron.

You could have told me she was standing
there, a little look or something.

Did you find anything?

I couldn't see a bloody thing
with this thing. It's shite.

What about her?

She says Deel isn't here.

I say she's completely full of shit.

Lovely arse though innit!

Get a brew on then.

Cops

They're in the house.

They found something in the driveway.

- Did you tell them about the....
- No. I can't.

What do you mean? Why not?

Look, just stay here and be quiet OK.

I will take care of this.

Wait.

Trust me.

Shit.

Fu.....

So you reckon she's
covering for him then?

Wouldn't put it past her.

Are you sure this milk ain't off?

Nothing's ever right for you is it.

Jesus Christ.

- What happened?
- It's alright.

It's OK, it's going to be alright.

It's alright.

What have you done?

I did it for us.

But this was the only way.

For Christs sake, you've just
murdered two coppers.

Don't hit me,
don't you ever fucking hit me.

Sorry. Sorry.

But you've killed us,
can't you see that?

We're fucked.

There could be more police here
any minute. Any minute..

Oh fuck.

Don't you insult
my fucking intelligence?

Fucks me right off.

I don't want you to
say a fucking thing.

Not a word, not a syllable.
Nothing. Nish!

She dies tonight.

Dead.

I'm not asking ya.
I'm fucking telling ya, yeah.

Get it done.
I'm down the club tonight.

She'll be here on her jack.

I get back from the club and
she's here still breathing.

I'll find you.
And I'll blow your little house down.

And I'll cut you up.

Piece by piece.

Piece by piece.

Piece by piece.

Piece by piece.

By fucking piece. Piece. Piece. Piece.
Piece. Piece.

Get it fucking done.

I'm gonna have a soak.

I have no choice.

What are we doing?

Here.

Oh fuck.

What the fuck?

Oh, shit.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Oh, shit.

Fucking hell.

What the fuck have you done?

You stupid fucking bitch.

My God.

Fuck!

You'll be havin' a fucking laugh.

You see?

He cannot hurt us anymore.

His men will come.

We have to get out of here.

They'll kill us.

Not if we hide.

We can go far away.

They'll find us.

They'll never stop.

We are smarter than they are.

I have money.

We can go wherever we like.

We can start over again.

This isn't how it was supposed to be.

Why don't you go downstairs.

I just need to pack some things.

Nadia?

Help me.

Help me.

Help me.

Help me.

Help me.

Help me.

Help me.

I made a deal with him.

He told me he would kill me.

They still will unless
I finish this now.

It's the only way.
I'm sorry.

Fuck off.

[YELLING]

[YELLING]

Nadia.

Nadia!

Nadia!

- Got you.
- [SCREAMS]

You bitch!

Nadia.

Nadia.

I'll fucking kill you!

Shit!

[SCREAMS IN PAIN]

Just remember, that I did love you.

And that I had no choice.

- (CLAPPING)
- That's my girl.

I taught you good, didn't I?

(LAUGHS)

Too fucking good!

That looks sore.

There she is.

A right fucking pair of
wierdos aren't we, eh?

Too stubborn to die.

Too stupid not to.

Give us a kiss.

Easy to make me sure and warm inside.

Which cunts leaky now?

Oh, fuck!

Fuck it hurts.

Do me a favour will you girl?

If I'm gonna meet me maker.

I'm gonna have a drink in me hand.

Fetch me some vodka will ya.

That's my girl.

I still love your arse.

Peachy.

If a mans gotta die,
he's gotta die ain't he.

I'm feeling a bit holy.

Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy...

...ah fuck it..

Six under one arm.

That's my girl.

Effort.

Oh. Whoops.

I can't hold me liquor.

well.

Here's to you darling.

Squeeze me.

Do you know what me old man used to say?

The old fella.

- Darius, he'd say...
- I don't give a fuck.

You sexy cunt.

Do you have to go?

He'll be wondering where I am.

Bollocks.

But I can see you next week.

Yeah, well it's not enough.

I don't want you to have to share.

I want you all to myself.

But no one owns me.

I'm born and bred in the cage.

You sure about that?

You stand close enough to the bars.

You can fool yourself it's all...

...clear blue sky overhead.

Yet, when you take a step
back and see the bigger picture.

And you're just another pretty pet, on display.

Looking out at them, looking in.

But it only takes a second.

If the door is left open.

Then, I'm gone.

I told you.

Just one second
is all I needed!

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