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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, innit? 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! 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.

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're just jealous of what we have. - 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!

What are these?

???

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

- 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! - Just leave me alone!

Nice one, Dad. Mum's in the bogs, crying,

- cos you brought your little slut. - 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?

Yes, Ozzy's sister.

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 get 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 you think about it.

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? ***???

Yeah. Hang on.

- 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? - Yeah.

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! - Oh, come on. Come on.

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.

- Are you gonna shoot him? - Maybe.

He's becoming a liability.

Jimmy, you alright?

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

What you doing?

- Get off me. - That's not very friendly.

When are you gonna stop seeing the childless, stuck up bitch?

Are you gonna let me in?

- Freddie's got someone else. - Someone serious, Maggie.

- But you do want me to say yes? - To Ozzy?

Think about your future.

- You're just a coward, Freddie! - What'd you fucking say?

Only scum like you could do that to his own wife!

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

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