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♪ Two-seven-five, two-eight-five

♪ In stereo VHF! ♪

'You're tuned to Radio One, two-seven-five and two-eight-five

'on the medium wave and in stereo on VHF.

'Welcome to the show, I am Gary Davies,

'we have got a packed one full of hits.

'Including Blondie, Visage, Toto and The Human League, Adam Ant,

'the nation's favourite song of all time,

'the musical double comes from Foreigner

'and today's one that got away is by Aussie rockers INXS.

'So, sit back, relax, as we kick off with this,

'from Boney M...' ♪ Freeze, I'm Ma Baker

♪ Put your hands in the air And give me all your money... ♪

♪ BONEY M: Ma Baker ♪

♪ This is the story of Ma Baker

♪ The meanest cat From old Chicago town... ♪

# She was the meanest cat # In old Chicago town

# She was the meanest cat # She really mowed them down

# She had no heart at all # No, no, no heart at all

# She was the meanest cat ♪ For she was really tough

♪ She left her husband flat He wasn't tough enough

♪ She took her boys along... ♪

So, what made your eyes fall on me?

I'm not sure I can tell you without getting a slap.

I don't think you would.

I thought they'd be older...

What my work mates? What, they're not your brothers?

I thought you were one of the Lord boys.

So, that's why you showed out to me.

There's a certain excitement that comes with your family name.

Look, I don't think I'm the Lord you're looking for.

No?

My family couldn't lie in bed straight...

But that's not me, y'know.

Toilets are over there if that's what you were about to ask?

I'm just gonna powder my nose.

♪ BONEY M: Mirror Mirror ♪

To heal your broken heart.

She was all fur coat, and no knickers anyway.

Yeah, what are you?

See for yourself.

I'd remember if I'd seen you in here before.

I'm Cindy. Like the dolls.

I'm Gene.

Hi, Gene.

You gotta tell me, Cindy,

what you doing working behind the jump in here?

Trying to make an honest living.

And... tell me something, Gene.

Why did your eyes fall on her?

For a minute...

...I thought SHE was the most beautiful girl in here.

What?! I'm sorry.

So, Gene, what d'you do?

Me? Newspaper editor.

Hmm.

I'm just gonna ask...

About midnight.

♪ BONEY M: Mirror Mirror ♪

My family ran this whole area.

Not any more. Really?

We used to pile in here mob handed.

Then my dad would let us fight for the front of the queue,

I was... I was always last 'cause I'm the youngest.

They should have put you first.

Yeah, well, you... you don't know my family.

So, how about you? Where's your flock?

Anyone at home?

You like it that way?

♪ FOREIGNER: I Wanna Know What Love Is ♪

I like this song.

Me too. Mm...

D'you mind if I just...?

Spoiling my view.

Oh, God, look.

There's something I need to tell you...

Please don't tell me you're already taken?

I'm not actually a newspaper editor. Hmm.

I just work in the print. But I've got plans...

Yeah? Big plans.

Yeah? Yeah.

You gonna take on the world?

So, why did you tell me the truth?

Because I was hoping you'd stick around long enough to find out.

And I don't wanna make a fool of myself...

...so just tell me if you think I'm coming on too...

♪ I wanna know what love is

♪ I want you to show me

♪ I wanna feel what love is

♪ I know you can show me... ♪

♪ I wanna know what love is

♪ I want you to show me... ♪

Oh, I think I love you. Hmm.

Course you fucking do.

♪ I know you can show me

♪ I wanna know what love is ♪ I wanna know

♪ I want you to show me... ♪

You sure you're ready for this, cos there's no turning back now.

It's alright, my heart. I know I'm gonna love them.

Yeah. It's not you I'm worried about, Cind.

♪ THE JAM: Going Underground ♪

♪ Some people might say My life is in a rut

♪ I'm quite happy with what I got

♪ People might say That I should strive for more

♪ But I'm so happy I can't see the point

♪ Something's happening here today

♪ A show of strength With your boy's brigade

♪ And I'm so happy And you're so kind... ♪

What you got the hump about, Dad? Just bought you a pint.

Who says I've got the hump? This is my happy face.

Drop him out, babe. He's in one of them moods.

I must say, Leonard Lord,

you're looking particularly fuckable,

in your Gabicci cardi on this fine afternoon.

Thanks, babe.

Oi! Mush! What you doing? What?

I'm just playing, Dad. Where'd you get the knife from?

Oh, leave him, Len. Come see Grandma.

I'll give you money for the machines.

My favourite, ain't yer? Yes, Grandma.

He's not fucking twelve years old.

He should be home, wanking, not playing Pac-Man.

Alb.

Look who's here. Alright, sweetheart.

Oi. Oi. This is Cindy...

Hello, yeah good to meet you.

My brother, Len. Hi, babe. Nice to meet yer.

Nice to meet you. I'm Carly. You look amazing.

Very pretty. Thank you.

You alright, Carl? It's been too long, Gene.

You must be Mint Ma.

Thoughtful girl, aren't you?

Welcome. Thanks.

He's punching above his weight. He sure is.

Gene. Hey, ma.

Missed you, son. Come with me, babe. Sit down here.

Go and say hello. For me.

Alright, Dad.

You alright, boy. ♪ Goin' underground... ♪

They used to take the whole school down Camber Sands

on this rickety old bus

and I swear to God, them people that live by the sea,

yeah, they, they've never seen a black person before,

'cause they were all coming up to me and touching my hair.

Of course, my sister Rosemary took up with a black fella,

so you're hardly exotic round here.

Got my beautiful Wesley and Gilbert, haven't I, boys?

Yes, Ma.

Go on.

Mum, Dad... Everyone.

I wanted to wait for Kelly, but...

There's a reason I invited you here today.

Erm... Ha, ha...

I had it all worked out what I was gonna say...

Get on with it, bruv!

I know I'm not around that much...

...I've come here today, to tell you all that,

I've asked Cindy to marry me. Oh, my God!

Six weeks, for fuck's sake.

I don't know any of you, erm,

apart from the kindness you've shown me today...

...but...

...I look around this pub, and, um...

...I see family.

That's all I've ever wanted.

Come here.

Dad!

Kelly! Dad! They stabbed me.

It hurts so bad, Mum.

Carly, get some towels and a bottle of Gin. Now, girl.

On it. On it! Move! Let me see my son.

It was them Peckham Boys, Dad.

They got me at the lockup down the yard.

Said if we don't pay our debts, they'll take everything.

They nearly killed me. It's a fucking scratch, boy.

Leonard! Yeah.

Round up your cousins, get down there!

They can't walk over us anymore. We're fucking Lords!

You lot, round the boys up! Gene! Where you going?

Your brothers need you.

Listen, Dad. Use your head.

The Peckham Boys'll annihilate you if you just stroll in there.

Gene, knit it. Knit what, Len? Fucking madness...

I'll fucking annihilate you if you don't get down that yard.

Dad... Are you a Lord or are you a mug?

Albert. Please. Leave him alone.

Bert. Enough.

What you fucking looking at?

I'm going too, Dad. No way.

He goes, end of! Now chop chop! This ends today!

Right, lets tool up and get going!

Your brother will sort it.

What are you doing?

No, no, you're not going. Cinds, you heard him.

No! No! No! I don't wanna fucking lose you.

Thank you... For what you said...

Oi, Gene. Come on?!

You don't have to do this, Gene.

I'm here, aren't I?

It's too quiet, Len.

Fuckin' won't be in a minute.

You want the Lords' gear?

You gotta get past the Lords.

Fuckin' Lords? You're two-bob.

You and your old man are done.

I warned you. Your time's up.

Come on, you cowson.

Let's fucking do them!

Len?

Uh! Fuck you, man.

Gene, I'm gonna secure our lock up! Len!

I want him. The flash prick.

Len?!

Ah no, no, no. Fuck sake.

Fuck.

Fucking Wankers.

There was a time when the Lord name counted for something.

Look at you now, knocking out fur coats.

You and your family are shot to bits.

We run South London now.

Go on, Barney. Light him up.

No. Please. Please.

Shit. Move. Move.

Get out of here. Gavvers, move!

Oh shit. Fuck!

Right, Russo, take that left! Yeah! Yes, Ma'am!

Help!

Help!

Gene?

I got you, bruv. Come here.

Dad, Dad, I fuckin' plunged two of them!

One right in his arsehole! Run, son! Run!

Up there. Go! Go!

Come on, Dad.

Done good, kid.

Ah! Come here.

LEN!

Get off me. Stay still. You're under arrest.

Right...

...come here.

Who've we got here, then?

Your one of the Lord boys, aren't you?

Fuck.

Not so dangerous after all.

Get in!

Cindy, what the fuck?! Get in now! Quick!

Oi!

Hang in there, Russo.

You're alright, kid.

You're alright.

He's still breathing.

The gavvers will be on their way.

The two of you can't stay in there.

What the fuck were you thinking?!

You get yourself to Spain! Uncle Tone will look after yer.

I don't wanna go to Spain.

Well stay then. Do ten years for attempted murder.

Just get to your Uncle on the Costa Del Sol.

He'll look after you.

Alright. Thanks, Mum.

Let's jel on. We'll grab yours.

You'll be home in a couple of weeks. Just let things blow over.

Gene. Please I can't. Cindy.

Uncle Tony's been there for years, alright,

we're safe with him.

And he's made a fortune, he's fucking caked.

Police. Open up.

Carl. Right, come on, we need to go.

Go on, love.

Gene.

You don't have to do this. You weren't driving the car.

You barely know her.

We'll be back soon.

Well, go on then. Fuck Off!

♪ THE CLASH: I Fought The Law ♪

I'm sorry.

Let's go.

Fucked your way out of uniform, have you, girl?

♪ I fought the law and the law won

♪ I fought the law and the law won

♪ I needed money 'cause I had none

♪ I fought the law and the law won

♪ I fought the law and the law won

♪ I left my baby and it feels so bad

♪ Guess my race is run

♪ She's the best girl That I ever had... ♪

Your boy is fucked.

And you lot. You're hardly the Kray's, are ya?

Airport. Now!

I need to use the loo.

Just keep your head down.

I need to speak to Eddie Smith. 'Repeat please.'

Eddie Smith.

His number's eight, five, double three, four, double one.

'He's not in his cell, I'm afraid.'

Just get him for me, will you? 'You'll have to wait.'

This is the final call for Flight TK64 to Malaga

departing from Gate six.

Fuck.

♪ Robbin' people with a six-gun

♪ I fought the law and the law won

♪ I lost my girl and I lost my fun

♪ I fought the law and the law won

♪ I fought the law And the law won... ♪

Have a nice flight.

Get out of the way. Move out the way.

♪ She's the best girl That I ever had... ♪

Move out the way!

Move! ♪ I fought the law and the law won

♪ I fought the law and the... ♪

Police, stop the plane! Stop the fucking plane!

We're gonna be alright.

I got you, Cind.

Fuck!

Why did you come to the yard?

I told you, I'll always be there.

It's you and me now, we're in this together.

There he is.

That's your Uncle?

Wow!

Bienvenido a Espana, kid.

Tony. Come here, boy.

Ooh, aah!

Look at yer. Look at yer. Well...

You must be the gorgeous Caramel? How'd you guess?

They told me about you, girl. Yeah?

Did they tell you to keep your distance?

Nah.

They said, jump in the Corniche if you wanna taste freedom.

Don't worry, I won't bite.

Works every time.

You see I repainted the Primrose. Do you like it?

Beautiful car. Oh, it's beautiful, isn't it?

This is lovely.

Yeah, it's nice.

You're not just a Lord over here, sunshine,

you're a fucking King.

You ready?

I'm ready.

♪ I heard you on my wireless Back in '52

♪ Lying awake Intent at tuning in on you

♪ If I was young It didn't stop you coming through

♪ Oh-a, oh-a

♪ They took the credit For your second symphony

♪ Rewritten by machine On new technology

♪ And now I understand The problems you can see... ♪

♪ Oh-a, oh-a

♪ I met your children. Oh-a, oh-a

"What did you tell them?

# Video killed the radio star

♪ Video Killed the radio star... ♪

Nah. Argh.

Hey.

Your Dad ever tell you about me owning a slice of paradise?

Well, you're about to walk into it, kid.

Pedro, park her up, son.

♪ INXS: Original Sin ♪

♪ You might know of... ♪

Stick the Lord name, muck, and you can fuck any bird in here.

Brenda!

Smashed her last night. Ooh.

This... is the jewel in my crown.

There is more fucking fanny in this gaff

than the whole of south London.

And the lobster! Ooh!

Do you know what that is?

Lobster coming out of my fucking ears!

♪ And wake up To a brand new day... ♪

I mean, look around, Gene, what's not to love?

Been here since I went on my toes, never once missed South London.

Got the gaff sewn up, you know what us Lords are like.

Cracked it.

Started potless, few pesetas to my name.

And now I own every field around here.

96 acres to be precise. You know what that makes me?

A fucking millionaire.

Gonna throw a dozen hotels up. Apartment complexes.

Swimming pools. Golf courses.

I even spoke to Giorgio Armani about a shop.

I am talking properly caked.

Shouldn't we be keeping our heads down?

I stick out like shoes on a snake round here.

Relax, girl.

I practically own this coast. Plus, you can't get nicked.

Relax?! I put a police officer in hospital.

You ever heard of extradition? Well, there is none here.

Means you can't get arrested by British police.

That is the beauty of the gaff.

I weren't joking when I said FREEDOM!

Have another sangria,

while I go and say hello to my pal Ernesto.

He's not for me.

Cind, just slow down. He's all we've got.

Nah, he spins my nut.

Calling me 'girl'. He makes me nervous.

One night, yeah? That's it.

♪ FRANKIE GOES TO HOLLYWOOD: Relax ♪

You two must be dying to clean up and relax.

Lemme show you my Casa. That's Spanish for house.

♪ Relax, don't do it When you want to go to it

♪ Relax, don't do it When you want to come

♪ Relax, don't do it When you want to suck to it

♪ Relax... ♪

Welcome to Casa Noncerella.

Had it custom built. Marble floors.

Granite work surfaces.

Six bedrooms. Used 'em all.

Not bad for a boy from South London, eh?

And just when you think you've seen it all...

Come here.

Horrible, innit?

Fucking hell. I've never seen anything like it.

Make yourself at home, kids, mi gaff su gaff.

It's beautiful, Tone,

we don't want to overstay our welcome.

What's the point in making a fortune

if you've got no one to share it with?

Uncle Tony's gonna cool off.

Cind. We're safe here.

He's harmless, look what he's made for himself,

he's caked. I don't trust him.

We wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for you.

You'd be in fucking prison if it wasn't for me.

Whatever, Cind.

Tone, you got a toilet I can use, please?

No, I've got seven.

You like getting wet, girl?

Haven't got a swimming costume.

Never stopped Uncle Tony. Hm.

My brother told me about you.

I wish he'd told me about you.

He said you've got the lot.

Brains, wit, savvy.

Pussy. Hm.

Well, that makes two cunts stood around this pool then, doesn't it?

♪ EURYTHEMICS: Sweet Dreams ♪

Tell Gene I'm slipping back to the club to close a deal.

Laters, Muchacha. That's Spanish for girl.

♪ Sweet dreams are made of this

♪ Who am I to disagree

♪ I travel the world And the seven seas

♪ Everybody's looking for something

♪ Some of them want to use you

♪ Some of them Want to get used by you

♪ Some of them want to abuse you

♪ Some of them Want to be abused... ♪

Hello.

'Boy?'

Dad?

'Listen to me. That gavver, Russo...

'..he didn't make it.

'It's a murder charge now.

'Your mother wants a word.'

'Gene...

'you don't need to go down for a crime you didn't commit.

'D'you understand what I'm saying?'

But I love her, Mum.

'Think about your family, first.

'Come home, son.'

Who was that?

No one.

Just someone for Tony.

Look, erm...

...about before...

...I'm sorry.

Don't worry about it.

You were right. We should leave.

Let's head back to Uncle Tony's club.

Get some money from him and go through the slips.

Alright.

Look at you.

So beautiful.

I love you. I love you too.

Albert Lord.

Ran Bermondsey back in the day.

Money-lending, protection, brasses.

But his greed fucked him.

Now he's just another ageing mug.

Telling everyone who he used to be, once upon a crime.

Oi! Soft Lad.

Don't be fooled by the curve in my shirt.

I'm a ranked police officer

and you will listen to me while I'm talking.

Yes, Mam.

Leonard.

Heir apparent and a chip off the old block.

What he lacks in the upstairs department,

he carries in his hands.

Kelly, middle boy. Flamboyant type.

Bit of a ladies' man, always makes me suspicious.

And then there's Gene.

Youngest and the most unlikely.

All we know about him is he works in a print mill.

But he's just boarded a flight to Malaga with a female companion.

I want the flight itinerary,

and I wanna know who the girlfriend is.

♪ OTTAWAN: D.I.S.C.O ♪

You gotta admit, Cind, this is pretty impressive.

♪ D.I.S.C.O

♪ D.I.S.C.O

♪ D.I.S.C.O... ♪ He's gotta be in here somewhere.

♪ D.I.S.C.O... ♪

Excuse me, mate? Mate? We're looking for Tony?

Who? Tony Lord, the owner.

You mean Tony the entertainer. What?

♪ So true

♪ Funny how it seems

♪ Always in time... ♪ What the fuck?

♪ ..But never in line for dreams

♪ Head over heels when toe to toe

♪ This is the sound of my soul

♪ This is the sound

♪ I bought a ticket to the world

♪ But now I've come back again

♪ Why do I find it hard To write the next line?

♪ Oh I want the truth to be said. ♪

♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah... ♪

He doesn't own the club, he sings in it.

♪ I know this much is true

♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah... ♪

♪ I know this much is

♪ True. ♪

I am here every night, top of the bill.

Thanking you kindly.

♪ TOTO: Hold The Line ♪

Thank you, see you later.

A fucking pub singer. Living off the potatoes in your hat.

Pesetas. And I'm a crooner actually.

Why don't you just tell us the truth, Tone?

The house, the club, the car, none of it's yours, is it?

Hmm.

"I've got lobster coming out of my fucking ears."

Pfft. Shame on you.

OK. OK. You got me.

I'm pot less.

So, why did you tell my dad you'd look after us?

We're fucked now.

I was working on a few things, almost there with my land, I just...

...I just didn't want my brother to think I was a skint boat.

Yeah.

But the truth is you're on the floor,

you're singing in bars,

and you're squatting in a mate's gaff.

I'm so sorry. Oh, come on.

I can't stand another minute in this clown's company.

Gene. Gene. Gene.

Please don't tell your dad.

Your fucking family.

Cind, just give me a minute.

What?

Tone.

Those 96 acres of field we drove through. Your land.

Is that all bullshit, too? No, no. That's the one thing I own.

Then, why don't you sell it?

Kid.

I'll never sell that land as long as I live.

It's not only my dream, it's...

it's my fortune.

Then show me.

I own every field around here.

Been buying parcels...

...doing deals with local farmers, and I was almost there.

Hotel, here.

Olympic pool, there.

Spa, right where you're standing, you walk to the cove, and bosh,

you're in the drink.

You see?

I wasn't lying when I said it makes me a millionaire.

Yet you're still a pub singer.

Because there's one field I don't own.

Two and a half acres standing in the way of my dream.

And we're stood on it. Oh, do me a fucking favour.

So, why don't you own it?

Remember that fella from the club, Ernesto?

He owns it.

We were gonna do a deal, until he went cold on me.

He's the only thing standing between me and a load-a readies.

Oh, well, you know what,

maybe you can grow some potatoes instead.

Maybe you could disappear? I'd love to, believe me.

It can be arranged. Yeah. Try me, cunt.

Cind!

There you go. One for the hat, Tone...

Mug. Let me know when you're done with this joker.

Tone.

Who are those kids?

They're fucking gypsies.

I'll get shot of them when I want. It's my land.

You see it, don't you, Gene?

There's a fortune in this land. You want cash? Help me.

You know you were always my favourite, don't yeah?

I never cared for the rest of our family.

My brother, he's bitter and bent out of shape,

and the rest are two-bob.

Me and you...

# ..we could have it all

♪ Together. ♪

I love you, kid.

Listen, Cind. I know he's not for you,

but you're just gonna have to trust me, alright?

Cos I know what I'm doing.

And we've run out of options now.

See that police officer you ran into?

Yeah.

He's dead, baby.

We're never going home.

I'm sorry.

Come here.

We're gonna be OK.

There's something here for us, on this land.

I can feel it.

I've got an idea.

Just trust me.

♪ ROBERT TEPPER: No Easy Way Out ♪

You alright?

Can't believe I killed someone.

He was just doing his job.

We'll make it right, Cind.

Excuse me, Senor?

Ernesto right? Si.

Speak English? Hmm.

You need something? I'm just gonna be straight with you.

I'm the nephew of, Tony Lord.

Please. Not in my tennis club.

I apologise, but I wanted to introduce myself to you.

Very happy to meet you, just don't mention your uncle, OK?

OK, look. I know...

I know he's not for everyone, but I'm not him.

I'm simply asking for a few minutes of your time.

What for?

To convince me he's a nice guy? Never.

I know he's not.

But I think he undervalued the land you own,

it's worth a lot more.

And if you'll allow me to demonstrate this...

Look, amigo.

You know, I live a comfortable life.

I don't need to deal with a puta like Tony.

OK?

Mister Ralveras.

What if it was us you dealt with?

And why should I believe you?

Because I feel the same way about Tony.

The man is a puta.

But we see the opportunity. For all of us.

It could be millions.

Hey, think about it.

You can reach us at the Villa that Tony claims is his,

but everyone knows is a complete lie.

Just like everything in his life.

Come on, Cind.

If he calls, we do a deal.

We could parcel that whole section off.

I make it ten acres.

You offer it to Ernesto. An olive branch.

You mad? He owns a donkey field.

You're fucked anyway, he's not gonna call.

I mean... ...why would he?

Look at the state of you, you're shot to bits.

Shut it.

Fuck this. I'm gonna lie down.

Whatever you offer needs to be so generous he can't say no.

It's called speculation.

DON'T patronise me, Gene, I know what it's called.

And yet you still don't own the donkey field.

Hello, girl.

Don't fucking creep up on me.

It's time you started showing me some respect.

Know what this is?

An invitation?

You want it?

A bit of my Jack and Danni.

Take it.

Pfft.

You think you can hurt me?

I've had things done to me that would give you fucking nightmares.

I see you coming a mile off.

Big hat, no cattle.

You've got no idea who you are dealing with.

Relax, girl, won't hurt.

Cross me again...

...and every time you look in the mirror

and see the stitches holding your face together,

you will remember me.

You'd better make it count, girl.

'Cause you'll only try once.

You watch your back, girl.

Flight itinerary, Ma'am.

Funny thing; Gene Lord's girlfriend purchased a ticket

under the name Cindy Carter.

But we've checked every single database we have,

and there's no record of a Cindy Carter.

Anywhere. Well, aren't you on fire today!

Ernesto.

We're on.

♪ BILLY IDOL: White Wedding ♪

♪ Hey, little sister What have you done... ♪

Wait in the car, girl.

And do what?

Fuck knows. Your lipstick.

Cunt!

Enter.

Tone, just relax.

Wanker!

Why the guns?

I thought we were here to do a deal?

Please sit down.

Allow me to introduce Carlos and Juan.

Local friends of mine...

...whose families farmed this coast for, oof,

hundreds of years.

Well, in fact, Carlos' family...

...were the...

largest exporters of Olive oil here on the Costa.

Yes, sir.

Until they were conned out of their land

by a, um...

...cheap English gangster,

who lied and intimidated,

in order to get them to sign the deeds over their land.

So, now, my friends have la puta mierda.

Means nothing.

Well, apart from...

a little olive oil, and a lot of anger.

So, Gene...

...you know, while I'm alive...

...I'll never sign these deeds away, or make any deals with your...

...with this fucking puta.

Now, get off my property.

Let's just go, Tony.

Fuck you.

Hmmm.

Fuck!

♪ BLONDIE: Sunday Girl ♪

♪ I know a girl from a lonely street

♪ Cold as ice cream But still as sweet

♪ Dry your eyes, Sunday girl

♪ Hey... ♪

Fucking fuck... You think you can humiliate me?

You think I'm some fucking skint waife?

I'm Tony fucking Lord, you fucking Stora.

Gene, wait, wait. What for?

This is what for!

TONY!

Go and get the car started.

Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck...

Fuck.

Gene?

Ernesto, Ernesto vente.

Come on, Ernesto, you fucking Spanish wanker.

Adios Muchacho.

Fucking Hell, Tone. Cind.

Oh, fuck.

Cindy.

Please don't kill me.

Callate, perra.

♪ When I saw you again In the summertime

♪ If your love Was as sweet as mine... ♪

You really gonna kill me over a field, Tony?

Tony, don't. Please?

It's not just a field.

Uncle fucking Tony.

And what are you gonna do with that?

Don't kid yourself.

You haven't got it in you, girl.

Ernesto shot Tony.

He's gone, Gene. I'm so sorry.

He's dead.

But we gotta go, right.

Now!

Fuck!

Wait! Stop the car! What?

Stop!

What is it? Just gimme a minute.

Got them. The deeds?

Yeah.

You ready? Yeah.

With you by my side.

I love you.

Of course you fucking do.

♪ THE JAM: Town Called Malice ♪

♪ Stop dreaming of the quiet life

♪ 'Cause it's the one We'll never know

♪ And quit running for That runaway bus

♪ 'Cause those rosy days are few Yeah

♪ And stop apologizing For the things you've never done

'Cause time is short And life is cruel

♪ But it's up to us to change

♪ This town called Malice

♪ Rows and rows Of disused milk floats

♪ Stand dying in the dairy yard

♪ And a hundred lonely housewives

♪ Clutch empty milk bottles To their hearts

♪ Hanging out their old love letters On the line to dry

♪ It's enough to make you Stop believing

♪ When tears come fast and furious In a town called Malice

♪ Yeah

♪ Bah-bah-bah-ba-baba-bah Bah-bah-bah-ba-baba-bah, oh

♪ Bah-bah-bah-ba-baba-bah Bah-bah-bah-ba-baba-bah

♪ Struggle after struggle Year after year

♪ The atmosphere's A fine blend of ice

♪ I'm almost stone cold dead In a town called Malice

♪ Ooh, yeah... ♪

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