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Come on.

Billy, Kyle, back room.

I'll take front.

You upstairs.

When you hear me say we're done, we're done, understand?

Yeah, man, sweet.

All right, I wanna be clear in two minutes, move.

What a brave man you are,

up at all hours.

60 seconds.

JJ, come on, mate.

JJ.

JJ, get out of there.

What on earth are you doing there?

Come on, get everyone, get out.

Shit, he's back.

Get in the van.

- What? - Just do it, man.

Oh, shit.

D, come in, man.

D, he's back.

JJ, I told you to get out.

What are you doing?

Shit, oh shit.

Shit, where'd he go?

Through the window, throw it out the window.

Come on.

Come on, come on.

Everyone, Harry's stuck in traffic, he's on the way in.

Let's play catch up.

3:00 AM this morning, officers working for MI-6

woke up Harry requiring an urgent meet, here's why.

What's the first thing you notice?

This is a test, right?

A trick question, surely.

That it didn't go off.

Yeah.

Missile punches through numerous concrete walls.

Once in the heart of the building, it detonates,

emitting an electromagnetic pulse,

destroying all electronic components.

EMP, kills technology, not people.

No live TV images of mass civilian slaughter.

Just a few dead computers.

If you're looking to start a war

and need public sympathy,

this has to be the weapon of choice.

And it'd spark a new arms race led by this man.

Ori Durand, French military scientist,

an ego the size of the Eiffel Tower.

A few months ago,

Durand and his ego suddenly resigned from their

post at the French military.

They took the technology with them.

Durand's been busy with EMP technology

to create a whole new program

with private financial backing.

He's created an airburst missile,

detonates at a thousand feet,

sending an EMP wave well over a square mile.

A few of those could bring London to its knees.

Lights out, game over.

Let's call this new program "Firestorm."

The backer's name is Frank Hastings,

middleweight arms dealer.

The guy we ran a low grid operation

on a while back.

MI-6 has been monitoring his activities.

Hastings has met Durand in Paris a number of times

and lured him away from the French government

on the promise that he'll sell "Firestorm."

And we've been tasked to procure

the program before it's sold.

- You mean steal it? - From the French?

Yeah.

British ownership is the best defense.

Cold war rhetoric, I know, but this is the job.

Well, if that isn't illegal, it's very, very naughty.

The sale of "Firestorm" could raise ample cash

to buy three small African countries

with enough change left over to save the NHS.

But there is only one copy

and this copy can only be accessed via Durand's laptop.

And he's careful when the laptop isn't handcuffed

to his wrist, it's locked in a safe.

So where is he now?

MI-6 tracked him here from Paris last night,

to Hastings Defense Solutions.

Intelligence indicates that he and Hastings

will sell Firestorm within 48 hours.

Who's buying?

Well, it's tricky.

We're scanning all the usual suspects.

Iran, Syria, Libya,

checking all the embassies

for business travelers and hidden guests.

One other thing, we mustn't get caught.

This is a diplomatic tinderbox.

Nothing that we do can connect us to Firestorm.

So we set someone up?

We task an agent that is completely deniable.

Someone who has never worked in a government agency before.

A clean skin.

I've gotta do all this

with the French washing over us.

The DGSE know Durand is here,

they're sending one of their operatives over

requesting our assistance.

Jean-Luc Goyave from the DGSE.

Wow.

Expert in surveillance techniques

and ex Special Forces.

Hello?

Yep, thank you.

Jean-Luc's in the lobby, by the way.

Keep him down there as long as you can.

Keep him down where?

Sorry.

Didn't think working with the French was our thing.

I don't, I think it's a really, really good idea.

- I saw him first. - I outrank you.

Bitch.

Actually Danny, he'll be with you.

What? I don't want him.

I'm gonna stick him on static ops

with an ashtray and pot of coffee.

Jean-Luc can't get wind of us

running a secret operation.

Hey D, maybe it's full of bling-bling.

Whatever it is, ain't meant for the likes of us.

Shit.

Aye, Moby dickhead.

Leave me alone.

Hey, come on, show me the magic, bruh.

- I ain't in the mood, Kyle. - For me, (indistinct).

Here, this page.

I'm telling you man, you're a freak.

You need to be locked up, bro.

It's easy, like a photo.

Just see it once.

Don't even have to know what it means.

D's right, man, I messed up.

How?

He told me to get out, but I saw that case.

Look, if you see something you want, you take it.

No one's gonna give it to you.

- Maybe it's full of cash. - Exactly.

And you made that happen.

Look, I ain't good that much here,

I don't know the things that you know, but,

but I do know this,

no one's coming to get us J.

Do you know what I mean?

What're you saying, Kyle?

D, man, he's holdin' you back, usin' you,

keepin' you in that.

You shouldn't be saying that shit to me, Kyle, man.

D's lookin' out for me.

Look, I ain't never gonna get outta this place,

but you, you got something special, brother,

you can get out of it.

You get what I'm saying? - What you say, bro?

Nothin' we just rappin' , man.

You did?

Don't listen to this fool, bro.

Look at his rags, you see any bling?

No.

Who's wearing a cloth?

Who's wearin' the bling?

- You are, D. - That's right.

So go open that case for me.

Firestorm is like a jigsaw.

It's encrypted on the web in various sites.

The only way to complete the jigsaw

is with a series of codes.

These codes then have to be inputted onto Durand's computer.

MI-6 have tried to access the laptop before.

Tried and failed.

They did, however,

discover the access codes via surveilance recordings.

Where are these codes?

Oh, they're in Harry's briefcase.

I have a state-of-the-art alarm system.

A random burglar wouldn't know where to start.

I found some traces of blood, they're being analyzed now.

You have to tell them.

6 will have copies of the codes and we need them.

Harry, it's our duty as much as yours to report this.

I know.

However, I would ask for a few hours

while I try and save my career.

I'll be in my office.

Rule number one,

never ever take your work home with you.

And rule number two is to report any officer that does,

especially when he goes and loses it.

I mean we could all be implicated in a cover up.

Harry wouldn't be the only one to lose his job.

No, I realize the implications of this,

but he asked for a few hours.

Let's see that he gets them.

Oh, and you think he'd do the same for us?

Our only concern here

should be losing momentum on this op,

which could mean losing the chance

of procuring Firestorm,

which could be bad for all our careers.

I'm sorry, Tom but I-

The Frenchman wants eyes on Durand.

Danny, see he gets whatever he needs.

Now we run this op as normal.

Just try and keep him out of

this building for as long as possible.

You two try and find a way of getting

a clean skin into that building.

I didn't sign up for this.

Yes you did.

I read the paperwork.

Worthless, like you!

See what happens when you don't listen?

What is it, D?

Shut up.

Yeah, stop that you're a getter shit.

So, what we gonna do with it?

Burn it, burn it in the bath.

Durand was our top weapons development scientist.

Leaving at such a crucial time, obviously raised suspicions.

Anything Durand was working on is the property

of the government of the French Republic.

We appreciate your help very much.

How long will Durand be here?

48 hours.

We simply require some low level observation

and of course the phone taps we requested.

I'm reliably informed we'll have those by midday.

I don't think you understand.

Durand thinks he's safe here.

If he has stolen technology from France,

this is where he'd probably sell it.

This is why we requested the phone taps in advance.

I realize that,

but there are certain procedures we have to follow.

Danny heads our surveillance section.

He's at your disposal.

Durand has gone straight to Hastings offices.

I've got a surveillance unit on route.

Okay.

Sam, merci.

Why did you take the case home?

It was three in the morning and I was closer to the house

At some point one of them will report it.

It's their jobs on the line too.

Either way it's all our jobs on the line.

If our agent is caught and the French find out,

then this government is gonna hang us all out to dry.

What else was in the case, Harry?

This little gadget was amongst other samples

of Hastings products.

MI-6 wanted it included in the Durand file.

With any luck, I'll try and make a call with it.

Yeah?

Excellent.

They matched the blood stain.

Jason James Frankes, 14 years old, nickname JJ.

An address.

Only for his older brother, Denton Franks.

His mother put them both over into care

when he was four years old.

JJ recently broke the rules of his probation,

has a warrant out for his arrest.

Well if he's there I'll send the plods 'round.

No, just get the case back.

You're in big shit, man.

None of this would be happening if you

just left that case, you get me?

Just leave it out, yeah?

I'm serious.

You're gonna get a B in J.

Hey this works.

Shit!

- What the hell was that? - I don't know, man.

Hey you guys, one of you help me, man.

You, what've you done to him, man

- Bro, you gotta- - Call the ambulance!

No, do that looney shit.

I don't know-

I can move him. - What're you doin', man?

Walk in?

Look at him!

Yeah, do that, JJ.

Do that.

Look, you're that cause of this.

And give me that phone and lock the door!

Don't let me die, man.

Don't let me die.

So tell me, how many eyes do you have?

You have the target print?

I have what we have available.

And what exactly is available?

Officers that aren't now following

four suspected Al-Qaeda terrorists.

I would really appreciate it if you wouldn't do that.

And I'd really appreciate it

if you would call your superiors to chase the phone taps.

Yeah?

Are we still on for tonight?

Oh yes, yes, yes of course.

I thought you were gonna call earlier.

The Chinese government's official plane

requested a fuel stop over in Heathrow,

but then you probably already know that.

Well, I'd be lying if I said no.

- I booked the opera. - The opera?

That's for tou- - Tourists?

I know.

We could just do a Chinese if you want?

No, no, no opera's good.

What is it?

Tosca, see you there at seven?

Seven, bye.

Yeah?

Chinese president's official plane

has just requested a stop over.

Can we get a passenger list?

Who am I looking for?

- Not sure. - Okay.

So, found anyone yet?

You know what would be a really good idea, Harry?

Is if in the future,

we could have a file marked "potential clean skins."

That's a no then.

Well I tell you what,

Durand and Hastings have some setup.

Wireless microwave CCTV systems, motion sensors,

scramblers, and they all run off one IT system.

This is one of the most heavily

guarded civilian sites in the UK.

Set the alarm off, the whole building shuts down.

I hear you have some news about my cat burglar.

Not news exactly, that's the thing.

The thing?

Well, we installed a high level

personalized security system at your house.

One I devised myself.

Now I have run every diagnostic in existence

and I still have absolutely no clue

as to how that kid hacked in.

Great.

You need 20 different permutations

of five different codes to get access.

The only way is with a highly sophisticated code breaker

and that's hardly something you can pick up at Dixon's.

Could he have built it himself?

He could, but that would make him one very smart cookie.

Jason James Frankes.

Who're you?

JJ, you stole a case from a house, this morning.

I need it back, where is it?

- Dunno what you are on about. - The case, that's all.

No, it's not all.

JJ, get out, now.

This is my house and he's my little brother,

which means you in big shit, bro.

All we want is the case.

I don't see no we, I just see you.

Of course you do.

The case, the phone and the boy.

The boy?

Who, JJ?

Uh-uh.

You cannot possibly imagine

what will happen if you pull that trigger.

Who are you?

You ain't no copper.

Believe me, you don't want to know.

The best thing you can do right now

is give us what we want.

Right...

- The case! - It's not here.

We know it's here.

I burnt it, look in the bath.

That was a phenomenally stupid thing to do.

No phone.

- Where is it? - How am I supposed to know?

Just give it to them D, man, get them out of here.

Nice one, JJ.

I take it to the press.

You have the gall to stand there and threaten me?

They say mobiles are bad for ya.

No shit, one call from this does the job.

That's right, your mobile went off, bro.

18 years old and he's fighting for his life.

And whose prints are all over the weapon?

And you've just burnt any proof that links it to us.

And you're looking at a life sentence

if that friend of yours dies.

What're you gonna do with him?

It's enough for you to know

that he's better off with us than he is with you.

- He's special, you know? - I know.

Denton?

Denton, wait!

Get off me!

Denton!

Get off me, what're you doing?

Get off me, man.

Denton!

Sam, search the yellow tags in registry.

Everything we have on this man,

now please. - Okay.

- What was that? - I don't know.

You British, you need better equipment, my friend.

- It doesn't get any better. - You haven't seen ours.

This only happens if there's another team on the plot.

Police, maybe.

- Maybe. - Charlie One,

driver's moving car around to main gate.

- He's on the move - All units,

hold parallel ops.

Keep the target ringed at all times.

You see, we do speak the same language.

You might wanna take a look at Hastings phone text.

- Who's he talking to? - A Mr. Ying Qui.

Shit, that's Chinese.

Look, get the tapes and start editing them.

Jean-Luc can't find out, okay?

Two hours ago GCHQ picked up a call

from the Chinese Government 747, to Hastings' offices.

Christ, it's a Chinese sale.

Makes sense.

Many believe they're the next superpower.

They'll be one big step closer if they

get their hands on Firestorm.

- Harry- - Sometimes,

in order to gain what we must have,

we have to take risks.

Firestorm tips the scales.

It outweighs the risks of anything we might lose.

And that includes my job.

The codes are gone, Tom, my time is up.

I have to come clean.

- We're telling 6? - And the DG,

I'm reporting to him at four.

You make a mistake, you pay the price.

Those are the rules.

Firestorm is our priority now, we have to get it back.

That boy has a photographic memory.

Yes, but Harry, we chose this job,

JJ is a child, what choice are we giving him?

Checked the passenger list from the Chinese plane.

A missile expert was on board. Dr. Xiang Xing Qui.

He called Hastings from the plane,

set up a meeting for tomorrow.

Harry, he's 14 years old.

And that's why no one would believe MI-5

tasked him to steal anything.

You're not serious.

Use a child as a clean skin?

You think it will be the first time?

Terrorists aren't the only ones

to manipulate youth, it's all part of the game.

The game?

This isn't a game, Harry!

You might think it is, but I'm not playing.

Then you better come up with an alternative and fast

because right now a 14-year-old thief is our best option.

I checked with the hospital, your friend's stable.

- Yeah? - Kyle,

he's your friend isn't he?

We run together, that's it though.

We ain't nothing more than that.

How many systems have you broken?

One's like this morning.

Like I'm gonna tell you that.

You ain't the police anyway.

What does it matter?

Matters 'cause you impressed my boss,

that's why you're here.

And where is here?

You're in a government building

Government?

That makes you what?

Civil servant.

We're offering you an alternative.

To what?

- Why were you locked up? - Found me on the fenders.

Happy there?

You gotta report me first, to the police,

and I don't see you can do that.

Not with that phone.

- What phone? - That one.

That same phone?

Who's gonna believe a 14-year-old convicted thief

wanted in connection with a shooting, hmm?

We could frame the Pope, what chance have you got?

I got proof you exist.

Wanna see it?

Wanna see the magic?

Paris, 2001 at 1600 hours, Sunday the 5th of March,

we follow our target, Durand, South.

Target met a Frank Hastings.

What's that gonna mean to anyone?

Firestorm is accessed by a series of nine 12 digit codes.

Codes must be input in this sequence.

The first, 7, 15, 26.

That's right, I remember everything, everything.

It's all in here bro.

And you ain't getting none of it.

Now either charge me or let me see my lawyer,

Government Man.

Target's proceeding through lobby,

still in sight.

We're on them, Alpha One.

Durand and Hastings are on the move.

They're selling Firestorm to the Chinese.

Harry said keep Jean-Luc distracted.

He knows we're onto them.

- How? - Because I would.

Target's still in sight,

awaiting instructions.

Copy, Alpha One, set up fences.

Roger, Alpha One, breaking off.

Copy that, Alpha Two.

This is Charlie One, Alpha Ninety Six Breaker.

- Another Espresso. - Water, please.

Thank you.

My father smoked until he was 72, you know that?

Strangely enough, no, I didn't.

Arrive in 15 seconds.

72 years on caffeine and nicotine,

the two major food groups.

Xing Qui approaching.

You don't like me, it's okay.

Gentlemen, welcome.

Very nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you again.

Hello, how are you?

Excuse me.

Most of the proposals that we have here are quite good,

I suppose.

All units, targets are leaving.

You have two options.

First one being that we hand you over to the police.

Now, seeing as you shot your friend,

I'd advise you against that one.

- It was an accident. - Of course it was,

they all are.

Look, I'm not gonna do shit ya tell me!

So let me out of here!

I'll be upstairs.

We are trying to offer you a way out, JJ.

If I help you, you'll take me back to my brother, right?

Yes.

At least Denton's a straight up thief.

His job is to access the computer and input the codes.

That's all he needs to know.

You make it sound easy.

It's open.

How could he have done that?

He must have seen one of us type in the code.

You need a card to open the door.

He's got mine.

Okay, I think I know where he's going, let's go.

What're you doing here?

You should have seen me, I'm telling you bro,

I got away from the government, man.

You're a fool.

I don't want you here.

I can't have nothing to do with you.

But you're all I got.

You said it.

They'll follow you here, you idiot.

You said we're all we got.

I said that 'cause I thought you could help me,

but you didn't.

You messed up, got it now?

Don't come looking for me.

But what happens to me?

Whatever these people want, give it to 'em.

Without me, you could fly.

Show them the magic.

There he is.

Are you okay? - Let's go.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the performance is about to begin in two minutes,

please take your seats.

Sorry, I've got to work.

Hey, I lied, I hate opera.

You look amazing.

Thank you.

Some other time.

Yeah, I'd like that.

Wicked.

These screens shows the inside of Hastings offices.

We need you to get in there

as easily as you got into Harry's.

We can manipulate the internal CCTV cameras

via digital codes and we can

only control the cameras for a short period.

Take too long- - The system crashes,

yeah, I know.

Once you're inside the building, it's all about timing.

We've got you a security swipe card

and a fingerprint copy which will give you

access to all of the offices.

Fingerprint?

How'd you do that?

Simple, we just went through all of their rubbish

until we found something with a print on it.

What's the stuff I'm nicking anyway?

It's a computer program

and you're not nicking it, exactly.

We need you to email it to us.

Can you do this JJ?

I got into his house with my eyes closed,

what do you think?

What are we looking for exactly?

A sign that Jean-Luc's

not being completely honest with us.

It's here somewhere, I know it is.

But as long as our clean skin gets in

and steals Firestorm, what does it matter

if Jean-Luc's telling us the truth or not?

Who's he?

Now this is an exact schematic of Hastings property.

Doors, windows, CCTV camera positions.

You need to memorize all this by tomorrow morning.

- Sweet. - Now JJ,

you'll only have five minutes to locate Durand's office,

find the laptop, download the program,

and mail it back to us, all right?

Easy.

You have to press enter,

the program will start

and you can control your movements using the joystick.

Not too fast, not too slow.

Just walk normally.

Maintain a steady, even pace.

Don't draw any attention to yourself.

I will lock onto the CCTV frequency,

adjust the angle of the camera

so that you have a clear pass.

But you have to allow time for each camera

to move off your position.

Once you're in the office, input the codes,

then mail the program to us.

And remember, JJ,

you've only got five minutes to get there.

Richard Bertrand, ex Foreign Legion,

currently attached to the French Secret Service

Foreign Legion.

As was Jean-Luc.

Held the rank of Captain, Bertrand served under him.

If Jean-Luc identified Ying Qui,

you'll know Durand's got something worth selling.

I'm sure he'll have a team on standby

to snatch it before that happens.

We've got to get in there first

and steal it from the French.

Let's tell the others.

Ain't it enough

I've got to learn for this spy mission?

I've got joystick fever.

Okay, take a break from that.

Type the codes into the computer.

Practice the sequence.

Practice the sequence. Where'd you learn to speak, man?

There's one more code, JJ.

Maybe he only remembers them for a short time.

Come on, JJ, you know the codes, on to the last one.

Tom, hat's going on?

Who's gonna believe a thief like me?

What you said, a common thief.

Just put the numbers in, you're home and dry.

But I won't be, will I?

I ain't gonna have no mic in my ear.

No backup, no traces, no way out.

They catch me, I'm toast.

Some scum thief.

Once you've downloaded the files-

The truth, that's all I want.

You or anybody else, the intention was the same.

We leave no traces.

So I'm going down.

That's the way it is?

It's up to you.

The system crashes in five minutes.

That leaves me in the building.

How do ya get me out?

We don't.

As far as we're concerned, this is a one-way mission.

JJ, you are the only one who can get yourself out of that.

It's cool.

It's all I'm good at, right?

I mean, that's why I'm here.

I know my place. - No, it's not like that.

Look, me and you are from two different galaxies.

I do this for you, you do something for me, all right?

See Kyle gets everything he needs, you get me?

Everything.

Private room, big bowl of fruit, the ones they do in Harris.

Tom, Danny wants you on the grid, now.

Jean-Luc and Richard Bertrand are both ex Special Forces.

Are you certain Jean-Luc identified

our Chinese specialist?

99%, which with Special Forces involved

will mean only one thing.

Tag team.

Soon as Jean-Luc sees the Chinese

pull into Hastings carpark,

they'll try and stop whatever's going off.

Do we abort?

No, we've been tasked to steal Firestorm,

that's exactly what we're going to do.

And before the French try and get their grubby paws on it.

Double up surveillance teams.

Watch Durands's every bloody move and try

and keep tabs on what our Foreign Legion friends are doing.

So, you were with the Legion?

Captain, eight years.

How'd you end up there?

They have a base in Marseille near where I lived.

I liked the uniforms.

I think you like Sam.

Really?

What gave you that impression?

I can read people, it's why I'm good at what I do.

And it's how I know you British know

more about Durand than you're saying.

Now put this on your index finger.

Oh, this one?

No, this is your index finger.

Cool.

Okay, well this'll only work once, so no hanging about.

It deteriorates quite quickly when it

comes into contact with the skin.

Okay, you're good to go.

I'll be right with you, JJ.

This is set on our emergency frequency.

So only you'll hear us, okay?

Okay.

You okay? - He's not ready.

You know it, I it.

With you watching over him?

Tom, the only time he's ever seen

the inside of that building is on a computer program.

What chance has he got?

One.

All right, as soon as the car gets to those gates,

you go in through that turnstile.

Gotta be watching the main gates.

- Cool. - Cool.

Okay, here we go.

Alpha Two, position.

Good to go on my mark.

Confirmed, good to go.

We're about to log onto the system.

We're ready.

Listen, if anyone in there for any reason has a gun,

do not run.

JJ, is that clear?

- Yeah. - Okay.

- 60 seconds - On your mark.

Set, out.

All units,

Ying Qui's car is approaching target premises

via North Carriageway.

- Okay, he's in. - Four minutes,

40 seconds.

Walking back to you.

Durand.

Ying Qui has arrived, please join us.

One minute.

Zoe.

I've got it.

Shit, there's interference.

He'll be at camera two, Southeast corridor.

The frequency's all messed up.

Zoe, get it off his position,

security will see him. - Look, I can't Tom,

I'm offline.

I've lost it again.

I've completely lost it again.

Well, I don't understand.

There must be another team on that plot.

This has to be something to do with Jean-Luc.

- We're back on. - Said good boy, JJ.

Yes.

What's the security guard doing?

The inspection's meant to be over.

- He's hiding his face. - What do you mean?

That's Bertrand.

Once he's accessed Firestorm

We'll see it download here, hopefully.

Durand's on his way back.

Come on, JJ.

No, we're outta time.

Where is it?

Oh God.

Durand, hand over the laptop.

Do it, now.

No, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Tom, we can't just leave him in there.

We're not even supposed to be here.

All right?

Did you order him to kill Durand?

I would remind you that an accusation

like that from your government to mine

has far reaching consequences.

So does having people executed on British soil.

I really have no idea what you're talking about.

- You are lying. - Am I, prove it?

But you do know this man.

Richard Bertrand, of course I know him.

He served in my regimen.

Come on, Jean-Luc,

he was part of the team you had in there.

Bertrand was working for you.

What is this really about, huh?

This is about you concealing the truth from us.

I'm concealing nothing, he served under me.

I believe he's now a gun for hire.

Obviously someone hired him.

Well it's all just a little bit bloody convenient,

isn't it?

I suppose.

It's being reported as a burglary gone wrong.

But it could have been worse, no?

Durand didn't manage to sell Firestorm.

So like you, the Chinese are left empty handed,

but bravo, nice try.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Was there anything else?

It was never yours in the first place.

So you lost nothing.

Taxi.

Seems I've got stuff in Q1.

Seems you do.

How much do you want it?

Depends on what you think it's worth.

- I know what it's worth. - No, you don't.

Yeah, I do.

It's two grand worth a kit.

And this is how it works,

Kyle gets his fruit bowl, right?

Your boss doesn't press charges

and I get a grand and a half for this.

Is that all?

What do you mean is that all?

15000, man, what planet do you live on?

I can offer you more than money.

I can offer you a chance to change your life.

Maybe I don't want to change my life.

This is my life.

Today, you and I made a difference.

Now we can offer you an education, JJ,

maybe even a job at the end of it.

No, man, the fruit bowl, my brother walks,

and I want the cash in fifties.

Okay, up to you.

What's this?

That's my home telephone number.

How many people have that?

You need to get out more, do you?

I'm working on it.