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Thank you.
Mal, wake up!
Fucking look at this. Yeah?
I can't believe this place still looks so shitty.
You haven't touched a thing.
Not one thing.
Thought we were going to have the electric and plumbing done. Even the
wall's plastered by now.
How about your TV?
Bailiffs. Vultures.
But... You should be one.
Finish this place.
Yeah. Get it sold. I've been busy.
Why not?
All you do is drink and sleep.
I've got other shit to deal with.
What other shit?
Yeah. Just like I thought. You don't know what I've been up to since we last
met. You've been doing fuck all.
Mate, why are you here? You know my situation.
So why now?
Well, there's a little issue.
You should have sold this place.
Yeah, and gone where?
Anywhere. Just rent.
The estate.
Oh, is that beneath you now?
You should have finished this place off and sold it.
Yeah, maybe.
And paid your debts.
For fuck's sake.
Seriously.
Sort your life out, Mal.
Just finish this place and sell it. Move on.
No excuses.
Look, Mal.
I've known you for a long time.
But you owe me six grand.
Did a lot for you over the years.
Shit. You didn't want to be a part of.
It's a lot of money. I need that money.
Yeah, I get it. I don't think you do.
I really need that money.
I've got problems of my own.
There's nothing more I can say, mate.
Malcolm, I need that money.
OK.
Couldn't leave a bit of weed.
Oh, forget it. I thought you'd be cool, you know.
Are you serious?
It's just a bit of weed.
I'm just having trouble sleeping, that's all.
Oh, and I sleep without a care in the fucking world, don't I?
Mate, don't.
Mate? Yeah. You're taking a fucking piss.
Six grand.
You may not seem like a lot to a high-flying property developer like
yourself. Tony, we grew up together, mate.
But anyway, the bank fucking took everything.
Not everything.
I changed the record.
What?
Mate. Say mate again!
You think we're friends? You're taking me for a fucking mug!
We ain't mates. And I ain't waiting for no bank or insurer.
You better pay me my money.
How? Whatever it takes.
Cunts like you started this recession.
Pay me my money, or I'll pass you down to less reasonable men.
Have you ever had vision?
A bit.
Flashy?
Like a dark spot?
No, not really.
Alright, looks good.
Take
care
of yourself.
results.
This additional value evidently constitutes a value contributed by an
activity of the first generation, and if by any means whatever, the ownership of
this value may be distributed among the members of society equitably, that is.
Hello? Excuse me?
undivided tunnel there will be in the palestarian as in the france
Let's go.
Bye.
Takeaway. No. Mr. Taylor, yeah? I don't, um... This is the right address.
Hold on. Hold on.
Hello?
This is the right address.
Three feet up.
Thanks.
Sonny, no, not yet.
Yeah, I know.
I know. I mean, that's what I'm calling about.
Yeah.
Yeah, listen, do you remember the previous tenants?
I am.
I am. That's what I'm calling about, mate.
I am, Sonny. Look, I've just got...
Now, open the door.
Now turn.
Now I can see you, man.
Now you.
Look, I'm sorry, yeah?
I just lost it.
I need to talk, nothing else.
You have my word.
Now open it, it's all open.
Is that what you, uh... You just said it?
It's just a name.
That's all I had.
He paid the last month and fucked off.
No forwarding address, nothing.
Family of three.
Good payers, always on time.
It was a wife and a kid.
Little girl.
Never, never a...
What happened?
What do you mean?
What did they leave?
Who the fuck would bring a kid up in here?
Look, you'd better have something to do with my fucking money.
Whoa, whoa!
Really?
It's like that, is it?
Glad I could be of help.
Fucking full knocks.
I'll just crack your fucking skull!
Thank you.
I've been knocking on the wall all day.
I work nights.
I didn't realise anyone was living there. Please stop this constant
banging.
Yeah.
Malcolm.
Thank you.
You're up early.
Just finished.
With some coffee?
Um... Yes.
Give me 15 minutes.
All of this and the walls?
Some in the loft.
Don't look at me.
I'm as freaked out by this shit as you are, trust me.
Have you called the police?
No,
I will. I'm just trying to figure it out a bit first, get some more evidence.
That's their job.
I need to get some sleep.
Malcolm!
Look, you need to sort this out.
Mal!
Mal, come!
I know you're in there. Open the fucking door.
We need to talk about the ad.
He's gone
Yeah, that's right.
I just thought the police should know.
Yeah, in the walls.
Yes.
Yeah, are we done?
Well, OK.
Yeah, 22 Cedar Road. Yeah.
OK, thank you.
Stop having this conversation. It's been three years.
Yeah.
How is she?
Yeah, I know.
Training to be a nurse.
Okay.
Listen, I'm going to go now, but yeah, I'm going to call back at seven. All
right?
Okay. And send her my love, please.
Okay, thank you. Bye.
Everything all right?
He had a daughter.
She's in foster care.
It's temporary.
Oh. I'm sorry.
I've got to go. What's going on?
I think the police are next door.
Oh, good. Tell them everything.
I will.
Maybe I'll call round later.
Sorry. Mr Taylor.
Malcolm Taylor.
Yes. DC Marshall, input CID.
I can come back another time. No, no, no, let's go in.
So you dug all this stuff out of the walls and then... Yeah, I just thought
it was suspicious, so I was trying to figure it out before I... How long have
you lived here, Mr Taylor?
Maybe, um, a year. But you're not sure?
Look, I think you need to check this family are OK.
The woman, the girl... Hang on, hang on.
What are you talking about, family and woman and girl? These clothes, why are
they here?
I'll have a look at the database and see if anything comes up.
I'll be in touch.
When? Soon, Mr. Taylor, very soon.
The previous tenants, there was a wife who never met her.
And a daughter who was never here.
Who said, Michael?
Sonny, the guy outside my house.
Sonny?
Yeah, he worked for me.
Doing what?
Uh, dealing with tenants.
Tenants? Yeah, I had some property on the Albion estate.
And he collected rent and dealt with problem tenants.
Problem tenants?
Yeah, late payments, that kind of stuff.
The wife and the girl, so they must have lived here.
I know this sounds nuts, and they are dreams, but I feel like they want me to
find the killer, the father, and confront him.
So... I
don't know.
Do you not think the house could maybe retain something, and my dreams are
picking it up somehow?
Look, Sally, the police think I set this up. They think I'm some fucking loser.
They can't blame them.
So you agree with them? I'm not going to go out.
So you never gave a shit then, did you? Because you really gave a shit when you
were kicking people out onto the street.
What? What the fuck are you talking about? What's that got to do with...
Forget it. No.
Why don't you take a look at yourself instead of judging me?
What kind of a mother loses her own daughter? I didn't lose her. She was
taken.
We were forced out of our home on the afternoon.
Will you open this fucking door, please?
Don't come back to the water reef. Don't come back to the water reef. Don't come
back to the water reef.
Come on, sweetheart.
Come on, little girl.
Now. Now we can sort it out.
I just want to talk.
I see the renovations are coming along nicely.
Found some stuff left by the previous tenant.
It's in the walls.
Anything valuable?
Want a drink?
Yeah, go on then.
You know I'm your only friend.
Mate. Say mate again!
Say mate again!
Listen.
These people are on my case.
They're not the kind of people we want to be owing money to.
We?
You owe me.
I owe them.
We.
So?
We need to find that money, their money.
I'm going to have to tell them about your debt to me.
But pay me my money.
I've had it both.
Or I'll pass you debt on to this one.
Put the deeds, my name.
That way, I can show them a new investment.
That should keep the walls from the door.
Well, for the time being, anyway.
a couple of boxes that i haven't been through yet there might be something of
value in there
What is property?
What is property?
Bye.
Meow.
. .
He fucking hates it.
Can't wait to get back to Dave.
What, when it's quiet?
Listen, I've pulled all those files.
Done you a right fucking favour.
What's this?
She's cold.
Says her neighbour's going nuts.
The other day, Malcolm Taylor, that's right, said he's going to find somebody
and make him pay.
I flicked this off.
The lid should have dealt with this the other day. What's it doing back on my
fucking desk? I'm done, pal.
She did say it was threatening violence and all that, you know.
Said he was going to sort it all out himself.
What?
Let's go.
We remove the anterior capsule, then we remove the nucleus and the cortex.
I know what it's about, Jack. I know what you're fucking money.
I know what you're doing.
Yes.
Yes!
Run!
See you then.
Ali, grab me and don't come in.
Shut the fuck up.
Don't come in.
Call the police.
Give me the fucking gun. Give me the fucking gun.
You're going to come up with this.
Malcolm? Malcolm?
Malcolm?
Listen to me, Malcolm. I killed them. It was just an accident.
No, no, no.
Walter?
10-12, this is Marshall.
22,
see the road.
When were you going to tell me?
That. I know what it is.
It's fine. Really?
I'll make a sale. When? In this market, really? We'll make a sale. One sale.
Just let me make this. We're saving.
Really?
And what happens tomorrow?
Don't worry.
When were you going to tell me?
Why didn't you tell me about this before?
There's no point in telling me. There's no point in telling me that we might get
fucking evicted. Are you kidding me?
Oh my God.
I'll get you your money.
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