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Looking sharp, son. Looking sharp!

Hedley!

You know I haven't been feeling very well.

Is this black or dark blue?

Help us out here, love.

Hedley! Oh, Mo likes us to wear black.

It's blue.

You sure about that?

Absolutely positive.

Oh, flippin' heck.

Flippin' heck!

Yeah. And just breathe.

You're muting! Oh!

Oh, sorry. No, it's all right. It won't break. Oh, it works! It works!

20,354 DFCs were awarded in World War II.

Yet only 42, mind you, have got second bars on them.

My dad was a war hero, lads.

We'll get it back for you.

Don't you worry.

I am worried, Mo.

It's Risky.

Risky's his middle name.

Actually, it's Dowie, isn't it, Mo?

You never mentioned that.

The old Welsh connection.

Your dad's one of us, Nick.

He should never have had to sell out in the first place. And the auction house

misled him.

It was virtual robbery what they gave him for it.

After him flying the plane back, all the way across Germany.

You don't have to convince us.

Old Nick's a good man.

And he's your dad.

We want to do it.

Can't you better be going?

The lads will be waiting.

I just can't believe it.

After all this time.

We wouldn't be trying a month, Hedley.

A month?

My mum fell pregnant the first time my dad bought her a drink.

Malibu and Coke, free trade hall, watching the mighty Genesis.

God,

they were happy together.

And now it's... It's what?

Well, I've got the full set. Same as them.

It's what I've always wanted.

Fall in love with someone, get married, have children, get all soppy with them.

Go on, clear off.

Go and... nut something.

Do your stuff.

Yeah, shouldn't be any of that tonight, though.

Just a quick in and out.

Sid's on lookout.

I'm going in with Mo.

That's good.

We all muck in, don't we? We've each got our specialist role, but then we can

double up if necessary.

Got a bombing crew.

Keep the plane flying.

Right, see you later.

See ya.

Maurice, that must be worth a few quid.

Thank you, Arthur Negus.

Ooh.

OK, you're on.

Give it a shove. Too many coats of paint.

Needs your gentle touch.

Yeah.

Much more with feeling, eh?

Ow! Ow! I said shove it, you bloody idiot, not smash it.

Come on. It's an axis for us. We're looking for Hebloy keys.

OK.

I thought it was going to be more than the muscle tonight.

Well, this is too easy.

Sid, any sign of activity?

No.

Quiet as the grave out here.

Just me and Matt Munro enjoying ourselves.

Strong room next. Five minutes in there.

Back in our marital beds by midnight.

We should have come in here.

What?

Access.

Dark waste ground.

Tree covered.

Plus the car would have been better set to avoid the main roads. What in God's

name are you talking about?

And I wouldn't have had to do any door charging. Because this... ...is locked.

No!

Come on, mate.

What happened?

Hedley tripped the alarm. Eh? The backup, off the windows.

What did you do that for?

I didn't know. We didn't even get to the medal. I'm sorry, all right?

My shoulder was hurting. You what?

I said my shoulder was hurting.

Repetitive stress injury, I imagine. You know, it's the kind of thing you get

when your job's one thing over and over again. It starts to knack.

Shame on that old Boris.

Who's Boris?

The brick I lobbed through the window. Had him for years.

Why did you do that?

So we'd appear like a bunch of complete amateurs, that's why.

Mission accomplished, so it would seem.

So, what's going on?

Hmm?

Well, you appear to be in the grip of some sort of existential crisis.

And apart from lobbing a spanner in the works as regards old Nick's medal, I

hate to see a man bound upon a wheel of fire and all that.

Johnny Cash. What?

Wheel of fire.

This ring.

Wheel is Shakespeare.

All right, there's... Helen's pregnant.

I want out.

What?

You've done it.

You bugger!

Oh, that's fantastic.

I just said that. Yeah, I'm ignoring that bit.

And it was me saying it's probably a Jaffa.

Jaffa? Seedless, you know.

Only trying a month. Three packs of Malibu. Proper celebration.

Seedy once out.

What?

It's knee-jerk.

It's... It's Yoko Ono.

It's Yoko Ono? The bird in the band.

That's what a baby's called in gangland.

That's what knackers everyone's mojo up.

So they can't write no more and wings happens.

You can't do it.

I mean, that's what everyone always dreads. The big fear.

It's a myth, it's... I'm not scared.

I'm... It's... What?

Helen's pregnant, you know.

It's wonderful.

But now you get on with the job.

What's the problem?

You're not tired.

You're clinically dead if you're turning me down. You've only done it twice

before. Once when you were actually having your heart attack and I forgave

you.

And the other time was when Sid was kidnapped and, well, I understood your

reticence.

Just so.

Do you remember when you were pregnant with Grace?

What? Do you remember?

Yes,

of course.

What do you remember most?

Morris. Tell me.

I remember I went up a complete dress size in a wig.

Are you suggesting I was shallow?

What about me?

Have I changed?

No.

No.

I didn't, did I?

That's all I thought.

You spoke to young Nick? Oh, my ears still ringing.

Tough love.

You never go back to a job half done.

He knows that.

It's like a bomb ticking.

Yeah, that's what I said.

You didn't, did you? No, I didn't.

No, as soon as I said there was a hitch, he said he wouldn't be able to look his

dad in the eye and he'd never let him down before.

I'd have done the same, Mo.

It's kind of on you, that, and you had your hands in your pockets.

You always do that when you've failed at something.

So when are we going?

Don't know. Still working on it.

What about a lookout?

Third man?

We've got a third man.

Boris. Sid, the Invisibles is like the Catholic Church.

Once you're in, you're in.

Can't come and go as you please.

He's being ridiculous.

You say that. He is.

No, he's just had a shock. We just need to get him back in the saddle again.

What if he doesn't fancy a leg up?

He won't, though. He's getting it.

This is Daddy, having breakfast.

Oh, yum!

Mummy's not allowed to eat food like that because Daddy says she'll get bingo

wings.

Don't just sit there, you great lummox. Say something.

Are you going to join in or what?

Oh, I'm camera shy, aren't I?

Camera shy?

There's more footage of you making a flaming pillock of yourself than the

Royal Family and Britney Spears put together.

Don't you want our baby to know who you are?

All right, lads.

Oi, oi, oi.

I wouldn't... I'm what you get if you cross Mike Tyson with Linford Christie,

yeah?

You're gonna need that to hang up your suit for your next magistrate's

appearance.

Where's your dad?

What? Your old man?

He's inside, isn't he?

Yours too, I bet.

I know how it goes, lads.

Brought up single only by your mum.

Dad's mostly down the buckies, getting into scraps, and that's when he's not

doing time.

What do people expect?

Kids need a proper dad to grow up, right?

Give me that.

There you go.

Take it. Go on.

Think of me as a surrogate bearing gifts. Thanks.

My dad's a math teacher.

You stupid pillock!

Good job they weren't a collision, Hedley.

Some bugs you just can't shift, can ya?

Just leave him, will you?

Oh, sorry.

What's the matter? Not in the mood?

Taking us down on the pickled eggs and aspic jelly, are they?

How is Alan?

All right, mate.

Calm down. I was only joking.

Yeah.

Sorry.

What?

I know you was.

Sorry. Sorry I snapped out on you.

Take it easy, yeah?

Thump him? You thieving.

Don't put him down.

I've just been sent this. Your pub's 80th theme night.

Menu and music and, oh, look, it's exactly the same as the one I planned.

Exactly.

Just like your Back to the Future night and your Celine Dion Canadian evening.

What a coincidence.

No, it's not.

You've been paying the printer, so I'll give you the nod.

I found out all my best ideas.

I mean, just because you think you're in the better part of town, you'll get all

the better trade. I'll prove it.

I don't want to.

I want him to hit you.

Go on, do it.

No.

What?

I'm not going to.

Of course you are.

I've just asked you to.

And you're good at it.

What's up, head?

You lost your bottle, have you?

Well, go on, then, hit me.

I dare you.

Give me your best shot. Go on. I think not. Not in the street. Not like

ruffians.

If honour needs to be satisfied, it should be from inside a ring.

How do you do?

Maurice Reilly. I'm a regular at the Hoogie.

That's Sid.

The old Tony Wayne from the Fatty Calf.

Maurice, what are we doing?

I'm making sense, Hedley.

You should settle your differences, like gentlemen, according to the Queensberry

rules. What shall we say?

A thousand to the winner?

Yeah? I should see honour satisfied.

A thousand.

Oh, you got a problem with that?

I'm gone. No, no, no.

And a thousand pounds to local charity.

Also to be paid by the loser.

Hmm? What shall we say, a week on Friday?

Yep, very good.

We'll help ourselves.

Hmm.

And don't be too shy, Limahl.

Sir.

Thanks, lads.

Oh, he's had that come in a long time, that Tony has.

Yeah, well, Hedley's pointed him out before.

Although I have to say, a man and his mullet have seldom been better suited.

You couldn't have a word with Hedley, could you?

Well, he said he's not going to do it.

I gave him some news, you see.

And he never said a word.

He never would.

It's a woman's privilege, isn't it, making the announcement?

Oh.

Oh. Oh, it's all right, Sid.

I don't mind.

I'm really excited.

Oh, of course you are. Well done, you.

Congratulations. Come here.

Really pleased for you. Oh, thanks.

Well, that's what I'm worried about.

That it's changing him.

And I don't want it to.

Well, that's exactly how we feel, I see.

But we're already on to it, so really, no need to worry.

A quiet word in his shell like, and your old Hedley will soon be back.

What back?

Erm, Helen was just enquiring as to our availability next week.

Cos we're gonna help train you.

Oh!

That's brilliant.

Isn't that brilliant?

I don't need help.

I'm not doing it.

Hedley! I'm not.

And I know what you two are doing.

Being all pally and nice.

You're hoping I'm gonna change my mind about other thing.

We're not, actually.

We're just friends, Henley.

And we respect our friends' decisions.

In the same way as I'm sure, you know, we all respect your decision not to

fight Tony.

I'm not sure he will, but especially as on one level it's Helen's honour you're

defending.

Or not.

Eh?

I can't believe I've agreed to do this. Well, just think of this cup in your

hand at the side of a horse.

You know, a leg up.

His mind's not on it, you know. I can tell. I don't care whether he wins or

not. I'll remind him of that when they're wiring his jaw up. It's just so

that we can get close enough to work on him.

Sid, we need to retrieve Olnig's medal.

And Hedley's getting the fear losing his confidence is going to be a barrier to

that happening. Ergo, it's our responsibility to both old Nick and

Hedley to remove that barrier.

You frighten me sometimes.

Come on, stick and lose!

Stick and... Get your body behind it!

Sid.

Is it true that if you over-train, your old man shrinks?

You what?

Well, you know, the blood goes to the muscles which needs it.

So the other bits... Urban myth.

Here, I'll drink that.

What is it?

Brandy, Tabasco, raw eggs.

Oh, and a white Dura Glit round the rim of the glass.

Which helps.

Numbs the pain.

Numbs everything, really.

Well... There.

Listen, about what I said about you helping me, I'm sorry, Maurice.

We're mates, you were right, and I was wrong to think you had ulterior motives.

Thank you.

I don't know about you lads, but I could eat an horse.

Hey, thanks for inviting us, Head.

And Pops.

You don't get out much.

He can't wait to meet you again.

He reckons the last time he set eyes on you, you was only eight.

Catching up snares.

Old Nick.

Here.

Don't mention the medal.

He doesn't know Nick came to us.

Anyway, Vernon just stares down the Newgate Prince and says, you can have

the table, boys.

But I get to keep your balls.

Hey, Hedley, look at this.

Oh, yeah, go on. Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Not bad, eh? For an old man.

Now, your dad could lift a chair up like that, right above his head. To do that,

you've got to be strong.

You have a go.

Oh, Mark.

Oh, go on.

Come on, Headley. Oh, come on.

Show us what you've got. Come on.

Come on, get it up. Come on!

Come on! What's the matter with you? Come on!

What's the matter with you?

All of this talking is making me thirsty.

Pop, she heard what the doctor said. Yeah, and what he doesn't know won't

kill me.

OK.

Hey.

Do us a favour, will

you? Make it a bit of top.

Big top.

Pops had one of those mild strokes last year.

He recovered like.

But I never want to see him like that ever again.

Couldn't but a toast.

To think how he was before.

Look.

That's him there and his crew.

He's me hero, really.

Yeah.

Me hero.

You.

What?

It's still up to you, Headley.

You don't owe anything to anyone.

I mean, you could say Sid and me, to a lesser extent, helping you to help

Helen.

There was some debt there.

But, um.

Who's dad?

It's up to you.

All right.

Just the medal.

Good lad, Edward.

Good lad.

I remember when your barber got pregnant.

Ever so clearly.

And?

I'm just saying.

Given he was talking about Adley and his problems.

I hope you're not suggesting I've got the fear.

I always knew I'd be able to continue.

As I did.

Yeah. I know.

I'm just saying. I remember it.

It's a rare time, isn't it?

However it turns out. Yes.

It is.

But it's always about the work.

As it is now.

That was my mum's app.

He always said I'd give it to my first baby.

So, algae range from single-cell organisms to multi-cellular organisms,

some with fairly complex, differentiated form, and if marine, called seaweed.

Hey, I bet you didn't know that.

I'm trying to get off now, love.

Look at the baby.

I am. And if it could speak, it'd be saying, Mum, what are you doing me and

my dad's flipping head in?

Hedley.

Experts say that learning starts in the womb.

I just want our baby to have a head start, have a chance to be somebody in

the life.

I don't know, a doctor or a lawyer or a famous artist.

I just want the best for it, that's all.

You're the best it can have, OK?

We're the best it could have.

OK.

Bye-bye.

Furniture and clothes of the 19th century.

Victorian England is synonymous with straight lace. Pop's medal goes under

the hammer on Monday.

Guess it's a week.

Could be worse.

It is. In fact, it's downhill from here.

After your last effort, they've beefed up the security.

First off, they've changed all the locks.

Now they know all the keys are out there.

Plus, they've installed a remote monitoring system.

It's hack-proof.

So whatever happens, 15 minutes after you cut off the alarm locally, the

backup kicks in.

Well, that's not enough time.

You can't pick a headlight in under 20, 25 minutes.

It's academic anyhow, Mo.

I wasn't finished with the old bad news thing.

They've brought in physical security.

Six guards, 12-hour shift.

Two on the day, one at night.

Just pick my bag up.

Okay.

Well, that's our nuts and advice.

Game over.

It's over when I say it is.

Indulge me.

Let's continue our reconnaissance.

Oh, come on. I feel conspicuous.

Now. Isn't this armoire a little bobby dazzler, Charlie? All to die for,

Johnny. Doesn't it just make one's heart soar? And a tickle at twice the price.

Come on, Mum.

Let's call it a day. We tried.

No pun intended, Sid.

But you don't win medals for trying.

What are you thinking?

Some sort of knockout gas?

Take out the guards, force the front door?

Headley, leave the thinking to those with some experience at heart.

Oh, no. No!

I'm not using midgets again.

You think they're being conspicuous cos they're small, but they're not. Not

seven of them. In the local wimpy, on your way back from the job, fighting

over the last cheeseburger. Do you remember that?

That copper coming over to us, asking us where the pantomime was. Sid!

I was thinking more of a Trojan horse.

The what?

What's the... Just get on with your exercises, will you?

Eh? The big fight.

Did you bring them with you?

It's multitasking. Now get on with it.

You're talking... Fester, are you? Yeah. Who else?

This is getting ridiculous.

Just cool.

Rats. Yeah, so?

Well, they're not nice, are they?

Festus are.

He house-trains them and everything.

They're brilliant.

Other arm.

He told one of them to play them out for a good once.

Used to run up and down, blow a nickery-dickery duck.

Done. Three dozen.

We'll deliver them by Friday.

Magic.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

I just assumed that when you said Trojan horse...

Well, you know, Dobbin.

We'd get one of them.

I've put him right, don't worry.

Good.

Farad who had Astra, then?

What? Harry F. Notto.

Through struggle to the stars.

We got eyes.

Clear.

They can't wink, can they?

That's why.

No reason.

Right, come on, my dear friend.

In you go. Come on.

Well, that's it. Down the tunnel, keep going. You'll find me.

That's a good one, isn't it?

Like a dream.

He's calling the boss now.

Block it.

Way ahead of you.

It's easy top night.

I don't have mine around.

Huh? What are we, Hasidic pest control?

We need some disguise under the helmet.

I'm not wearing that.

We're on.

Rats are us.

Calm down, sir.

How may I help you?

Of course, sir. No problem.

Hello, sir.

I gather you called.

Looks like level three infestation.

Has this building got a basement, sir? Yeah.

Why? We need an enclosed area so we can trap them.

What do you mean?

System down.

That's gotta work.

This is the entry point.

Crafty little so-and-sos.

They're a bit through that.

Oh, nice for when it is.

Teeth like raisins. Why?

Don't flippin' believe it. The rat musk.

It works.

It's what we do, Hedler.

The first rule in this game, never underestimate your foal.

Highly intelligent, your average rat.

Cunning.

Always sniffing around for a weakness.

Like criminals, really.

Only... smaller.

That's what a liar.

Eh? No?

Don't like the smell of me gloves?

I'm meeting your minds if ever there was one. You pass me the other leaf, Pete,

will you?

Have you ever read the book, Rats?

It's based on a true story.

Great.

I remember the time once when I was... Better go check on them.

Eh? Oh, yes.

I'm nearly finished, so you can start packing up.

There you go.

Mo. Mo, company's on its way.

We're coming down.

Can you hear me?

We're coming down.

We're coming down!

The signal was a bit weak.

Almost done.

Where's Elon?

He's down there.

Down where?

In the sewer.

Here, shall I tell him or shall you?

We think you might have the Queen Rat.

Are you in a rat?

Raticus Giganticus.

It's the Mesopotamian Queen Rat.

Mel's like that?

Only five of their attacks have been fatal, mate.

I'll be upstairs.

No bad, Headley.

We're into flames.

No bad at all.

But do the honors.

Egg, mission accomplished.

Yes!

Have you seen this?

Yeah. Nick showed it me.

Yeah. Had a copy done.

Said I could keep this.

Probably do one for you in Arn, if you like.

Yeah.

Yeah, that'll be good.

My leaf pick's gone.

See if you can find it sitting in the other bag.

Yeah.

Amazing what a man can do when he sets his mind to it.

Oh, yeah.

Some household, Nick.

I wasn't referring to him.

You did well tonight.

We all did.

We're quite a team.

You must think I'm just a touch.

You what? I'm not going to be reeled in.

There is somewhere between these two, you know.

Yeah, and that's the whole irony, isn't it?

Smart enough not to be fooled by you and smart enough to get us out of a hole.

And all on my last job.

Well, you're not still. Yes, I am still.

Look, I'm not gonna be in this gang while I'm gonna be a father.

We're equal now, Mal.

For the help you've given me, for tomorrow, the fight, plus doing the

right thing by Nick and his dad.

But on every level, I am all square.

I'm going back to retirement.

You can still do it. I've shown you, you can still do it.

Nothing's changed.

That's the whole point!

You just don't understand, do you? This baby!

It isn't the confidence.

It's not the fear.

I know there's no difference.

I'm still the same.

But what kind of bloke is that, Maurice?

Who am I, eh?

There you go, son.

Look at your dad.

This is what I do.

All right.

And here you come to bed.

Good.

How does it go?

Perfect.

Exactly as I planned.

Mm-hmm.

and move.

And smack him with a tie, right? Oh!

Flippin' ain't your keen.

You're not scrapping till eight o'clock tonight.

In the fight.

Have you checked your kit bag?

Or is it?

Hey!

Nothing. I've been through the whole lot again twice.

Look, I told you, I remember dropping it.

There's nothing to boast about, mate. I'm not. I'm just saying that I came

round to let you know.

Not so you could prove me wrong.

Well, we're stuffed.

Three times back is impossible.

I'm not asking you to go back.

Headley, your dabs are all over that leaf pick.

They opened the vault first thing Monday morning.

Police are going to be paying you a visit by tea time.

They'll get nothing from me.

I'm not grass.

You're both covered. That's not what he meant.

What about Ellen?

She covered.

She won't want for nothing.

Except you.

She knew the risks when we got married.

But look, I did what I did.

And I got it wrong again.

I'm ready for what's coming.

End of story.

I've got a fight tonight, yeah? And I'd really appreciate... You're not serious.

I'd appreciate a little bit of help.

A bit of light bag work.

A bit of a rub down.

Okay?

Come and get me bag.

Well... We've got to help him. We can't.

We can try.

You got him into this.

You should get him out of it. You what?

The boxing.

Forcing him back into the gang to get the medal.

The whole thing.

So he can... So he can sort something out?

That's all I've been doing. He's been in a quandary and I've been giving him the

means to work it out.

You've been giving him the means, have you? Yes.

I've grown up with you, Mo.

I've been with you through everything.

And when I look in your eyes,

I'll say everything

My maternity dress.

I never threw it away.

Then when you were talking the other day, thought I'd dig through some boxes.

Was I ever that big?

I don't remember.

Okay. You can open them now.

My medal.

You got it back.

I had some bills to pay, and, uh... Yeah, next time it comes straight to me,

eh?

Thanks,

Morris.

I know it can't have been easy.

And I'm not even sure I deserve this sometimes.

Come on, of course you do.

Crew, tell me.

Johnny Marshall.

Nosher Jenkins, Dusty Edwards, Harry Clark, George Sturbridge, and Murdo

McKenzie. I still remember after all this time.

No, no, I remember because they flew again with another pilot two days after

I brought them home while I was still in hospital with my injuries.

And they were all killed over Essen.

And as sad as I was,

What I mostly felt more was relief Relief that they got the chop

and I didn't That's why sometimes I think I'm a shoddy

man Not a brave one And

I

speak as someone who's

Frequently a dog to battle.

Hello, sunshine.

Don't be frightened.

But I'm your dad.

I don't know what your mum's told you exactly, but knowing her is probably the

truth, so... What can I say?

I don't regret what I did.

Well, the... The getting caught bit I do.

But the rest, you know, is the right thing to do.

Even if the judge thought different.

The only thing that I do regret is that I've not been there for you and your

mum.

And no matter what anyone says, I'm not a bad man.

I loved you the moment I saw you, and I always will.

You know, when I get out... Barbara!

I'm gonna show you what I can be.

Barbara!

I promise.

Sorry,

love.

Helen, you are the kindest, most beautiful,

brilliant woman that ever lived.

Just cover little nipper's ears.

When I get out, I'm going to be gagging for it.

So look after yourself, eh?

Boris, darling, you haven't met Pauline and Violet, have you?

No.

We, um, we play tennis together.

And they're both very active in the Women's Christian Guild? I apologise.

I got you pregnant and I was terrified that I'd get the fear and my gift would

disappear and I wouldn't be able to work and we'd have no money, so I just

carried on.

I put the invisible in invisibles.

I was so determined not to be affected by what had happened.

I'm sorry.

I wasn't there for you.

What's brought this on?

It doesn't matter.

Morris, I saw, I know what happened. And you sorted it out.

That's all that counts.

As I knew you would, once you'd cleared your head a bit.

I didn't have the balls to admit that I was struggling.

In there.

That's what a man does. He looks inside and he deals with whatever he finds.

However unpalatable it is, he admits to the struggle.

That's what proper men do, anyway.

Forgive me.

Sometimes he just comes home and puts the telly on.

What are you up to?

Not much.

It's really busy upstairs.

Loads of people going on to the fight.

Bit of a tick.

Are you alright?

Yeah. Of course I am.

Nerves. So?

I'm glad you're doing this.

Not for the bloodlust. Though, well, everyone loves a good fight.

I thought I was losing you.

I thought you were going away from me.

But I got you back down.

Mo.

Got my lovely big bruiser back.

Going somewhere?

Same place as you, by the looks of it.

Unless you're delivering a box of milk tray.

Oh, Mo.

I knew.

Was I that obvious?

No, just... You usually do the right thing in the end.

About the baby...

Headley's... mine.

And I tried to offer you a shoulder the first time round when you were stuck

between a rock and a hard place, but you just... And I did it again, didn't I?

And no more.

No more failure to address the issues. No more leaning all over the bloke that

has the courage to face his demons.

Now I've sought him out properly.

Three times back.

The Light Brigade are more of a chance than we do.

The great thing is, I've got a plan. Really?

Does it perhaps, and this is just a wild stab in the dark, involve some high

-risk, near-suicidal entry strategy culminating in an extremely loud and

dangerous bang?

How did... I mean... It really doesn't matter. The point is, there is an

alternative. Yeah?

Let me start by saying you're not going to like it.

Like it.

It stinks.

Every which way.

According to Nick's schematic, it's 50 yards to the basement, give or take.

Once I get there, I'll cut through the manhole cover, disable the motion

sensors, and that'll leave me free to get to the locks.

The headlight locks.

Which you have to clear in 15 minutes, cos the backup kicks in.

The respective, I think I prefer the plan, ends with a big bang.

Not when all that stuff down there hits the fan.

What if something goes wrong? You know, like... biblical tits up?

Find a brick.

Name it, love it, leg it.

I'll be a man.

Good luck, pal.

Am I doing it right, love? You're doing grand, love.

Shouldn't you be... I don't know, a crosser?

You know, like you're about to have a tear-up.

You're beautiful, aren't you?

I love the way you screw up your little face.

Sorry I'm late.

Where are Ma and Sid?

Maurice said he's coming.

I haven't the foggiest where Sid is.

I don't believe this. Hey, calm down.

No! And you shouldn't be calm either.

They're supposed to be your friends.

And you shouldn't be calm.

Morris will be here.

He always keeps his word.

I'll go in.

What are you going to do?

The fight starts in a few minutes.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh. Be fine.

I've got you two in me corner.

Christ, more brass.

Are you all right, Mo?

You're coming over all foreign.

I'm fine.

Are you sure?

I'm nervous on this one.

Wait a minute.

I can see something.

The light?

No. Wait.

That's the fumes. You're hallucinating.

Don't go towards the light.

Mo. Mo, talk to me.

I'm coming. Just hang on in there.

Mo.

I was going out of my mind.

How does it look?

I hope you brought your paintbrushes with you, cos you're gonna be seeing a

lot of cameras tonight.

Let's just get it done.

Let's do it.

Come on, boy!

To your corner.

Empty looking corner you got there, Hedley?

You thought Dad's army was coming?

Gentlemen, you both know the rules.

And remember, this is a charity belt.

Touch gloves, and return to your corners.

You're going down.

Listen... If I don't win this...

If I don't win this fight, it's not because I don't want to stick up for

you.

We've got somebody else to stick up for now.

Both of us.

And we need to start behaving.

Fitting in. What you do already.

You're a dead man.

In your dreams?

Mighty.

Hey!

Who the hell are you?

I'm your worst flaming nightmare.

He wouldn't have walked so much.

Actually, we're a threesome.

Rick!

Rick!

What, are you going to name it something when you took it?

My thumping days are over, Helen. No!

You're a good man.

The way you are.

He's gonna be proud of me.

You already would be, Hedley. I can assure you.

Sorry we're late.

Oh, say something to him. He'll be all right. I know. We'll take a... Can I

drink this?

It's a Vasco special.

Nah.

Steroids. Got it from the bloke in number eight. He used to be a vet. And,

uh, amphetamines.

Mole used them for his heart. We crushed them in. Yeah. But go on, then. Say

something inspirational.

We've got the leaf picked back.

You're not going to jail.

He's come through for you, son.

And you're not just the muscle in this operation.

You're the same as your dad was.

He always meant everything head on.

And he never took a step backwards.

He was our rock, Hedley.

We were nothing without him. Our rock.

You decide what you like.

But know that you come from impeccable stock.

And that's what you'll pass on. And fight. Go, my son. Go, my dad.

Helen's pregnant.

It's wonderful.

But now you get on with the job.

I'm going to show you what I can be.

We're the best it could be.

My first medal.

Awesome, lads.

Wear it with pride.

But never in public, eh?

Sid. Eh?

Oh.

It's the grand you won off the Duke.

I've forgotten.

I didn't. Stick it in the kiddie fund.

Don't be daft.

We'll have a big night out.

Trust us, you'll need it.

They bleed you dry.

To the Hathwaites, past, present, and yet to come.

Aye.

To the Invisibles, where I belong.

Are you sure?

Someone's got to look out for you.

No, actually, I think I've got one I'll do for all.

Peradu Ad Astra.

Peradu Ad Astra.

Ladies and gentlemen, look at you today, dressing up like a 20-year-old out in

the last with your lad. You refuse to acknowledge that you're a man of 60.

Says the man who's been 57 for about 11 years. Call an ambulance, quickly.

I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. I'm a hostage.

I'm just trying to recall what you're supposed to do when your husband invites

a local SWAT team round.

I just made that up, don't you know? It's essential that you keep your voices

down and no names.

Andesitis. I haven't got a penisitis.

That is the woman I married.

We're old, we're ill, and we're running out of time.

I never saw that it'd end like this.