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[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]

VICAR: We have but a short time to live.

To whom can we turn for help, but you, Lord.

Deliver us from the bitter pain of the eternal death.

We have entrusted our brother Albert to God'’s mercy.

And we now commit his body to the ground.

Earth to earth.

Ashes to ashes.

Dust to dust.

In the sure and certain hope of the resurrection

to eternal life,

through Our Lord Jesus Christ,

who will transform our frail bodies

that they may conform to His glorious body,

who died and was buried and rose again for us.

To Him be glory forever.

Amen.

[INHALES]

[FLICKING]

[FLICKING]

[INHALING]

[EXHALING]

[MEN TALKING IN DISTANCE]

Ah, little fucker.Hmm.

How do you mean?

We'’re gonna have to get another at some point.

Tools for the job.

So, let'’s just go ahead.

That boy is at fucking funeral.

I'’m just trying to help, Jim.

Oh, if you wanna help, get us a new Peterman.

What?

A fucking safe cracker.

[SNIFFING]

[INHALES]

[FLICKING]

[INHALING]

[EXHALING]

[INHALING]

[EXHALING]

[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR OPENING]

Stay and talk, just for a minute.

You do look tired, love.

I'’m okay.

No.

I don'’t think so.

Look,

I'’ve been thinking,

and I think it would be a good idea

if you came and stayed with me for a bit.

Just till things settle.

I'’ll be okay.

Yeah, I know you will, but it'’s more for my sake really.

[INHALING]

And the spare room'’s already made up, so it'’s no trouble.

And even he would'’ve loved to see you.

He loved you very much.

Your grandad.

You do know that.

Hmm.

Just one thing, about your dad.

He'’s in the front room with his pals.

But I won'’t have any trouble.

Not here, not today.

Hang on a minute.

Here. Take this.No.

Just till you get on your feet.

Please. For me?

Can I help ya?

No.

What do you want?

I said, what do you want?

[CLUNK]

On this...

The day of my father'’s funeral,

my son has not one word of sympathy

for his own father.

[INHALING]

What are you even doing here?

Fuck off.

[TEARING]

[CLINKING]

[SHUTTER OPENS]

[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR OPENS]

[SNIFFS]

[MUMBLING]

[BANGING]

[SPITS]

BILL: This one?JIM: Yep.

Put it back.

What?

Fucking put them back?

Hey, easy, Bill.

You know who this is? It'’s Charlie's son.

Charlie Graves.

Charlie Graves is a pisshead fuck.

Grandson to Albert Graves.

Oh.

I'’ve probably caught Aids or something.

You shouldn'’t keep around, John.

Bad for your health.BILL: Right, what else?

Take everything.

No, no, no, no. Don'’t touch anything.

Don'’t touch these things.He'’s telling me to fucking...

[SMACK]

Get the tools. I'’ll take him to the old man.

TONE: You sure you don'’t want a cup of tea, Jim?

I'’ll have my tea later, Tone.

[CLINKING]

Mm.

What time is my brother coming?

[CAR APPROACHING]

He'’s here.

Come on.

Where are we going?

[GRUNTS]

[CHOKING]

This him?Yeah, Dad.

[SMACK]

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTS]

OLD MAN: Enough.

I said enough, Peter.

[GROANING]

[GROANING]

OLD MAN: Sit him up.

Up you come.

Now.

I hear that you and your grandad

were close, God rest his soul.

And that your grandad taught you a thing or two about safes

before your fall from grace, is that right?

PETE: He'’s a fuckin' junkie.

Well?Yeah.

I'’m with Pete.

Even if he can do it, look at the state of him.

Listen, John, Peter here,

would like nothing more than to tear you

limb from limb, and after what you'’ve done to his son, Chris,

who can blame him.

I never done nothing to him.

Listen,

now is the time

to be really honest.

Tell me, are you clean?

Yes.

Now, more importantly,

can you do this thing for us? And remember,

lying will get you nothing more than a shallow grave, young man.

I know how to open a safe.

And I never done nothing to him.

I don'’t believe you'’re listening to this.

As your efforts have so far failed...

Your grandad

had a real talent.

Let'’s hope it's still in the family.

You'’ve got 24 hours.

No, no, no, please.Oh, yeah, boy.

[CRYING]

Please...

Hurry, cowboy.

[GRUNTING]

MAN: I'’m starving. What to eat?

[GROANING]

[FLICKING]

PETE: Hurry up, son, it'’s getting cold.

Knock yourself out.

I can'’t breathe.

PETE: Leave him.

I need a piss.

I need a fucking piss!

I need a fucking piss! [BANGING]

Hello.

Fucking behave, all right?

[SLAPPING]

Come on.

[INHALING]

[INHALING]

[EXHALING]

[KNOCKING]

[KNOCKING]

Let'’s just go.

You haven'’t opened the safe.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

When was he supposed to open it?

Two weeks ago.

On site.

But then he had that turn.

We couldn'’t wait any longer, so we brought it here.

You sure your up to this, John?

He'’d better be.

For his sake.

Food.

[TEARING]

You gonna eat that?

Right.

I'’m bedding down.

I think we should make a start.

Knock yourself out.

Me? I'’m gonna get some kip.

I think we should start in the morning.

All of a sudden, there'’s a fucking democracy.

Where are you sleeping?

In the van.

I'’ll try and get a fire going if I were you.

Fuck that, I'’m sleeping in the van as well.

Make sure she'’s locked up.

Let'’s go.

[FIRE CRACKLING]

How you been?

It'’s been a while.

For what it'’s worth,

sorry about what happened to Chris.

Now, it wasn'’t good.

Chris was always his own man.

[INHALING]

Yeah, but all the same...

Are you apologizing?

Chris was a junkie, died of an overdose. End of.

You mind if I ask you something?

Did you even like your brother?

Thought so.

Then again, who did?

One more thing.

You know I'’m gonna have a problem in the morning.

[INHALING] Just go to sleep.

[SIGHING]

[RATTLING]

GRANDAD: Who'’s there?

All right, Grandad. It'’s only me.

How'’d you get in?

There'’s a key under the mat isn'’t there.

You should'’ve knocked.

Now, what do you want?

Nothing, just thought I'’d come to see you.

See how you'’re getting on and that.

Where have you been?

Oh, around and about.

You got much work on at the minute?

I'’m getting too old for all that.

[LAUGHING] No, you'’re not.

You got plenty good years left in you yet.

Not many more now, boy.

I know you think I'’m an old fool.

And there'’s plenty who'd agree.

But I do miss you, boy.

Look, why don'’t you come home?

Just for a while.

[LAUGHING] For old times, innit?

You get that junk out of your system.

Put a word out, find you some work.

It'’ll all come back to you.

I never forgot anything, if that'’s what you're talking about.

Of course you didn'’t.

It'’s in your blood.

It'’s gotta be better than this, eh?

I'’ve... I've got to be somewhere actually, Grandad.

Fucking...

You wouldn'’t lend me two quid to get a bus back and that.

Don'’t take me for a fool, son.

It'’s not like that.

Not a penny.

It'’s not for fuckin' drugs is it? It'’s for fuckin'...

How come you never believe me, huh?

I love you, son.

But while there'’s breath in my body, I won'’t help you kill yourself.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Why don'’t you just settle in, John?

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

Come on, man.

Move yourself.

Oh, look, it'’s the fucking nightwatch.

What'’s going on?

This fuck, move!

Your boy went walk about.

Move your fuckin'’ arse, you junkie fuck, move!

You made me run. Move it.

Fuck.

Now, hey! Whoa! Hey, I'’ve been told.

Nothing'’s to happen to him. I'’ve been told!

"I'’ve been told, I'’ve been told," What I'’m telling ya,

if you can'’t keep him here, then I will.

I was just going for the fuckin'’ drugs.

Shut your fuckin'’ mouth!

This fucker is gonna get us nicked.

[STAMMERING] Let me deal with this. Look at me.

This does not end well.

Now you fucking deal with it.

I swear.

Your dad is losing the fucking plot, man.

[GRUNTING]

Come here. Fuck it. Get over here.

Fucking trash talk. I'’ll fucking kill you myself.

Talking about my fucking dad?

Listen to me. Look at me!

Do you understand me, John? Do you understand me?

[PANTING]

I need a drill. A Limpet drill. [CHOKING]

You need a fucking drill, just ask me. I'’ll get you drill!

And anything else you need. No more fuckin'’ about.

[COUGHING]

How bad is it?

I can'’t do this.

Tell me what you need.

I need to get out of here.

That'’s not gonna happen.

[CRYING]

[BLOWING RASPBERRY]

Well?

He'’s fucked.How fucked?

He'’s going under for a few days.

What'’s the matter with him?

Cold turkey, you thick fuck.

He said he was clean.

Who gives a fuck what he said.

He'’s a lying, junkie cunt.

Not so clever now, are we? The old man'’s gonna shit when he finds out.

Leave the old man to me, all right?

Maybe we should get him something.

Some heroin or some kind of...

Nobody is buying him that shit here.

Well.

Well, what?

Is he gonna come through it or what?

What am I, a smack expert?

All I know is he'’s as good as useless for the next few days.

Good, let him suffer.

For fuck'’s sake, do you ever give it a rest?

Feeling the strain, are we?

Right, this is what we do.

If he comes through, we open the safe.

If he doesn'’t, we dig a hole.

Either way, all we can do is lay low and wait.

There'’s something else.

He says we brought the wrong tools,

he needs a Limpet drill.

And he needs the safe standing up.

Right. Well, you go fetch the Limpet drill.

Me and Bill will hold the fort, and put the safe upright.

You go with him.

Excuse me?

And don'’t be too fucking long, all right?

[CHAINS RATTLING]

[RATTLING CONTINUES]

[THUD][GROANING]

For fuck'’s sake, Bill.

[GROANING]

Oh, Jesus.

[PANTING]

Fuck.

[GRUNTING]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

What are you doing?

I'’m practicing with my left.

Well, don'’t. You might as well just call the police.

It'’s a countryside. People are always shooting things out here.

[HEAVING]

Listen.What?

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

We both know what happens next.

The old man hands him over to Pete.

If Pete doesn'’t get to him first.

He won'’t? [FAINTLY]

They may shoot anyone.

You sure?Yes.

All I know is that me and you are stuck in middle of fuckin'’ nowhere

babysitting some smack head, and for what?

A few quid from the old man.

I don'’t care for your share, Jim.

Yeah, maybe.

Maybe I'’m sick and tired of the old man.

Don'’t you forget who the old man was.

Fuck the old man!

Fuck him, fuck his life and fuck it!

All right, shut up.

It'’ll be just another day or two.

You'’re not listening to me, we haven'’t got a day or two.

Pete'’s losing it and when he does,

we'’re all in the firing line.

Now, I'’ve been thinking.

How about me and you sidestep all this bullshit

and take what'’s in the safe for ourselves?

Hmm?

Don'’t you even talk like that.

Why not?Because talk like that

will get us grief.

PETE: What'’s that about grief? [CLEARS THROAT]

I'’m just saying I doubt

our pet smack head'’s ability to open the safe.

And if he doesn'’t, we'’re in for some grief.

Oh, he'’ll do it.

What happened to your hand?

Fuck off.

[BANGING]

[THWACKING]

[GRUNTING]

Fuck.

[GROANING]

[CRYING]

[SHIVERING]

Tea, Jim?

Jim, tea?

Milk, two sugars.

They'’re still working.

I'’d have slept in some fuckin'’ shitholes in my time.

How did he look this morning?

Not good, mate.

I think I need the hospital.

Do you mind? I'’m trying to fucking eat.

I'’m sorry, mate. I think they'’re fucking falling off.

Make sure he stays put.

He'’s not going anywhere.

Well, you never know what a man is capable of

when he'’s pushed.

[GROANING]

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

MAN: Hello?

Morning, saw the van.

You moving in, sir?

When it'’s livable.

Shut up, shut up.

You by yourself?Yeah.

It'’s just I thought I heard voices.

Radio. I do like to sing.

Hope you got a good deal?

A bargain.

Must have dealt with the daughter.

Solicitor.

Oh, come on in for a cuppa.

I'’d love to, but I've got some other calls to make.

Oh, your chimney might need a clean.

I'’ll look into it.

Well, I'’ll swing by some time, check on your progress.

Shh... Shh...

[WHEEZING]

[ENGINE STARTS]

Problem?

Yeah, we need a chimney sweep.

[INHALING]

Where am I?

On holiday. Where do you think?

You'’re gonna kill me.

[SIGHING]

Stop kicking up a fuss.

Understand?

Just be the man you said you were gonna be, John.

[GROANING]

You listening?

[GRUNTING]

I said are you listening?

Come here. Hey... [SHUSHING]

Come here. [SHUSHING]

See that safe?

That'’s your salvation, John.

You open that, you walk out of here.

If you don'’t,

that'’s a different story.

Let'’s move this, eh?

[CHAINS RATTLING]

It'’s a joint, John. Smoke it, may make you feel better.

[JANGLING]

[EXHALING]

PETE: What does the old man expect us to do, huh?

Sit around here with our thumbs up are arses,

wait for the plod to show up again?

It'’s just a local plod being nosey.

Nosey is gonna get us nicked.

I'’m gonna lose these, I know it.

I'’m gonna lose it with you in a minute

if you don'’t stop whining.

We stick to the plan.

Sit tight.Sit tight?

The old bill is running around.

I said, "Sit tight."

Does it look like I'’m asking permission?

Whoa, Dad, whoa, whoa.Fuck this!

I wanna know who died and made this cunt king.

In a couple of days, you can do what you want with him,

until then, sit tight.

Dad.

Fuck you.

Dad.

Warsaw...

That Warsaw flash cunt giving orders.

While that scumbag breathes good air.

And you?

What use are you?

We'’re here for the job.

Fuck the job.

If you had one-fifth of what your brother had.

Yeah, I know I'’m not Chris.

I think we established that a long time ago.

I'’m not a junkie either.

[SHOUTING]

He was a junkie, Dad.

Yeah, well...

if he was,

it was '’cause of that cunt in there.

[SMASHING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Who'’s that?

Grandad?

They'’re gonna kill me.

Do you hear me?

I said, they'’re gonna kill me.

Grandad.

[SCREAMING]

[SCREAMING]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

BILL: Stop pacing.

You'’re making me ill.

JIM: He lost it.

Don'’t.

You saw him.

He'’s fucking coming.

Don'’t you start again, all right, Jim?

Start what, eh?

Please.

What are you fucking talking about? He'’s a fucking nutter.

Go and look. Go.

[GUNSHOT]

[BLOWING]

[BOTTLES CLINKING]

[DISTANT GUNSHOT]

Did you hear that?

Why are you following me?

[THUD]

No.

I don'’t want your help!

One thing...

I asked you to do one thing.

And you don'’t have the balls to do it.

No, no, no.

No.

Dave, come here.

Come here.

Come here. [WHISPERING]

It'’s okay.

Son, come here.

Hey, come on, hey.

Come on, hey.

Oh, come on, Davey.

Come on, son.

[SNIFFLING]

That'’s okay.

It'’s okay.

Hey, it'’s okay.

I'’ll do it.

JIM: Sit him up.

Came back for that cuppa?Fuck off!

Dammit.

My handyman.

[GROANING]

What are we gonna do with him?

[THWACKING]

What are you doing?

[GRUNTING]

Fucking...

Fuck, shit, man, what are you doing?

[GRUNTING]

More officers are on the way.

[CRYING] I made the call.

Bollocks, you wouldn'’t be creeping around

out of uniform if you had.

Jim, no.No, think.

Can'’t let him go.

He has seen your face.

[GRUNTING]

[COUGHING]

[BANGING] No!

[BANGING]

No!

No, no!

[GUNSHOTS]

Dad, stop!

Do it if it'’ll make you happy.

Hey, what the fuck are you doing?

I want him dead now!

I don'’t give a shit what you want.

Dad, stop, stop.

[GRUNTING]

Fuck off.

[GROANING]

Chicken wee cunt.

[CRYING]

I could'’ve been at the hospital.

Shut the fuck up, Bill.

I can'’t...Shut up.

I'’m trying to think.

Did you hear that?

You heard nothing.

Oi.

Nothing.

I'’ll take you to the hospital in the morning.

Once the safe'’s open.

It'’ll be too late by then.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[PANTING]

I can'’t remember.

What'’s the first thing we do?

I'’m not sure.

What'’s the first thing...

that we do?

Relockers.

And how do we do that?

By drilling.

[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC TURNS OPTIMISTIC]

[HAMMERING]

[DRILLING]

Not too deep.

Too deep, glass breaks.

Glass breaks.

Relockers fire.

Relockers fire.

Then you'’re fucked.

GRANDAD: Nice and slow.

Good work, boy.

Good work.

Good.

Now what?

We need to sink.

What do we need to sink?

The combination.

Good lad.

Good lad.

[SOBBING]

I'’m so sorry.

I'’m sorry I wasn't there.

It'’s okay, boy.

It'’s okay.

[SNIFFLING]

I'’ll never let you down again.

[DRILLING]

[SHATTERING]

The glass breaks.

But the relockers can'’t fire.

Nearly there.

You always had talent.

It'’s something that can'’t be taught.

It'’s something your father never had.

I never forgot.

[CLICK]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

Two minutes.

[WHISPERING] Dad?

Dad.

Hey, Johnny.

Kitchen.

So, you'’ve seen the blood.

Now, come on, John. Don'’t be coy. It'’s everywhere.

Great news is, it'’s not mine.

What happened?

Pete.

That'’s what happened.

He was gonna kill you, John.

Can'’t blame him.

They wouldn'’t have.They?

They'’ve always did what his dad wanted.

You know, the main thing is,

you'’re safe with me now.

I need to ask you something, John.

Can you do this?

Look at me.

Can you really open the safe?

Good.

Finish your breakfast.

[CREAKING]

[GUNSHOT]

[BILL GRUNTING]

Come on. Come on.

[GROANING]

Jesus, Mary and Joseph.

Bill.

Ah, are you fucking me, Jim?

Bill, hey.

Oh, Jesus.

I need a fucking hospital now, don'’t I?

What the fuck have you done?Oh, fucking idiots.

You laughing at me, son?

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Who'’s gonna open your safe, eh?

Shut the fuck up, you!

I'’ll get you to a hospital once I'’ve got the safe open.

Right? Right?

Calm down. Sit down.Jim.

Jim.

Oh, you fucker.

Take that.

[CRUSHING]

[PANTING]

[EXHALES]

[LAUGHING]

Finally, found some balls, eh, Dave?

[GRUNTING]

[GUNSHOT]

[GRUNTING]

Fucking bastard.

[GUNSHOT]

It'’s gonna be all right. [WHISPERING]

We'’ve gotta get my dad to the hospital. Give me a hand.

You killed them all?

If it wasn'’t for me, you would be with them, remember that.

We both know that'’s not the first dead body you'’ve seen.

I never killed anyone.

Whatever, if you say so.

Now give me a hand.

I said, I never killed anyone.

John, I know, I need you to help me get my dad to a hospital.

Look at him.

Just give me a hand, all right?

I wanna ask you something first.

Now ain'’t the time, John. We need to go now.

One question.

What?

Why didn'’t you ever tell him?

Tell him what?

Truth about Chris.

I don'’t know what you're talking about, John,

but now ain'’t the time.

It'’s as good as any...I'’m not fucking about.

I wanna talk about Chris.

Some other time.Now.

The night Chris died.What about it?

You were there or not?

No, I wasn'’t.

Well, that'’s funny 'cause

I was on the nod in another room and I heard voices.

Your voice said, you said, you know, he was always gonna be your big brother.

How you was gonna fix everything.

And when I woke up in the morning,

I found Chris dead.

'’Cause he died of an overdose while getting high with you...

Chris didn'’t have any gear.

I know that '’cause I did it all.

He overdosed from the gear you gave him.

It sounds like a junkie'’s imagination to me.

I don'’t imagine shit.

You gave Chris

the gear that killed him.

Which means you killed your brother,

not me.Says you!

Me and Chris were mates.

Yeah, well, fuck you, he was my brother.

You wanna know the truth, is that it?

He'’s been more of a nightmare dead

than he ever was alive.

How the fuck has he gone from junkie to a martyr

in one quick move?

And for my dad'’s sake, I'’m glad he's dead.

So I tell you, it was tearing him apart.

I mean, imagine watching the person you love

throw their lives away on that shit.

But then again you don'’t have to, do you John?

We all do what we have to.

So I'’m just supposed to take the blame?

To be honest, John, I didn'’t expect you to live this long.

No. Here I am.

There you are.

[DOOR SLAMS OPEN]

We need to get my dad to a hospital.

And William?

He'’s dead.

Have you at least done what you said you could?

We need to get him to a hospital.

So you'’ve failed as well.

Are you listening to me?

What the fuck is that?

Move.

Now, come on, Jim.

There'’s your pal.

Always fail us,

eh, James?

Brother.

[GUNSHOT]

He'’s dying.

Do something.

Do something, he'’s fucking dying!

If you don'’t do it, I'’ll fucking kill him, then where will you be?

Don'’t make things difficult, David.

This is something you'’ll have to accept.

David.

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[CAR APPROACHING]

Grandad.

Uh, no.

But redemption all the same.

And no one ever gets this chance in our lives,

Oh, uh, I apologize about the foot by the way, but

I could take no chances.

Fuck you!

I came to see your work.

Your grandfather was a skilled individual.

I hope you live up to his

annoyingly high expectations.

I ain'’t doing shit for you.

Unfortunate, because the way I see it,

you owe me.

Oh, yeah?

How'’d you figure that?

Your grandfather would'’ve finished the job

had he not died.

And he died because of your failings.

You know this, I know this.

So you see,

in a way, you owe us both.

Yeah, well.

It'’s still... fuck you!

So you'’re prepared to throw away

everything your grandfather has worked for?

All the skills he gave you, simply for what?

Guilt, anger?

Now what?

I work for you?

There'’s always work for a good thief.

Bollocks.

I open the safe, I'’m dead.

[LAUGHING]

You have little trust in you.

Don'’t give me trust.

There'’s your trust

lying out there in the pool of blood.

That'’s why things get done.

Nevertheless, it will get done.

So, John, to work.

Now.

Yeah, but this time,

I'’m doing this for my own reasons.

Not because I give a fuck about you and your poxy safe.

Your motivation is your own.

[CLICK]

What were you expecting?

Salvation?

[CAR APPROACHING]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

OLD MAN: He'’s not here.

OFFICER: Would it be okay if I take a quick look around?

[GRUNTING]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

OFFICER: No!

[THWACKING]

5881, priority.

Disarmed male with handgun.

He'’s unconscious, immediate backup

is required.

Dispatch, do you copy?

Fuck.

[GRUNTING]

[CHOKING]

Come here.

Come here.

Open the boot.

Open it.

Okay.

In.

Get in!

[RADIO CHATTER]

[CLATTERING]

[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]