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[waves crashing]

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- [dramatic orchestral music] - [helicopter chopping]

[car horn honking]

[door clicking]

- [tires screeching] - [dramatic orchestral music]

[guns firing]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[gun cocking]

[man groaning]

[gun firing]

[gun firing]

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- [siren wailing] - [engine revving]

[tires screeching]

[siren wailing]

[tense music]

[siren wailing in distance]

[whispering voices]

[man shouting]

[bed creaking]

- [bell tolling] - [percussive music]

[tense music]

[birds fluttering]

[woman sobbing]

[Harry coughing]

[suspenseful music]

[gun firing]

[Harry breathing heavily]

[door clicking]

[airplane engine roaring]

[birds chirping]

[Harry coughing]

[soft music]

[book thudding]

[suspenseful music]

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

- [car thudding] - [tires screeching]

[dramatic music]

[man shouting]

[footsteps thudding]

[door clicking]

[birds chirping]

[tense music]

[Henderson] I've got a bit of news that might cheer you up.

Best thing I've had in a long while.

I've got an informant who runs a pub

and there's a dealer who goes in here,

serves him a bit of knocked off booze and that.

And he says he was involved in a job

and him and his little crew got off with it scott free.

Five years ago.

In Whitfield.

Every Thursday about three-ish he swings by the pub,

does his little bit of business, he's got a van.

Only problem is, he's got moody number plates

so I couldn't get his home address.

Where's the pub?

Harry, I'm gonna be honest with you mate,

you don't look up to it.

Where's the pub?

Cheers, Mo.

God bless ya.

Thank you.

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What can I get ya?

A lager pint.

[tense music]

[car horn honking]

[men chattering]

[men laughing and talking]

- [men chattering indistinctly] - [light dramatic music]

We disagree.

That's the main thing, it means more money, a grand.

[Barman] Like to sort it out.

Got to shift it, haven't I, so..

[Mark] Yeah and keep it discrete, you know?

They're putting the pressure.

If he finds out you're doing it

and they get to us through you.

- [car thudding] - [tires screeching]

Go, drive!

Fucking go!

Come on!

Drive the fucking car.

Come on!

- Fucking drive! - Go!

[men shouting]

[men laughing]

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[engine starting]

[car horn honking]

[tense music]

[men chattering]

Come on!

Go, fucking go!

- [car beeping] - [men chattering]

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[bell tolling]

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[men chattering indistinctly]

[Paul] Probably gonna go cry somewhere.

[Emile] He's going to start crying.

Come on, bring him back here and cut his fucking cock off.

bring him back in, I ain't joking.

[Paul] Why?

What'd ya think?

What's so difficult?

Yeah what's the problem with it?

[Emile] You're going to shoot him.

both of them, in the head, on the roof, now.

Come on.

[all shouting]

[Emile] If you don't shoot him,

I'll stab you in the fucking face!

[laughs] All right?

Gotta get him from the basement.

Get on the roof now.

They need to be dead.

[men chattering]

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Come on, go, go!

Come on, go!

[all chattering]

Come on, get in the fucking car!

- [all shouting] - [tires screeching]

[Emile] This is my fucking house.

When they've all came to my fucking manor.

Hold the gun up, and point it in their fucking heads.

[tense music]

Show what happens when they walk into my fucking house.

You two on your knees.

You an all.

I said on your knees.

Do it!

I said fucking do it!

Do it!

Fucking do it or I'll stab you right now.

Fucking do it!

Or I'll stab you if you don't fucking do it!

Now!

[man whimpering]

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[man groaning]

- [gun firing] - [man groaning]

[guns firing]

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[Harry breathing heavily]

[Harry grunting]

[Harry breathing heavily]

[Harry grunting]

[gun firing]

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[Harry grunting]

[Harry grunting]

[all chattering]

[siren wailing distantly]

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[tense music]

[Harry breathing heavily]

[train rattling]

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[Harry breathing heavily]

[door thudding]

[gun rattling]

[gun firing]

[both screaming]

[men grunting]

[both screaming]

- [screwdriver stabbing] - [both screaming]

[gun firing]

[Harry screaming]

[both breathing heavily]

Your mates, where have they gone?

Where are they?

The countryside.

Why?

Picking up a delivery.

Drugs?

When?

A couple of days.

[man groaning]

Write it down.

Come on, come on!

Write down the address.

That's my pen.

Sorry.

Who are you?

- [Harry breathing heavily] - [dramatic orchestral music]

They were my life.

I knew I'd see you again.

[Harry] I waited, I hoped, I prayed,

I would see you all again.

I need a doctor.

What's with the gun?

Don't get up.

Doesn't suit ya.

Please don't get up.

- [man screaming] - [gun firing]

[man groaning]

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We're going to find ya, we're going to kill ya.

[laughs]

Just like we killed those two bitches!

- [laughs] - [dramatic orchestral music]

- [Harry grunting] - [crowbar thudding]

[Harry screaming]

[intense music]

[Harry groaning]

[Harry groaning]

- Oh. - Sorry.

I'm, I'm really hungry.

Don't worry about it.

I've got the munchies too.

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That's beautiful.

Looks really peaceful.

I used to go there with my husband.

Well when he was alive.

It's supposed to be sunny there tomorrow, according to my phone.

Was he a good husband?

Yeah.

He was funny too.

I'm going to heat this up.

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[both breathing heavily]

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

[thunder rumbling]

It's for your throat.

You know yesterday, we...

We'd have continued that I don't...

I understand.

- Good book? - [Harry] Yeah.

"The Count of Monte Cristo."

It was a present from my wife.

Are you still married?

We're separated.

"It is necessary to have wished for death in order

to know how good it is to live."

The French, they have a way with words, don't they?

And food.

Do you know what they call an orgasm?

La petit morte.

It means small death.

Can I ask you something?

Yeah, of course.

I need to take tomorrow off.

Yeah, okay.

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[birds chirping]

[Harry grunting]

[upbeat rock music on radio]

♪ Time this right ♪

♪ We tell some lies ♪

[woman speaking foreign language]

[electronic music]

[upbeat rock music]

[radio signal disconnects]

- [tires screeching] - [car thudding]

[shouting]

[man laughing]

- [Harry screaming] - [tires screeching]

[radio signal comes back on]

[tense music]

[light dramatic music]

[suspenseful music]

[tense music]

[Harry breathing heavily]

[pants unzipping]

[man urinating]

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[gun firing]

[man groaning]

No!

[man screaming]

[gun firing]

[man screaming]

[gun firing]

[Emile screaming]

[Harry groaning]

[Emile] Run.

Fucking run!

[Paul] Hurry up!

[Harry groaning]

Fuck you, fuck, fuck!

- [Harry screaming] - [gun clicking]

[Harry breathing heavily]

[bird squawking]

[Harry panting]

[Harry groaning]

[Harry groaning]

[Harry groaning]

- [intense music] - [Harry breathing heavily]

[man groaning]

[gun clicking]

[gun clicking]

[gun firing]

[man screaming]

- [Harry breathing heavily] - [suspenseful music]

[Harry groaning]

[Harry breathing heavily]

[Harry groaning]

[Harry coughing]

[Harry retching]

[Harry groaning]

[train rattling]

[door rings]

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[Pharmacist] That's $4.99 please.

Haven't taken the pills.

What the fuck is this?

Where is he?

[Doctor] You're lucky.

Yeah.

Give yourself a shot every four hours.

For the pain, very strong opiates.

Careful with them.

No more than three a day.

[line ringing]

[phone ringing]

No answer.

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[light acoustic guitar music]

[all laughing]

[indistinct chatter]

[train rattling]

Check next door.

[Emile sniffing]

That fat cunt took my knife.

I want it back.

You grab his legs and mind the blood.

You okay?

Yeah, I've twisted my shoulder.

Ahh, thank you.

How was your day off?

Get a lot done?

Yeah.

Hey.

So, you'll close up, yeah?

We're going to be closed for a couple of days.

Oh, guess you know that.

Yeah, well, obviously you know that.

I can't speak properly.

Um. [clears throat]

I'm going to the seaside.

I rented myself a little place.

It's my birthday.

I'm getting old.

It's better than the alternative.

Oh.

Yeah, Well. [laughs]

If you wanted to come visit, stay,

it's um,

it's the address and the phone.

It'll be nice to see you.

Happy birthday, Emma.

[ominous music]

Hello, Harry.

You'd been better forgetting about us.

Well, you think you can just walk away, huh?

Where's my knife?

Where's my knife?

Eh?

[Harry groaning]

Where's my fucking knife?

[Harry screaming]

[Harry breathing heavily]

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[Emile] There shoot him!

Shoot him!

There, shoot him!

[men grunting]

Hold him, fucking hold him straight! Hold him!

[glass shattering]

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[guns firing]

[Emile screaming]

[Harry breathing heavily]

Fucking bit me.

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[Automated Voice] This is the Henderson Detective Agency.

Please leave a message after the tone [beeps].

Fuck!

[Automated Voice] This is the Henderson Detective Agency.

Please leave a message after the tone.

[screaming]

[coughing]

Stockers Farm, Ricksmansworth.

He's fucking lying.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

[gun firing]

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- [tires screeching] - [intense music]

[bell tolling]

[Emile screaming]

[car horn honking]

[man grunting]

[Emile] Fucking snitch.

[man groaning]

[ominous music]

[tone ringing]

[woman speaking over intercom]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

Here he is.

[Harry groaning]

What you doing?

Here, here. Sit.

[thunder rumbling]

You want some biscuits?

I think I've got some in the ca.

What happened to you?

I suggest you go to a hospital.

I'm just a vet.

How are my horses?

They only stable five now.

Between here and the practice, I just couldn't keep up.

Sorry.

Everyone asks about you.

Where have you been?

All these years.

I've found them.

All of them.

I need you to leave me alone for a few days.

Don't tell anyone I'm here.

Don't come and see me.

[orchestral music]

You're sure they're coming?

I just killed three of them.

We used to walk around here when she was pregnant.

You must get ready.

I'm scared.

[Gamekeeper] Take it.

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[ominous music]

[somber music]

- [guns cocking] - [suspenseful music]

[bird squawking]

[gun firing]

Where is he?

Come on!

[suspenseful music]

Where the fuck is he?

Check upstairs.

[suspenseful music]

[Emile] Waste of time. He's not here.

[bird squawking]

Stay here.

[airplane engine roaring]

[chair creaking]

[intense music]

- [gun firing] - [Emile screaming]

[Emile coughing]

[gun firing]

- [Emile screaming] - [machine gun firing]

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[gun firing]

[man groaning]

[man breathing heavily]

[Harry grunting]

[both grunting]

[man screaming]

- [both grunting] - [intense music]

[both groaning]

[both grunting]

[Harry screaming]

[Harry screaming]

[man screaming]

[man panting]

It's over.

It's not.

Go home.

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[waves crashing]

[seagulls squawking]

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