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Hide the windows.

Once he's on his
way, get straight to it.

Keep all tinned goods
under lock and key.

And give him his
breakfast at 6 a.m.,

dinner at 12:30, and evening
meal no later than 6 p.m.

Make sure he gets a nice
pudding with his supper.

Give him a real taste of home.

Alright?

Keep the bedroom
curtains closed at night.

Two good
pillows on the bed,

and a decent set
of clean bedding.

Do a regular check
on the bedroom.

Make sure you know what
he's up to in there.

Keep it clean.

Pens and paper
will be provided

for him to write letters.

I want this wrapped up
nicely by Christmas.

Booze will be
provided, but make it last.

Don't get too familiar with him.

You're there so he don't
do anything stupid.

You ain't his friend.

Enjoy the piano.

I thought a bit of a
sing song might be nice.

But no shouting or screaming.

In the news tonight,

police have issued an appeal

for residents in
the Dartmoor area

to report anything suspicious

following an escape by
a dangerous prisoner.

You can
listen to the radio,

but don't make a
big thing of it,

because if I say so, the
wireless might have to go.

Make sure he fully understands
the telephone drill.

Never let him pick it up.

Any time now, John.

Make sure the boy's happy.

Keep it homely.

I ain't gonna lie to you.

He could snap you clean in
half if he had reason to.

Don't let him get out,

and don't let me down.

Comfy double bed,
all to yourself.

Nice, big bath for
you to relax in.

Sheer luxury, yeah?

Kitchen's pretty basic,
but I'm a good cook.

I can do you a full English.

Fancy a brew?

I bet you're parched, yeah?

Is this it then?

Tea?

We got coffee if
you prefer coffee.

Where's Ron with the
champagne and the girls?

We got cake.

Cake?

Yeah.

What kind of cake?

It's Battenberg.

It's nice, it's sweet in that.

Oh, Ron wanted you to have this.

It's got chocolate coins inside.

It tells you what day it is
right up to Christmas day.

And those ones have
already been opened,

I think Ron got a bit peckish.

Oh, you can have these ones.

That one's yesterday's
and this one's today's.

I can count.

So he'll be here soon then?

Eh?

Ron.

I-

And this must be the kind
of cake you have at parties.

Even the Queen of
England's partial

to a nice bit of Battenberg.

I don't suppose you
get much cake inside

unless there's a file in it.

Mate.

I was about to pass it to you.

I never seen a pink cake before.

Well, you have now.

So, is there any more?

It's all yours if you want it.

What about Ron?

Don't we need to save him some?

Nah, nah, nah.

You eat it.

Hey.

I thought I'd fix us
up a proper drink.

Large whisky on the rocks.

You like the sound
of that, yeah?

Nicely stocked bar.

Got coasters, straight
from the twin's club.

You've got ice, mixers,
it's all set up for you.

So, what time is
he getting here?

We'll know when Ron rings.

You want ice in it?

Frank.

You're not in handcuffs.

Cool it, sit down.

Have some ice.

Ooh.

Well?

Answer it.

When the phone rings,
you're meant to pick it up.

We have to wait for the signal.

Why don't you just pick it up?

I don't know it's him.

We'll know if they ring back.

We have to stick to the rules.

I don't want to speak to
you, I want to speak to Ron.

Mate, you have to trust me.

You ain't my mate, I
don't even know you!

Leave it!

Frank, just give me the phone!

So that's how it's
gonna be, Frank.

You ignoring the rules.

Picking up the phone
like that, not clever.

So, inside, what would
you normally be doing?

Come on, Frank, try and relax.

Where's my fuckin' party, Ron!

Stop it!

The phone?

Oh yeah, come on.

Here we go.

Let go!

Frank, I can't fucking
breathe, leave it out!

Keep still.

Don't you fuckin' move.

Don't move.

Don't you fuckin'
move, all right?

Here you go.

There you are.

- What the fuck, Frank?
- There you are.

What are you doing?

Come on, come on, all right?

Come on.

I want you to come at me
like you're gonna kill me.

Come at me.

- Oh, Frank, I-
- Come at me.

Fuck.

Come at me!

Look, I'm taking this off.

No, leave it!

It looks good.

All right, come at me.

Come on!

Oh, fuck-

Do it!

We've gotta keep the noise down.

I've gotta be ready
for when Ron rings.

Come on!

Come on!

Pick it up.

No, Frank.

We have to wait for the signal.

Stupid.

It stopped now.

It rings twice, then
it stops like now,

then it rings again.

Ring, ring.

Yeah?

Then it stops.

Frank, it's very important
you understand it.

Just answer it.

Tell Ron to get around
here at the party.

Then it rings again.

Ring, ring.

Now I know it's them.

I pick it up, Frank.

Me.

Never you.

All right.

Ron wants you to have
a nice bit of steak

with your supper.

You fancy a juicy steak?

Frank!

Yes, he's looking forward to it.

All right.

All right.

Bye.

It's your first big day
of freedom tomorrow,

and Ron wants you to enjoy it.

So he ain't coming.

He's letting you
settle in first.

In the country,

I'm expecting a grand
affair this Christmas.

Yeah?

Ron promised me the lot.

Anything I want.

Make a list, he said.

I hope you put
down a sports car.

Turkey.

As big as a dog.

Veg, the full works.

Carrots, sprouts,
two lots of spuds.

Mash, roasties.

And then you got your
stuffing, cranberry sauce,

and the grand finale,
the Christmas pudding.

Oh, you gotta light it.

Ooh, but you need a steady
hand for that, sunshine.

Oh, bosh!

Generous dollop of cream on top.

Mm!

Lovely.

♪ Fresh from the
titty sitting pretty ♪

♪ On top of the Christmas hood ♪

Do you know how to
milk a cow, John?

Can't say that I do.

Neither do I, but when I
get down to the country

I'm gonna learn.

When you meet a fella
for the first time,

it's only right to shake hands.

How do you do?

My name's Frank.

Now you tell me your name, John.

Howdy, Frank.

I'm John.

Now can you release
your grip of steel?

I've got a nice steak
dinner to prepare.

Frank.

Frank, what are you playing at?

Come on.

You have to keep it down, John.

You don't want to
wake the neighbors.

Frank.

Frank, look.

I'm freezing me
nuts off in here.

Fuck, fuck.

I heard someone moving around.

I need to see who it was.

I was just taking a piss.

So, where is it?

What?

I can't see it.

See what?

Are you fucking stupid?

You really should
have your gun on you

at all times, John.

Yes, I should.

Someone might find
it, and then what?

I made it to bring with me.

Carved it out of
a piece of wood.

Hid it for weeks without anybody

even knowing it was there.

Without the bleeding trigger,

it fooled you good and proper.

And if it really was a real gun,

I would've shot you by now.

I'm just playing with you, John.

This ain't a game.

Air force helicopters

swept over the bleak
countryside of Dartmoor,

as the hunt continued
for a prison escapee

regarded as one of the most
violent convicts in Britain.

He is 37 year old
Frank Mitchell,

known as the "Mad Axeman",

who slipped away
from a working party

outside the walls of Dartmoor
Prison at dusk yesterday.

Some 300 police and
marine commanders

are taking part in the
search on the ground.

Yes!

Police
sworn their own men

not to individually
tackle the convict,

who is 6'2 inches tall,
weights 16 stones,

and has a reputation
for violence.

And was sick of waiting
for his parole date!

Frank!

Do you want the bleeding
neighbors to hear everything?

Yeah!

I want everyone to hear!

Well, you know what you
need to do now then, yeah?

So, are you ready
to tell Britain

what its most
famous outlaw wants?

You bet I am.

You're all over the news.

You've gotta strike while
the iron's hot, mate.

You do one letter, you
copy it three times.

We send one to the
home secretary,

the others go to the
Times and the Mirror.

Before they go into papers,

Ron's gotta check them over.

And this is your chance to
tell people what you want.

I want 100 quid and a gun.

I think that's
perfectly reasonable.

Be serious, Frank, come on.

Why did you escape?

They said if I behaved meself,

I'd get my parole date.

Did you get it?

No.

4 years I waited,
they gave me nothing.

Every fucker in there knew
when they was gonna be free.

But not you.

I was the only one
they kept in the dark,

the only one without
a parole date.

Don't tell me.

Get it written down.

And you really think
they'll print it?

Mate.

Everyone in Britain
will want to read it.

You're right, even me dad.

And he oughta be proud of you.

Yeah.

So, it's gotta be good,
it's gotta be right, John.

First you need to tell
them why you escaped,

and then what you want, and
then this is important, Frank.

They need to know if you're
a danger to the public, yeah?

John, if anyone comes at
me, I'm gonna sort them.

No messin', right?

So you're gonna put that down?

"You hit me and I'll
whack you back."

Frank, this isn't prison,
this is the real world.

Wake up, Frank.

This is your life
on the line here.

All right?

How do you spell maniac, John?

Maniac?

Yeah, sex maniac.

What are you putting
that down for?

'Cause I'm telling them
that I'm not a murderer

or a sex maniac.

All right, all right, calm down.

In the car on the way here,
we went over Bow Bridge.

I said to the guy, "Me dad and
all me family live in Bow."

And he brought me straight here.

Do you have family, John?

We gotta concentrate
on getting this done.

Let me see what you
wrote down so far.

Oh, could you
imagine their faces

when I walk in the door?

Some of this is spelt wrong.

Yes, teamwork Frank-

Ron told me I get
to see my family.

Well, if you get
these letters right,

you will soon enough.

It's gotta be neater though.

See, what does this say?

And then this one?

Nothing, no.

Wait.

Look, me arm's aching now.

That's because you got
wheely bleedin' arms.

Aye!

Just get it down.

All right, just write it
out again, only neater.

You're a smart guy, Frank.

You know what you're doing.

Write it, send it, bingo.

Headline bleedin' news.

"Sir.

The reason for my
absence from Dartmoor

was to bring to the notice
of my unhappy plight."

And I think you're gonna
like this next bit.

"To be truthful, I'm asking for

a possible date of release.

From the age of..."

This is great.

"From the age of 9,
I've not been completely free.

Always under some act or other.

Sirs, I ask you, where
is the fairness of this?

I'm not a murderer,
or a sex maniac,

nor do I think I'm
danger to the public.

I think that I've been
more than punished

for the wrongs I've done."

"I'm ready
to give myself up

if I can have something
to look forward to."

"I do not intend to use violence

at any time should I be found.

That is why I left
a knife behind

with my prison friends.

Yours Sincerely,
Frank Mitchell."

It's nearly Christmas, John.

Everyone's out there having fun.

Except me.

I wrote the bleeding letters,

I stuck to my side
of the bargain.

It's a waiting game, mate.

Come on.

Eat your supper.

What are they playing at?

When am I gonna be free?

I don't know, Frank.

If Ron can't come to
me, I'll go to him.

Yeah?

Yeah.

I'm gonna take my
chances out there.

First copper I
see, I'll sort them

so they know I mean business.

And how long do you
think you'll survive?

If you give me your gun.

You have to trust us, Frank.

Frank, your supper's
getting cold.

Here.

I've come up with a plan
for getting out there,

and without anybody even
knowing that it's me, yeah?

Go on.

When Ron came to
visit me in Dartmoor

he was in disguise.

Tash, glasses, the lot.

At first,

no fucker recognized
him, not even me.

I'm being serious.

Oh, right.

Yeah, so?

So, I can go out there in
disguise, as somebody else.

How are you gonna do that?

You can give me all I need.

Hat, coat, maybe a
false beard, specs.

No one's getting out of here.

They've locked that door
from the outside, end of.

You can always ring Ron.

Jesus Christ, Frank.

Why can't you just be
happy with what you've got?

Trust me, things could
be a lot worse for you.

After dinner, why
don't you have a bath,

there's plenty of hot water.

You can take the brandy
in there with you,

you can lie back and sing
to your heart's content.

Sounds nice.

Good.

I'll get a towel.

I think you should
treat yourself

to a good soak, John.

Me?, nah, I'm all right.

Thanks, I gotta
go the washing up.

It'll be nice, and relaxing.

Go on.

Go and run yourself
a nice, hot bath.

No.

Come on.

You deserve it, you
know you want to.

No, I don't.

I thought you would.

No, John.

Go and run yourself a bath.

And when you're all relaxed,
you give me shout, yeah?

What?

And I'll come in.

Eh?

I'll come in, and I'll
hold your head under!

Get off me!

Oh, you gotta understand
how I feel, John.

It's Christmas out there.

I just wanna do all the stuff

that any normal
fella would be doing.

You ain't a normal fella, mate.

What are you saying?

You're Britain's
most dangerous man.

On your feet, get up.

I only tickled you.

Come on, you big sissy.

Frank, that fuckin' hurt.

What are you playin' at?

I'm only here 'cause of you.

Well, this ain't good enough.

What more do you want?

They ring you 10 times a day,

I've been answering
that bleeding phone.

I don't bleeding
care, I'm bored.

You need to realize what
people are risking here.

You need to shut it and do
what I want for a change!

Bleedin' heck!

Yeah, baby, ride me, ride me!

Get off!

Come on, John, we
need a fuckin' laugh!

Well, I ain't laughing!

Let me hear it!

Ride me, baby!

- Let me hear you, come on!
- Get off!

Do you surrender?-

Don't be daft, get off.

Go and eat your supper!

Oh, what would you do

if the cops came in
the door right now?

It's a bit hard for
me to do anything

with you on top of me.

Fuck's sake!

Jesus!

Fuckin' come on!

Shh.

Listen.

That sound's from upstairs,

going out to have fun.

You need to calm down.

I need a car bringing round.

I'm going out to see Ron!

I thought he'd come and see me.

Come on.

You need to be careful
about what you promise.

Eh?

You said when they
print the letters,

something would have to happen!

So why the fuck am
I still here, John?

Aye?

This ain't freedom!

I'm sick of it!

Shit.

Is it Ron?

Shut up.

Fuck.

Or maybe it's the old Bill.

Stand back.

Let him have it!

You do it, just get
under the fuckin' table!

So, where is he?

What the fuck have we got here?

I beg your pardon?

Who the hell are you?

Well, it's a good job
I ate before I came.

Clearly the chef's
not up to much.

So, you better get
out from under there

and taste what's for dessert.

So, where's that
famous face then, eh?

Fuckin' hell!

It's a blonde!

Yes, that's more like it!

Come on!

Well, I'm pleased
to meet you too.

I'm Lisa.

So, did they tell you I
escaped from Dartmoor.

Yeah.

Well, your face is
all over the papers.

I saw that letter you wrote.

Lisa, a drink, yeah?

And Frank, look at
the state of you,

why don't you go and
get yourself cleaned up.

Yeah, right.

Stay there, yeah?

Look, darling.

You turning up banging
on about those letters

is the last thing
I bleeding need.

Right.

Well, I can stay one night,
and cheer him up a bit.

But like I told Reg,
first thing tomorrow

I'm out of here.

Oh, for fuck's sake,
you only just got here.

Shush.

Don't you shush me.

And I don't appreciate
you swearing at me either.

I just think we need to
be straight with him.

Well, you're not paid
to think, are you?

So get to it and
cheer the fucker up.

You need to learn some manners.

You need to do your job.

I'm here as a favor to Reg.

He came to see me at the club.

I'm actually a dancer.

Yeah?

Well, I don't see you
dancing yourself rich.

And how much are they
paying you, John?

So, Lisa.

How do you know the twins?

She works at Winston's, Frank.

Oh.

And they told me
you like blondes.

So that's lucky isn't it?

Yeah.

You see this?

I can lift this no problem.

Frank!

Watch the China, mate.

Oh.

It's a shame we don't
have a decent piano player

in the room.

Frank.

Why don't we take our
drinks into the bedroom?

I bet it's much cozier.

We can leave Tinkerbell
here to clean up this mess.

Very good.

And we won't be needing this.

The bleeding animals.

Heaven almighty.

Come on, John!

Hey!

Wait.

Yeah!

Who are they?

Yeah!

Woo!

Senorita!

Woo!

Relax, John.

Finally the guy's
having some fun.

Hey, Frank!

Shake them hips, baby!

Love it, sweetheart.

What are you trying to do?

Tire him out for round two?

Mind you, for a guy like
Frank, 9 years is a long time.

Yeah.

For a guy like Frank, 9
seconds is a long time.

Woo!

But
the home secretary

reiterated his earlier
statement to the House.

That the government
would not be blackmailed

by an escaped convict.

Oh, you fuckers.

A reward of 500
pounds has been offered

to anyone with information
leading to Mitchell's capture.

Nice.

In other
news, Christmas shoppers

in Oxford Street were today

making last minute purchases.

Ooh!

Oh.

Frank.

Oh!

That's a smashing
photo of you, Frank.

Blimey.

They're all out
there in the cold

looking for the "Axeman",
and where the heck is he?

Here, tucked up safe
and warm with me.

Tomorrow when Ron rings,

I'll tell him to send us a car.

I want to take you
home to meet my mother.

Shit.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

He's well happy with the girl.

Nah, nah, he's sound asleep.

Nah, I haven't told him anything

about what's his face, that mug,

the home secretary.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'll tell him you're pleased.

Yeah.

Stupid fuckin'...

Fuckin' stupid fuck.

Oh fuckin' stupid fuck.

Bloody fuckin'...

Fuckin' piece of fuckin'...

Lisa?

Here we go.

Where's Lisa, John?

I don't know, mate.

She must've nipped home.

How come she gets to
go home and I don't?

She thought she was
only staying one night.

You know what women
are like, Frank.

She just wanted to
look nice for you you.

So, is she my girl or not?

I wish she would've told me.

You and me both, pal.

I would've gone with her.

Well, you know
what women are like.

Why don't you go
and have a shave

and I'll iron you a clean shirt.

But how did she get out?

Listen.

You don't need to
worry about that.

They sorted it.

All you need to know is
that she's coming back,

so you should go and
get ready for her.

Do you have a girl?

No.

I got three sisters
and no mother.

Minding you is a
bleedin' holiday, Frank.

If she don't come back,

I'm going to Vallance Road,

and I'm going to
scare Ron's mother.

I bet your sisters
put you in dresses,

or ribbons in your hair,
because you're a puff.

Ron ain't gonna be happy.

You know what happened
to the last fella

who let him down?

He disappeared, never
to be heard of again.

If Lisa don't come
back, you're dead, pal.

Someone's been careless, John.

Someone's been forgetful.

Leaving things behind.

But you're lucky
that I found it.

If you found it, you'd of been
tempted to use it, princess.

Give it to me.

Well...

Do you like the color?

Frank, I fuckin'...

Put it on, puff boy.

Be reasonable, Frank.

You let her walk out of here.

She left this because
she's coming back.

Stop lying.

I don't trust dirty liars.

Gun, John.

Give me the gun.

What's this all about?

I'm on your team.

Would you trust a
dirty liar with a gun?

We need to think smart here.

You're right, we do.

Give me your gun.

Frank.

You, you're staying here.

Who are they after?

Am I an axeman or
some lousy cook?

Frank, just stay put.

Give me the shooter.

Frank.

Shh.

I got this covered,
you get in the bedroom.

So your girl comes back.

You're carrying a gun
wearing a bleeding mask,

some sort of welcome, nice.

I said get in the
fuckin' bedroom!

Are you fucking stupid,
taking out the bullets?

Aw, what's the matter?

A loaded gun is too heavy
for little puff boy?

You think I'm stupid enough

to carry a loaded gun
when you're about?

Do you hear what I said?

It's gone quiet.

Too quiet.

Panic over.

It's safe to come
out now, Frank.

I'm gonna count to 100.

And if Lisa ain't back,

I'm gonna smash
the window, John,

with your pretty little head.

1.

2.

3.

4.

5.

6.

7.

8.

9.

10.

11.

12.

13.

14.

15.

16.

17.

22.

23.

24.

50.

51.

52.

53.

Frank, calm the fuck down.

She's not worth
getting caught for.

She's just a bleedin'...

All right, Frank.

She's here.

Frank, she's back.

99.

100.

Look what the fucking
cat dragged in.

Where the hell were you?

I'm gonna tell Ron you left.

Who do you think gave me
a lift back, you idiot?

It's no big deal, only
went to change me clothes.

It's a shame they
won't let you pop off.

Shut up.

The twins need to know you
are a fuckin' liability.

Liability?

I don't think so.

They know it's you
who winds him up.

I go away for a few hours,
and all hell breaks loose!

Because you cleared
off, so just shut it.

Yeah, well, like I
told him in the car,

I don't know why you're here,

'cause you can't handle him.

We were doing fine
before you turned up.

Oh, shut it.

Get out of my way,
let me deal with him.

Fuck you!

I'm gonna ring Ron.

I should get the
phone off him then.

Oh, shit, fuck us, fuck.

Frank?

I told you she'd come back.

Your girlfriend's here.

Come on, mate.

Just open that door
and give me the phone.

You ain't my mate!

When you get in there,
just remember this.

Mouth shut, legs open.

Frank, I'm back.

Can I come in?

Look, he's barricaded
himself in.

Frank.

A girl goes to a lot of trouble

to impress a fella.

The least you could
do is let her in.

You left me!

Bleedin' heck!

Oh, shit!

Well, don't just stand there!

Frank!

I want this door opening,

or I'll go for good this time.

And I want that phone.

Do you hear me, Frank?

Yeah, Ron.

Everything's
tickety-bleedin'-boo.

Yeah, the girl's back.

Come here!

Oh, what a week it's been!

Bar's emptied before closing.

Men staying in to keep
their families safe?

Lock up your daughters!

Lock up your tool sheds.

Choppity chop.

Well, he's still
out there, ain't he?

In bed the other night,
I says to the missus,

if a wild-eyed
fella barged in here

wielding a ruddy great chopper

wanting his wicked way
with ya, what would you do?

"Husband" she said, "I'd
do what I do most nights.

I'd close me eyes and
think of England."

Hell, it's scary, ain't it?

Especially for the ladies.

And then there's
the mother-in-law.

I say in-law, more like outlaw.

Oh, oh, don't go laugh!

I find that, well, it
should be against the law.

The old mare is so scared
of that flaming axeman,

she's popping by more often.

God, I do hope
they find him soon.

You okay, Frank?

And the poor blighter wrote

them letters of
appeal, didn't he?

But the home secretary
refuses to be blackmailed.

Cor blimey, you don't
want to go upsetting

the fella with a
real ax to grind.

That ain't funny.

You know it's on your mind.

The last time I met
you, I was a brunette.

Well, I guess your face

just ain't that
memorable, darling.

You used to play the
piano down in that club.

I got promoted.

What's your excuse?

The twins don't trust
birds, neither do I.

Oh, I gets it.

You're one of Ron's
special friends.

No.

Anyways, there's good news.

Reg and the boys
are coming over,

so thank fuck you came back, eh?

And does Frank know?

Not yet.

They're coming over tonight.

Well, he'll be pleased.

So, is Reg bringing me money?

This ain't about you, Lisa.

He's coming to see Frank.

You know, Frank,
I can honestly say

you're the strongest
man I've ever known.

You've always been big?

As a kid, tall and that.

I'm sure I left
my lipstick here.

How many was there?

What?

Before me.

Huh?

Men.

It must be in the bathroom.

You just said I'm the strongest
man you've ever known.

Yeah, you are.

So, how many men have you known?

Frank!

Come on.

Reg is gonna be here soon.

Right, I'm going
to the bathroom.

What are they paying you?

Eh?

To be here with me.

What?

Ow, Frank, let go.

How much each time?

You're being silly now.

How much per fuck?

Well?

They are paying you, the twins.

No!

Well, yes, but only me expenses.

So, how much are they
paying you, Lisa?

How much each time we fuck?

All the time I'm here

I'm not getting me
wage from the club.

And that's all.

Honey, I can't find my lipstick.

Have you seen it?

How well do you know the twins?

I just told you, I
work at the club.

You fuck, I kill.

I'm a dancer.

And that's all.

Now stop this!

Come here.

You fastened your
shirt up wrong.

I'm not stupid,
can do it myself.

When you first got here,

did you look for an
ax under the bed?

Of course I did.

The lads will be
here soon, Frank.

Reg don't want to see
any women at the moment,

so when he gets here,

make sure you stay
in the bedroom.

♪ John ♪

When Reggie gets here, I
need to tell him about Lisa.

Yeah?

- What about her?
- A man's getting married.

Eh?

I love it!

Bring it on, John.

Oh, do you know what?

When Reggie gets here,

I'm gonna challenge him
to an arm wrestle, hmm?

Come on, hm?

Nice.

Come on!

Get it, have it!

Have it, come on!

Come on!

Come on, son!

Come on!

Come on, mate, yes!

He's a strong one, Reg,

he's a strong one.

He's not too bad.

Where'd you find
him, Reggie, come on.

Come on, come on!

Yes, come on!

Come on, son, come on, son!

Yes!

Beautiful.

Let's get some more
fuckin' drinks in.

Courtesy of Reggie.

I hope he's not telling
Reg he wants to marry me.

Get that down your neck.

Christ, John!

I hope they've told you how long

we're gonna be stuck here.

Taste it.

Go on.

I ain't put poison in it, yet.

Oh, right.

I've gotta get back in there.

Yeah, so have I.

Lisa!

He ain't in the position to
listen to anyone right now,

he's dealing with Frank.

Yeah, well don't worry,

'cause I know how to
make him bloody listen.

Right now it'll take a lot more

than a great pair
of tits, darling.

You're still sulking
about me leaving.

I should've known.

The first rule of hooker school,

plan your escape route.

Keys in the toby jug on
top of the old Johanna.

It's a bit obvious, piano man.

They've never let
me down before.

You gonna stop me now?

It ain't loaded.

What the fuck are
you playing at?

Get your hands off me!

I'm going to speak to Reg!

No, you're gonna stay here

and do as you're told!

You're pathetic.

How'd they persuade
you to come back?

Face it...

You're here for the
duration, just like me.

Fuckin' prick.

Did you see that
fat one sweating?

Like a pig he was, his face!

Then he exploded!

Yes!

I showed him, John.

I showed Reg and the boys.

Did you see their faces?

They was amazed, they couldn't
believe how strong I am!

I'm the best arm
wrestler in Britain,

that's what Reg said.

Champion amongst men.

Go on, feel that muscle.

Fuckin' feel it!

Oh, that's impressive.

Now Reg filled you in on
everything now, Frank.

You see how we're
all on your side now?

I'm gonna be Ron's
right hand man, John.

Yes.

Yes!

Yes!

Yes!

Frank!

Oh!

Hey, John.

How about you ring
Reg and ask him

to meet down at the
club for a drink, aye?

Oh, for God's...

Look at his face.

It gets him every
time, every time.

All over
Britain he's known as

the "Mad Axeman".

But to one man, he's
simply "Our Frank".

Hello, Frank.

Pop here.

Mom wants to say
hello and let you know

she's in good health.

How you went from being a
kid stealing a two bob bike

to being this
"Axeman", I don't know.

You made a good attempt
putting your side

across the newspapers,

but now this must be
dealt with swiftly.

You've done all you could, son.

Do the right thing, boy.

Hand yourself in.

Your dad sounds like
a really lovely man.

I'm gonna let you
in on a secret.

Ron's sortin' it.

We're gonna spend Christmas
together out in the country.

Me, Ron, and some of the boys.

Oh, sounds lovely, that.

Well, I'll let you
in on a secret.

I know you wouldn't
think it to look at me,

but, I'm a country
girl at heart.

When I was a lass I
used spend me summers

running wild on the moors.

Well, that settles it.

Don't you worry, Lisa.

I'll fix it for you to come too.

Right, quick, Frank.

Close your eyes.

Oh.

Ta-da!

Wow!

Bloody hell, John.

Lovely.

Great, John.

That's great!

Roasted.

Beautiful.

Thank you, John.

And a bit of mash.

It's crispy.

Two types of spuds, yeah?

Great, John.

That is beautiful.

Lovely.

Oh, that's gorgeous.

Come on, bring it back,
get back for more, come on.

Grab it.

Oh, yes.

All right, Lisa.

Come on.

Yay, Frank!

Yes!

Champion amongst men, aye?

At what?

I told ya!

- Aye, let's make a toast.
- Lovely.

Look at that.

All right.

To Reg and Ron.

The best friends a
fella could ever have.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

Lovely.

Come here.

Pinky.

Can you guess what I wished for?

You and me, out in
the country already.

Your blonde hair, all
lit up in the sun.

Come on.

Heads, I win, tails, you lose.

Eh?

Oh.

Tails.

You win, mate.

That was a champion meal, John.

You finally like
my cooking, do ya?

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I like the cooking.

But I don't like you
keeping secrets from me.

You weren't honest
about the letters, John.

You should've told me
people were laughing at me,

made me look like a fool.

Oy, not true.

The only fool in everyone's
eyes is the home secretary.

People are still on
your side, trust me.

You did a great
job with it, Frank.

Even your old man said so.

Right.

You better not be keeping
anymore secrets, yeah?

Aye, where's the
bleeding radio gone?

Oh, the battery's run out, mate.

Ron sent you this.

Oh.

Nice.

Frank.

What if your old man was right?

You could still
hand yourself in.

You could do it.

Don't be stupid.

Think about it, mate.

It's not too late.

They got into his head.

They made my dad say that.

Oh, shit.

Where's the maintenance gone?

Oh, that's great.

I haven't got any
change, have you?

No.

Well, where's Frank?

I dunno,
he was just here.

Oh, bloody hell.

Oh, for fuck's sake.

I ain't never going back.

So, what's the plan?

They're taking him to a
big house in the country.

They told me.

Oh, I bet it's lovely
out there on the hills.

Especially this time of year.

Oh, God.

What now?

He thinks I'm going with him.

John, look at me.

They can't make me go
with him, can they?

When the time comes,

you'll be told that
for safety reasons

you'll be following later.

But I don't have to go?

You sure there really
is a big house?

Lisa, the twins say
there's a house,

then there's a
house, and it's big.

I need you to wear this
so nobody recognizes you.

Tell Lisa that
for safety reasons

she'll be joining you later.

Mm.

You say your
goodbyes to her then.

Get ready.

Mhm.

When the van's brought
around, I'll come and get ya.

- Frank?
- Mm.

You need to leave all
your other kit behind.

Yeah.

I'm gonna need new
clothes for the country.

Waistcoat and that.

Frank's in the bathroom
waiting to say goodbye.

Whatever he tells
you, go along with it.

Lisa.

You've been brilliant, doll.

Oh, there she is.

Here's trouble.

Come here.

Now, for safety reasons,

it's best that you
stay here for a while.

And then one of the boys
will drive you down later.

But John will look after you.

Hold on.

I want you to have this, hm?

But I don't want you
to read what's inside

until after I've gone.

All right?

Before I go, I want to
tell you something, Lisa.

You don't have to
worry, all right?

I ain't a bad man.

I never killed anybody.

Frank.

You were inside a long time.

I mean it, Lisa.

The only reason they
call me the "Axeman"...

It's stupid, really, but,

when I escaped a few years back,

the first place we came
to, we saw this shed,

and we busted a lock to get
inside to the tools we needed.

But this dog just
starts barking,

and I don't trust dogs.

And the fella I was
with, he grabs this ax,

and he does what he does.

But he tells everyone it was me.

He's just told me
everything, John.

He reckons he ain't no "Axeman".

No.

What is he then, the milkman?

He don't like being
called the "Axeman".

No?

It's a bit late for all that.

It doesn't matter now.

Of course it bloody matters!

He made this out of
a woman's nightie.

This girl gave it to
him because he said

he wanted to make a wash bag.

Ain't that right, Frank?

Am I allowed to
take that with me?

No.

Come on, Frank, it's
time to get ready.

Frank, I just wanted
to tell you that-

Lisa, he ain't got time.

Christmas in the country, aye?

Must be lovely, all the
hills covered in snow.

Frank, go and get changed.

It don't fit right, John.

I'm keeping me own trousers on.

What don't fit him?

Nothing.

Come on, get on with it.

Frank, wait.

Lisa.

I just want to kiss you goodbye.

Aw.

Ain't she something.

She certainly is.

Look after her, John.

Remember, Frank.

When you're in the country,

you ain't no bleeding "Axeman".

You're a real gent.

They are gonna look
after him, right?

Yeah, he'll be all right.

Go and wait in the bedroom.

When it's all over,
I'll come and get you.

Happy Christmas.

Wagon's roll!

Oi!, what are you playing at?

John, do you hear that?

When we're done here,

you gotta go to a
Christmas party.

Someone will come get you.

Reg will be there.

He'll give you your money.

Fuck.

No, John.

Can you read it to me?

"To Lisa.

The only girl who
I've ever loved.

Happy Christmas, Frank."

Look, he's put his thumbprint.

Happy Christmas, Frank.

Champion amongst men.

Ho, ho, fuckin' ho.

I don't want to go to
Reggie's party on me own.

Just do what I say.

I know what they're capable of.

John, will you stay with me?

Let there be light.

It's Christmas day.

Please don't leave me on
my own with any of them.

Don't worry.

I'm not going anywhere.

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