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It seems as though we're rich Mrs. West.

You and me, driving up the California

Coast to San Francisco.

Can we trust you?

You've never asked me that before.

Yeah, well, you're a prick this time.

Ah.

Ah.

I'll give you Ted West.

Let's drink champagne to celebrate.

You are coming on a ride with me.

I won't be here when you get home.

[laughs]

I've met someone.

I'll help you unpack.

I don't want anything linking me to this job.

Something you want to tell me this.

You used me.

Like you use everyone elsearound you to get what you.

You are part of this familywhether you like it or not.

I've got to be my ownfucking man not this thing

you want me to be.

Keep the change, mate.

Thanks.

You smell that?

[inaudible] another market.

If you say so.

Oh, good god.

Have we been burgled?

Sparky?

Bloody, scumbag, piece of shit, thieves.

Sparky?

I told you we shouldn't have left him in charge.

Hey, Goldie Locks, party is over.

[hisses]

Who the fuck--

Jesus.

Ted.

Fuck.

- Hey.- Why didn't you stop her?

She was too bloody fast.

Surprising what with allmy jewelry weighing her down.

Oh, no.

Hey.

Fuck.

I don't know who that little bitch is,

but she is going to fucking suffer for this.

[phone ringing]

Yep.

Hello, Wolf.

Hello, Mum.

You're home are you?

I wouldn't be calling fromAmerica, cost an arm and a leg.

Oh, but you're rich now.

You want the resultsto that to have with you.

What about you?

Still working for Evan Lace?

Yep.

OK, well, welcome home.

I'm actually looking for Sparky.

Have you seen him?

Yeah, he's here.

Hey, you're back.

Did you go to Disneyland?

Yes.

We went to bloody Disneyland.

Sparky, did you understandwhat we meant when we asked

you to look after the house?

Yes.

So how come when we get back, you're not here?

I came to a party at Wolf's place.

When?

A couple weeks ago.

I locked up.

I'm pretty sure.

Why?

Well, I think you needto see that for yourself.

Get over here now.

It wasn't like this when I left.

And what about the girl?

I don't know any girls.

Yeah, that's definitely true.

Wolf then.

Wolf hasn't been here since you left.

I'm sure it's not personal.

It's a bloody good flat.

And I've met a beautifulwoman in the inner city slums.

One day she'll be the future Mrs. Faladin.

But getting back to the troubles here.

So who the hell was the slag making

herself at home in my bed?

Probably just some street kid.

Street kid with bloody nice jewelry now.

I'll get you new jewels.

We are the hoi poloi now remember.

And did the hoi poloi buy any gifts

while they were in America?

You think you deserve gifts?

Well, this was all Sparky's fault.

Oh, so Sparky was partying allby himself was he at your flat?

Sometimes yes, it was very disturbing.

Tidy first.

Then presents.

I'd understand if I missed out.

Sparky, just bloody tidy.

Did you hear that the lovely Christian family

across the road decided that the neighborhood

wasn't for them after all?

Yeah, what a shame.

Yeah, too many bad elements.

All night parties.

My real estate agent friendalluded me to their plight,

and I was forced, forced to take it off

their hands at a ridiculously low price.

The old lady in the bungalow next door,

however, she's not budging.

I'm working on it.

Maybe you should have another party tonight.

My life is one big party, Evan.

Oh, yeah.

Tough job.

You know if there's any other work you

want me to do I could do it.- No, no, no.

Just the bad elements.

That's what I need you for now.

Wicked.

Wendy.

Are you still doing thatneighborhood watch carry on?

Yes.

Yes, but we have plentyof members at the moment.

So don't feel as though you need to be a part--

Did you see anything going on at our place

while we were overseas.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

We've just got back after a few months away.

And our house has been burgled and vandalized.

My goodness, that's a shame.

Did you and your watchiepeople see anything?

No.

Apart from him.

And then there was that gangof girls who had staying.

A gang?

Ugh, maybe moved in four weeks ago.

How many in this gang?

A few. They had parties.

What did they look like?

Well, they were rough, obviously.

Foul mouthed, tarty, teenagers,glue sniffers [inaudible]..

And you didn't think to tell the police?

Well, we assumed they were friends of yours.

Well, Mum, we'll get to the bottom of it.

Thanks, Wendy.

Anytime.

Well, look who's back.

You're looking flash.

A bit of shopping in Los Angeles.

Um, very nice.

Husband quite busy.

What with Christmas and summer and so on.

It was winter where you were though, I suppose.

Their winter is like our summer.

Of course it is.

What the fuck is that?

Oh, it's lovely, isn't it?

You've got one similar, don't you?

I did.

Until it was nicked.

Along with that and that.

Are you sure?

I mean they look like yours butyours aren't exactly uncommon.

We were broken into while we were away.

There's my bloody stereo.

Who brought this stuff in?- Some young girls.

They said their grandmother had died.

You didn't think to check their story?

We don't ask questions in this business.

I want back my own stuff.

Well, it's not as if you can't afford it.

You're all rolling in it now, aren't you?

No idea what you're talking about.

Oh, yes.

The game we play now.

All the shit I took from Lefty for 20 years.

And the day I finally get upthe guts to leave the bastard,

he goes and pulls the biggest job of his life.

Still no idea.

Yeah, yeah.

Have you heard from him at all.

No.

I keep waiting for him to show up, for all hell

to break loose, but nothing.

Uncle Mike, wait for me.

Come on, slow poke.

Right oh, that's me. I might head off.

Where to, love?

You could catch up with Phineas.

He'll be at the golf course.

The what?

The Whytechery Golf Club.

He's taking up golf.

[laughs]

He's a rich man of leisure.

So he thought he'd do whatrich men of leisure do.

Well, I'll remind himthat only wankers play golf.

He absolutely loves it.

He's always buying new golf sticks.

Gin?

Gorgeous.

Oh, fuck.

Hobby is going well then?

I hate golf. It's a stupid game.

Yeah.

Nice slacks though.

Hurry up.

Up yours.

Shit for brains.

Sorry for that language.

Welcome home.

Cheers.

Four.

Jesus Christ, that's fucking dangerous.

Fuck off, you wankers.

Go on, fuck off.

Beer?

Good idea.

We haven't seen much of Bert either.

He's been spending all his time with Riana.

Which I found out is Maori for Diana.

Which is lovely.

It's new.

As for Lefty not a word.

I suppose it's the humiliation, his wife

leaving him for a policeman.

I was hoping he hasn't gone AWOL

with the rest of the money.- Oh, no.

He'll be off licking his wounds somewhere.

Getting some bird to lick them for him.

Oh, gross me out the door, Rita.

Just put that on credit, love.Rita West.

I'll have to ask, mum.

Mum. - Oh, it's OK.

Ivan knows me.

Who?

Hello.

How can I help?

Is Ivan away?

Oh, I'm sorry, love.

He's popped his cloggs.

What?

His wife didn't want torun this place on her own.

So she sold to us.

I'm Trish Miller.

And if I'm not here, oneof my lovely girls will be.

Fair enough.

Look, there's no smoking in here.

There's a sign by the door.

Didn't see it.

If you could just pop that on credit.

Yeah, well, sorry, love.

There's no credit.

You're very welcome to pay cash.

No, OK.

Pop that back on the shelf, Mandy.

I'll pay for it, Rita.

No, you bloody won't.

Do you think that I'm not honest?

No offense.

But I don't know you from a bar of soap.

Well, I am offended.

Because I'll have you knowI have been coming to this--

you.

Do I know you?

This is her.

This is the little tart who broke into my house,

stole my jewelry, and hawkedit off at the Galleria.

Oh, my god.

I beg your bloody pardon.

Is this your daughter?

Because she has trashed my house.

I didn't, mom.

She's lying.

Why the fuck would I make it up?

You're Rita West, aren't you?

So.

So I've heard all about youlot from Neighborhood Watch.

Rita, I think we should just go.

She was in my bloody bedroom when I got back.

I saw her with my own eyes.

She hissed at me.

No, I didn't.

That's sick.

Well, I'm sorry.

But you have most definitelygot the wrong person.

A gang of girls.

[laughs]

Were you in on it too?

Of course, you bloody were.

You're little slappers have been using

my house as a party house.

Don't you talk about my girls like that.

Stealing my stuff, and they are going

to payback every bloody cent.

That's impossible becausemy girls are good girls.

And they wouldn't do anything like that.

Oh, fuck me.

You need to wake up and smell the roses or what.

So if you believe otherwise, you

can take it up with the police.

Oh, I will be taking it up with the police.

Don't you worry about that.

Are you really going totake it up with the police?

Of course not.

We have our own way of dealingwith these kind of people.

- OK, my turn. - OK go.

[laughter]

[children playing]

[rock music]

It's my turn now.

Hey, make sure no one nicks my car.

There's 50 cents in it for you.

50 cents?

Cool.

Here, here, here.

Mrs. Rita.

Jesus.

What a fucking pit.

Oh, but it's our pit, and we like it.

Where's Wolf?

Out with the boss.

A cup of tea, Mrs. West?

Have you got some?

Ugh, we don't.

But we've got many other beverages and stuff.

I can see that.

The girl who stole my jewelry,who family own the dairy,

I need her and her bitch of a mother

taught that you don'tmess with The West Family.

What are you going to do?

No.

Sparky, you were in charge.

So you're going to do it.

You want me to burn the dairy down?

No.

I do not want you to burn the dairy down.

I need the dairy where itis because the Foursquare is

too far away.

Oh.

I need this woman to realize that she doesn't

want to own a dairy after all.

Or if she does, she wants to own a dairy

on the other side of town.

Well, consider yourdairy job done Mrs. Rita.

We will be honored to help. - Good.

Then tidy up in here, I can smell mice.

I like the mice.

Wolf hates mice. Get traps.

But they are my friends.

Sparky, cleanup, and call mewhen you've sorted the dairy.

Here you go.

Thanks.

Thanks, lady.

Thanks, lady.

I need a room.

Plenty of space.

But the best part is we don't got no land lord.

Nice.

Got a mortgage with the bank, only 10% interest.

Welcome home, Ted.

Mate.

Chow, dad, how was America?

Uh, yeah, good time.

How's Rita?

Uh, good.

Good.

Is she here?

No, no, she isn't.

This is kind of a gang meeting for the gang.

Yeah.

I know.

She's cool, Ted.

I want my lady to be a part of everything I do.

Really?

You tell Rita everything, right?

We talk. Yes.

Yes.

It's the same thing.

Do you have a problem withme wanting to stand by my man?

Don't take it personally, but I need

to know that I can trust you.

All the way.

Like she said, man.

Hey, I got a new [inaudible]and it's tricked out.

And it's mint.

- You bought a new car? - Yeah.

So?

So, didn't I say not to throw your money around?

Hmm?

Not to draw attention to yourselves?

Oh, you mean like bygoing on a flash holiday?

No, I mean like houses, and cars, golf, Phineas?

Oh, come on, Ted.

What's the point of beingloaded if we can't enjoy it?

So has the meeting actually started?

Because I thought we should havethe meeting in the spa pool.

You have a spa pool?

Ah, this is the life, eh?

Are we expecting Lefty today?

Don't know.

Nobody has seen him.

Not since the last payout.

Guess we'll catch up with him tomorrow then.

Unless he's run off with it all.

He has dropped off the face of the planet.

Well, Carol reckons is probably hiding

until he gets over the shame.

Losing his wife to a pig.

Is anyone worried about that?

I mean she's still lookingfor your wife, right, Ted?

It is a worry.

You want to talk to me about trust?

Rita knows what she's doing keeping

Ngaire close and up to hereyeballs in the business.

McArthy ever goes after us, he'd be taking

his missus down in the process.

Not just a pretty face is our Rita.

Moving on.

Time to start to thinkingabout the next job.

But isn't Lefty bringingus more money tomorrow?

Yes, Phinias.

But after that.

Then he'll bring us more later on, right?

Well, until we run out.

And that won't be for ages.

Oh, we got the big score, Ted.

We can take a holiday for a bit.

How about just chilling out, Ted.

In the spa.

The only one who showed anyinterest in going back to work

was bloody Riana.

What the hell was she doing there?

Yeah, that's what I said.

Well, Lefty will be on my side.

He's a greedy bastard.

If you are sure he will even turn up.

He never let us down before.

Oh, wonderful.

No bloody milk.

Do you want me to go to the dairy?

No.

I bloody do not.

Has anyone seen my Bella Clava?

Ah, piss, who spilledbeer all over the papers.

Are you in, Wolf?

The dairy job?

No.

But it's for you mum.

Why are you guys doing her dirty work?

Tell her piss off.

I'd never do that.

Me neither.

Yeah, take a brave manto tell Rita to piss off.

Fine then.

If you want to do somestink little dairy robbery.

What?

So we're doing an actual job.

Hey, Evan will comethrough with something soon.

And the dairy does have food.

And papers.

Then you go.

Have fun boys.

Dawn of the fucking century.

[indistinct conversations]

[rock music]

Did Riana bring a plate?

I don't think so.

- How rude. - Cheers.

Cheers.

Heard from Lefty?

He'll be here.

He'd better.

Where are the kids? Wolf and the boys?

They are not coming.

I've got them doing a little job for me.

Oh, lovely.

Well, someone's got to work.

Hey, hey, hey.

People outside.

What did I tell you?

Here he is.

Well, wonders never cease.

That'll be why we haven't seen him.

A new lady.

She didn't bring a plate either.

This is the light of my life, Theresa.

Hey there.

Ted, Burt, Bilkey, Phineas.

I'll try to remember.

I'm Riana.

- Nice to meat you. - You too.

I'll tell you what you like about Ngaire,

she always brought a plate.

So do you want to get down to business now

or have a drink first?

Well, I am quite thirsty.

But I've also got a bloody heavy bag.

So yeah, let's get the businessout of the way, shall we?

Downstairs, eh?

Stay here, love.

Riana.

Come and have a drink with the girls.

No, thanks.

It's not a suggestion.

Under my roof, we do things theway they've always been done.

The men have theirbusiness, and we have ours.

Well, I've got news for you. It's 1982 and--

Also, under this roof, it's not

a good idea to argue with Rita.

One for you, and for you, and you.

[inaudible] for you Ted, me old mate.

You beauty.

Maybe I'm going to give me a sailing boat.

What did I say yesterday?

About not being too flashy with it.

We're not.

Money ain't changing this [inaudible]..

Just ease off on the newthreads and cars and hobbies

and what not, all right?- As you wish Mr. Killjoy.

What about you?

What have you been spending your loot on?

Sex, drugs, and rock and roll.

What else?

And you are--

you are all right?

If you are talking about Ngaire,

I'm better off rid of that bad legs.

I'm a wealthy man about town.

I've got a gorgeous new bird.

I've never been happier.

Good to hear.

And you know it's good to see you.

Are you going to go all queer on me?

Or are we gong to fucking party.

[music - the dudes, "on sunday"]

[SINGING] Come on, darling.

Let me know how it feels.

I want to send you out on Sunday.

And I do a couple of Women'sStudies papers as well.

Cooking and sewing.

Very funny.

Hey.

Woman of little faith.

Lefty came through.

He did.

So the question is, what do we spend this lot on?

The question is do we kick everyone

out and call it a night?

You want to be alone with me, do you?

I'm just not really in the party mood.

Oh, come on.

Come have a dance with me.

[loud music playing]

[sniffs]

This Galleria business?

It couldn't wait?

It's about your jewelry.

I remembered a couple morepieces those girls brought in.

I'd popped them in the safe, you see

and forgotten all about them.

Here we are.

You should go now.

Well, there's no need to be rude.

She's not being rude.

You are not welcome here.

I'm still the same person, you know.

You could at least pretend to be civil.

Invite me to stay for a drink, I mean

I'd say no, of course I would.

But--

[laughter]

Hello, Lefty.

Hello, Mrs. Piggy.

[laughter]

Who's this poor bitch?

Someone who likes being treated like a doormat?

This will be the ex-wife then.

Ngaire, I will see you tomorrow.

That's it. Off you go.

Back to the sty.

Oink, oink, oink.

[laughter]

Better a pig than a rat, Lefty.

Oh, you haven't told your friends

how you offered up Ted to thecops to save your own ass?

After the RSA job, how do you think he walked?

Because he promised Mike that he'd nark.

Oh, don't you dare try to deny it.

You fucking bitch.

[interposing voices]

At least I'm not a sniveling coward.

Go fuck off.

You can get your hands off me right now.

What the fuck did you think coming here?

He offered Ted upwithout a second thought.

You are all fools if you trust Lefty Monroe.

[rock music]

Yes, oh, yes.

I should take a dump behind the counter, eh?

Why didn't you go before we left?

No, no, I mean Ritatold us to send a message.

[fart]

Be quiet and don't make a noise.

I can make as much noise as I want.

[laughs]

My old man is traveling, and my mum is out of it

on sleeping pills.

You are the guy from the house.

Thanks for leaving it for us.

Uh, no, no.

You guys going to take the smokes?

Uh, yep, yeah, we wereplanning on taking everything.

Cool.

This one is up there andthe cartons are over here.

Are you the girl from the bed?

I kept seeing the house was empty,

and my sister was being sent down country,

and we needed someone to party.

So you like to party?

What were you thinking?

Come back to our place.

Why should I?

What's in it for me?

Well, we've got booze, we'vegot weed, and other things.

OK.

That works.

OK.

That fucking bitch, bloody slag.

Here. Cheers.

I can see why you left her, honey.

So what did happen with the RSA job?

I don't know. I was in the bog.

Not the actual job, Phinny.

How he walked.

With his prize, he shouldhave gone away for sure.

Yeah, 18 months at least.

The boys were just wonderinghow you managed to stay out

of jail, Lefty, when you werecaught red handed at the RSA

that night?

You believe Ngaire?

That's one fucker.

Those senile old bastards, theyweren't reliable witnesses.

Or the police fucked up the paperwork.

I don't fucking know.

I wasn't going to question itwhen McCarthy said I can go,

was I?

Has anything happened to you?

Has McCarthy come after for you?

Stung you for anything?

I wouldn't be standing heretoday if I was a bloody nark.

Why would I give McCarthy anything?

When all I want to do is killhim for taking my wife, eh?

That bastard took the woman I love.

I want to put a fucking bullet in his skull.

- Yeah, I can see that. - Yeah, dude.

Makes sense to me too, mate.

That Ngaire, a liar and a cheater.

Come on, mate.

Have another drunk.

No.

Fuck the lot of you.

Hey, simmer down--

Oh, you accuse me of being a rat.

I've been busting a gut to get this fucking

currency sorted for you lot.

None of you say thank you.

All you do is talk about what you

are going to spend it on next.

You ungrateful, selfish pack of wankers.

Hey.

I can't stand it anymore.

It's still in my fucking [inaudible]..

What is?

I've got to get out of here.

Fine.

I'm coming too.

[loud music]

[coughs]

This is a really shitty flat.

But we are living here for free.

So we just get paid to rage basically.

All day and all night we rage.

No one cooks.

No one can get to sleep.

Well, in that case, I may never go home.

Well, that is all right by me, sexy lady.

Oh, oh, I fucking love this song.

[rock music]

She wants me.

She is definitely very friendly.

Watch and learn, boys.

[MUSIC - THE ONLY ONES, "ANOTHER GIRL FROM ANOTHER PLANET"]

[SINGING] I always flirt with death.

I could kill, but I don't care about it.

I can face your threats andstand up straight and tall

and shout about it.

Hey, there.

Hey, Wolf.

This is my friend, um, oh, what did you say

your name was again, darling?

Do you want a beer?

Sure.

We met her tonight down at the dairy,

so thought I would invite herover, come [snaps] you know?

[laughs]

Got a light?

I'm watching and learning.

So has he just left her here?

Looks that way.

Poor love.

How about I make you a nice strong drink, love.

Thanks but I might justcall my boss to pick me up.

Your boss?

Yeah, if Lefty's packed asad, might as well go to work.

Use your phone if I may?

Yeah.

Sure.

Thanks.

The truth is my life is shit.

Lost my wife, my daughters.

Damn that pig.

Yep, that happened.

I do want to kill him.

Almost did actually.

Wait for me.

Come on, slow poke.

I didn't do it.

Not in front of you daughters.

Aye.

They like him.

They uh, I mean fuck it.

He probably is a betterfather to them than I am.

Everything fell apart, Ted.

My whole world.

I didn't have the will tokill or even get out a bit.

Nothing.

You OK?

Yeah, long day at work.

What's wrong?

I had to drop something at Rita's.

There was a party going on,and they were all there.

Lefty?

Um.

I hope that bastard left you alone.

Of course, he didn't.

He was a prick.

But it wasn't just that.

I used to be at the parties.

Those people were like family to me.

Do you regret?

No.

No, I don't.

It's just-- they all having trips

overseas and dinner at Antione's, and I'm,

I'm jealous, I suppose.

There's no other way to paint it.

How can the likes of Ted and Rita West

afford trips overseas and dinner at Antroines?

I'm sorry.

I'll ask you no questions,you'll tell me no lies.

Ngaire, I know that life at Cooney Cooney

Ave not be as flash as what you are used to.

But I adore you with all my heart.

And I adore you.

[knocking]

Danny Peters.

Rita West.

Good day.

Good day.

Beautiful as ever.

Ah.

Remember my boy, Hayden?

You have shot up.

Knee high to a grasshopperlast time I saw you.

I'm showing him the ropes.

Going to take over thefamily business one day, eh?

Yeah.

I hope to.

Not the hell, dad?

Geez whane.

Bloody poofta.

Well, if you're here forthe party, you're a bit late,

I'm afraid. - No, no.

I'm here to pick up a lovely young lady

by the name of Teresa

Teresa works for you?

She certainly does.

Right.

Sorry, Danny.

Not your fault, love.

Dad, cops.

Ah, shit.

Usually my cue to leave.

Bloody good to see you again, Rita.

Detective, do you know who I am?

Mrs. Rita West.

Wife of Ted West.

You've heard of us, down the station.

Yes.

And do you really think thatpeople like us or like who you

allege we are would havethe time or the inclination

to rob a pedley little corner dairy?

Trish here should look a little closer to home

like at her daughter who broke into my house

while I was overseas, vandalizedit, and stole all my jewelry.

That bull puckey.

You bitch.

My daughters are good girls.

Trish.

OK, look.

We'll dust the shop for prints, and maybe

that will shed some light.

Everybody happy?

I won't be happy untilthis sow gets off my property

and stays off.

Oh, with pleasure.

And you are banned from my dairy for life.

I wouldn't go back in there if you paid me.

Thank you for your time, Mrs. West.

I'm sure we'll meet again.

I'm sure we will.

I mean I got my shittogether after Ngaire left.

All those American dollars weren't going

to change themselves, right?

No, of course not.

So, I went on the rode.

Every bloody bureau tochange and every bloody town

up and down this country.

Different girl in every town, eh?

If I could.

You know sometimes I'd bewith this beautiful woman

and you know this image, that would be it.

What you couldn't get it up?

Ey?

Of course I could, Jesus.

Oh.

Just wasn't as much fun as it should have been.

Right, right, yeah?

Bloody unfair, bloody Ngaire, bloody bitch.

OK, mate.

Look enough is enough. All right.

I get the idea. - Oh, do you, Ted?

Do you see how shitty my life was?

How utterly shitty.

[MUSIC - THE NARCS, "HEART AND SOUL"]

[SINGING] You took me heart and soul.

You took me heart and soul over and over.

You took me heart and soul.

Please talk to me.

Have you seen the dancer?

Have you seen the dancer?

She used to mean so much to me.

Just don't know the answer.

I can't stand life on my knees.

No, I just can't stand life on my knees.

You took me heart and soul.

Over and over.

You took me heart and soul.

You took me heart and soul.

[groaning]

You took me heart and soul.

Fuck me.

I just did.

No, I mean that was--

oh, my god I don't even know your name.

Wolf.

Wolfgang West.

That's a fucking sexy name.

Yeah?

And what's your name?

Jeanette.

Pleased to meet you, Jeanette.

Look mate, it's, it's getting on.

So if you have finished doing whatever it

is you're doing out here then--

Considering going bush.

No one would ever find me.

Lefty, it's not that bad.

We just did the perfect job.

Apart from Diz McEwen being dead.

But perfect in the sense that we got away with it

No one's looking for us.

No one is looking for the money.

No one even knows there was a job.

Yeah.

And I know changing thecash was hard yakka for you.

In fact, why don't you take abigger cut from the next pay

out?

It was hard yakka all right, but

just before Christmas in Christ Church,

I met this Yankee block.

He was there for OperationDeep Freeze, you know?

Yeah, I've heard of it. Yeah.

They've got a base down there.

American supermarkets, shops.

He was telling me cheapBudweiser are everything.

He was a good bloke.

He really was.

So I told him I had all these American dollars

I needed changed.

You told him?

So he could help me out.

Oh, Jesus Christ almighty.

Ted, you've got to believe me.

You lost the money, didn't you?

You lost the God damn money?

I went to the US, hiddenon the back of a military

plane [inaudible]. - Fuck.

Mother fuck.

I can fix this.

All those months we put in.

I know a way.

What an exit.

Huh?

What, there's no more?

Tonight was the last of it.

[laughs]

Fuck.

I know a job we can do.

OK, just the two of us.

The others don't even need to know.

You've got to be deluded.

I've had enough of you.

You are dead to me.

No I'm not, Ted.

When I throw you off thefucking edge you will be.

We all make mistakes, Ted, remember?

Remember our first job?

Do you remember that?

Don't you pull that out.

You still owe me, Ted. You and me.

One job to make it right.

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