Original subtitles

[dramatic music]

Find my coin, McGraw.

The perpetrators will be dealt with severely.

She's 19 years old.

She feels the whole world's against her.

I've not seen her for two days.

What are you really doing here, Gal?

What, do you think I'm going grass you up to filth,

tell them all the shit I know Larry's been telling me?

I'm the one that should be mad at you

for scheming behind my back with him.

What was that for? - Felt like it.

What the fuck is going on here?

Rick, I got an offer I can't resist.

These blokes, they don't care about contracts.

Tell me about Freddie McGraw.

Bit of a hothead.

What are you looking at, cunt?

The back of your head.

[struggling]

[The Animals' "It's My Life"]

♪ ♪

♪ It's a hard world ♪

♪ To get a break in ♪

♪ All the good things ♪

♪ Have been taken ♪

♪ But, girl, there are ways to make certain things pay ♪

♪ Though I'm dressed in these rags ♪

♪ I'll wear sable someday ♪

♪ Hear what I say ♪

♪ ♪

Hello, Trish.

Gal Dove.

Treated me like a cunt...

holding on to this thing.

It's clear he's trying to find out what it is.

I knew I'd seen it somewhere before.

This is the Laotian fighter statue.

Laos. It's near Vietnam.

- Is it valuable, one of these? - Yes.

It's very, very valuable.

Does he know?

He knows its history.

I don't think he knows who it belongs to.

It's a national treasure in Laos.

It was stolen from the royal family.

27 people were killed in the palace during the raid.

Maybe we miscalculated with these boys.

If anything, I think we underestimated them.

Hmm.

This thing has a messy history, Gal.

Watch yourself.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Can't say I'd be doing anything different

if I was in his shoes.

We could take them all out...

start again.

Roger wouldn't like that, Ted.

[scoffs]

I got a better idea.

[indistinct shouting]

[choking] Please.

Please. I don't know anything.

[choking]

What are we paying you for, Inspector?

I brought him here.

I think I'll make you my driver next week.

I've always wanted a police escort.

[grunts] Ah, Jesus Christ, Mr. McGraw.

I swear to God, I don't know anything.

- Who is he? - Give us a name, Dave.

I swear, all I heard, that nothing was taken but a coin.

- What do you reckon? - Dave don't have much heart.

If he knew, he'd tell you.

Isn't that right, Dave?

How's your heart, George?

Because you're going to find yourself

right under the same shoe.

I'm on it, Dominic.

As God is my witness, I'll turn over every fucking stone.

[Dave gasps, chokes]

Quiet down, Dave.

♪ ♪

You been drinking?

Our business with Eaton--

our future's tied to him for the time being.

Yeah, I get it, Dad, okay? I get it.

I need you to take a personal interest, Freddie,

son or no son.

There's room for three under this shoe.

[chokes]

♪ ♪

No, wait.

♪ ♪

Wait.

[crunching]

[chokes]

♪ ♪

[tool whirring]

I thought you gave him it already.

No. And I'm glad I didn't.

The more I find out about it, the more I start to worry.

People have been looking for this thing for three decades.

It's some serious shit.

- Oh, fuck. - So what are you saying?

I'm saying that we're not giving it to Ted,

not until we find out what it's all about.

- You're losing your mind, Gal. - Oh, maybe.

How long do you think that's going to work--

not giving it to him? - We're giving it to him.

We're giving it to him right now.

He ain't going to stand for it. Neither will my sister.

No, we're not.

Help me out here, Aitch.

You sure you know what you're doing, Gal?

Look, people have been killed over this.

This is bigger than we think, much, much bigger.

We got hired to do a job.

We decided to do it. We did it.

We didn't actually all decide.

- Shut up! - Oh, he's right.

Let's just give it to him and move on.

Let's just think it through for a moment, okay?

We rob a secure van for just a coin.

Then we do the second job, and there's nothing there--

by the statue, a foreign statue.

If we want to move up, if we want to be in the big-time,

then we've got to stop letting them treat us

like baggage handlers.

If we're doing a job, we need to know everything.

[sighs]

What do I tell Cecilia?

Tell her nothing.

And what if you're wrong, Gal?

What then?

Well...

I guess I wind up like Larry.

They beat Tony to within an inch of his life, okay?

He'll never walk again. It was horrible.

They're animals, these McGraws.

How could you have got into business with them?

It's not like I had a lot of choice.

It was the only way we could keep us going,

plus their connections with the police.

I mean, fuck.

Are they watching me? Following me?

[scoffs]

Look, I'm sorry, honey. I just--

I'm scared.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

♪ ♪

So what now? What does this mean?

It means they want you to keep making movies for them.

♪ ♪

It's... Jesus, Ricky.

[machine ringing]

Oi. Oi, Sidney, what you fucking doing?

I won. It's not paying out.

- Everything okay? - Mm.

[machines ringing]

What are you doing?

♪ ♪

Someone's been stealing from us,

jamming our machines with these fake maggies.

♪ ♪

We have to discourage this kind of behavior

in every way possible.

Right.

You know what we're trying to do here?

- Mmm. - We plan to expand.

This just for you, even more me.

Are we still doing that?

- Yes, we are still doing that. - Right, right.

But, uh, I thought you wanted to slow down.

Just find out who's responsible.

♪ ♪

And you was always the clever one, Gal.

And I thought I was the funny one.

What, holding on to it? Are you nuts?

Don's right. You can't hold it forever.

Exactly.

Yeah, but Gal's right and all.

Huh?

You got to know what the fuck you're getting into.

Never take a job till you know all the details.

Look, no one else-- well, as far as I hear--

is looking for it.

No police reports filed, nothing from the insurance.

Someone is going to be looking for this, all right?

It ain't that lawyer from Levison Financial.

So, if we could just at least find out

who we've stolen from.

All right, I'll keep looking.

And you'd better and all, because before long,

Teddy is going to come collecting.

And he's going to take a few organs with him.

Right. [clears throat] I'll be right back.

Can you take a quick look at this for me?

Don, we ain't got time for this.

He can take a look.

Someone's been jamming up the machines with them.

That looks like the work of Eddie Bartlett.

Where can I find this cunt?

Thing is, it can't be Eddie.

He's doing three to five in Parkhurst.

Parkhurst?

Yeah.

So, with Eddie out the way...

there's only one person who I know would be this good.

[banging on door]

[dog barks]

[banging on door]

How long is this going to take?

Just sit tight.

But don't forget, you owe me a favor.

[banging on door]

Are you sure you know what you're doing

with this statue thing? - Yeah.

Um, right now we've got all the leverage.

Once we let them have it,

they're not going to have to answer anything.

All right, all right. [sighs]

- Mrs. Bartlett. - Who the fuck are you two?

Well, deary... [door closes]

My name's Don Logan.

Does that ring a bell? - No. Should it?

It very well should.

I've had my fair share of bitch boys

suck the milk out of me,

and he's more my type than you are.

[chuckles]

- So give me a hint. - All right.

This jog your memory?

Is this is what you earn on Fleet Street,

giving reach-arounds?

- [chuckles] - Can you believe this muncher?

I don't know what the fuck you two want,

but I would get out of here before my husband comes home

and bends you over the kitchen table.

[laughs] What a mouth on this one.

Ah, fuck!

Fucking hit me!

Oh, he's a clever one.

Just--just relax.

You think we're going to let you get away with this?

- Get the fuck off! - Don, stop.

I know your minger husband's away.

You've taken over his work, haven't you, Mrs. Bartlett?

Okay, okay! I'm sorry!

- Don! - [shouting]

Don, I think she gets it. Enough!

- My fucking eye! - He's left me with nothing!

- I should kill you. - Right, but she gets it, Don.

Right, you get it, right?

You're not going to do it again, are you?

I'm never going to do it again.

She's never going to do it again, right?

She's been warned. Now move.

Fucking muncher.

- You all right? - Yeah.

He took me to a takeaway place for a sit-down meal.

We were standing in line half the night,

waiting for fish and chips. - [scoffs]

I've had it with dating.

Though, Dad says he has a nice young man

in the accounts department

that would be a suitable match for me.

Kill me now. [both chuckle]

oh, I've got to get my own place.

[thumping]

[muffled shouting]

You all right?

Yeah.

Yeah, of course.

Just, um...

some work stuff on my mind.

- I like the Orient. - Only seats 100.

A more intimate, classy affair

is always better than a runaway drunken fest.

Next thing you know, Gal and Marjorie

will be doing the YMCA for their first dance.

Oh, Kath, no.

Don't go getting all posh on me.

Well, whatever we pick, I just hope the groom

goes through with it.

Mum, stop. Dad.

I'm paying for this thing. I've done enough.

Sorry, Maddie. It's just been a long wait.

So has he mentioned me at all...

Dad?

Nah.

We don't really talk that much, though.

I only really see him at the mandatory Sunday dinner.

- Still doing that? - Mm-hmm.

♪ ♪

Hey, why don't you move in with me?

- What? - Alan's away a lot.

Plus, he's got his own place, anyway.

I've got a room.

I'd like the company.

And no crazy rules. - [scoffs]

Well, how much is it? - Nothing.

Stay for as long as you want, rent-free.

Really?

It'll be like the old days.

Remember?

Gal, there's a foreman's position opening up in Wapping.

There's two new buildings going up.

It's a big responsibility.

It's a big salary.

You can afford a house in no time.

Thanks, Keith.

Really, really, thanks, but I'm really busy right now.

There's a big future in this company.

And I need someone to run it after me.

Well, that's food for thought.

Thanks, yeah. - Sleep on it.

Look, I know we haven't always seen eye to eye.

I want you to be one of my bridesmaids.

Do I have to wear one of them purple dresses

like Tammy Boison's bridesmaids?

Oh, Christ, what was that crazy bitch thinking?

[laughs]

You know, if you ever want,

you can talk to me about what's going on.

I won't say anything to Gal.

Has Gal mentioned anything about Larry?

[chuckles] What? No.

Wait. You and him?

[gasps] No. - Just forget it.

[chuckles]

Well, I guess Larry left town with some slag.

I don't know. Gal wouldn't say.

Well, maybe he doesn't know.

Does Gal know you're this stupid?

He--he should know before he marries you.

♪ ♪

[machines ringing]

It was Eddie Bartlett's wife.

Took over while he's up in Parkhurst.

Hmm.

Put a good scare in her.

She won't be around here again.

- A scare? - Mm.

Oh, please don't tell me she's still got

all her fucking teeth.

It ain't right to hit a woman.

Who the fuck told you that?

Oh.

You took your girlfriend, Gal, with you, didn't you?

Yeah, yeah, but I was thinking--

♪ ♪

Thinking.

Thinking, thinking, think-- always thinking.

I don't want her scared, Don.

I want her hurting, hurting bad,

hurting like she's been fucked by a freight train,

or every fucking mug this side of the Thames

will have their hands in our pockets,

thinking they can get one over on a woman.

Right. Go on upstairs.

I left you a pie.

♪ ♪

[steady thumping]

♪ ♪

[knock at door]

Put a shirt on, Gal. You're giving me an hard-on.

What's wrong with you?

Look like you seen a ghost.

Wake up wet, did you?

I think I know why you're here.

[chuckles] Everyone's a thinker these days.

All the thinking you boys are doing,

be hard to convince anyone that none of you

went to school after the age of 13.

Is this about Evelyn Bartlett?

It's about a lot of things, Gal.

It's about family.

It's about not interfering with kin.

What I came to say is,

I'd appreciate it if you stopped trying to tame Don.

When I tell him to do something, I want him to do it.

I want to do it exactly the way I asked.

You can't have him going about beating up women.

It's not right.

Some women deserve it.

You don't mind, do you?

It still don't make it right.

I just want Don to follow instructions.

You used to take guidance well, if I recall.

Remember how good you was at following my instructions

that day under the circus pier in Clacton?

Thanks to you, I still get a little damp every time hear

"Entry of the Gladiators."

Oh, I'd like for Johnny boy to find out about that,

all perky tits in there.

[lighter clicks]

Stan tells me you still haven't fulfilled

your end of the bargain.

So you've known about that all along.

You think this is the Wheel of Fortune?

You think you can just take the dough and fuck off?

- It ain't like that. - Like what?

We're the ones out there, me and Don.

It's our asses on the line.

I'm the one who vouched for you, you cunt,

so my ass is on the line.

And so is hers, too, and everyone we know.

♪ ♪

What about your brother, hmm?

You're not concerned?

I have another somewhere.

Malcy?

[chuckles]

I'd rather Don be fed to a pack of wild pigs

than soil my reputation.

You follow?

You and I both might be better off without him.

[chuckles]

But I'm guessing you know that already.

[exhales deeply] Now, behave, do as you're told.

Give Teddy what you're supposed to.

And remember what I done for you.

Oh, and, um...

what you done to me.

♪ ♪

[door opens]

[humming upbeat tune]

Afternoon.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

What do you want, Dowd? I haven't done anything!

Someone is taking things that don't belong to them.

♪ ♪

I ain't got nothing for you.

No, no, no, nothing, mate.

Come on. Leave me alone.

Sure.

Back the fuck up, sweetheart!

What the fuck is this about?

A couple of robberies going down in the city,

on the Thames. - [shouts]

Ring any bells?

All I heard was the driver was a magician at the wheel.

That's all. That's all.

Ah!

You stupid fucking Paddy.

♪ ♪

[chuckles] You gonna keep them shoes on forever?

Oh, forever. I'm never taking these off.

Thanks for buying them for me.

So my dad said he, uh, put a job to you.

Yeah.

Okay, well, any thoughts?

Not really.

Foreman.

Is that what you want me do for the rest of me life?

I mean, it's a lot of money,

and we can start looking at houses right away.

Right. Let's just get through the wedding.

Get through?

There's-- No, come on.

No, I didn't mean it like that.

What?

Are you sure you want to do this?

Of course.

Hmm.

Would I have booked that honeymoon in Bora Bora

if I weren't?

- Okay, you're right. - Yeah?

- You're right. - Mm.

Where's your, um, mate Larry been?

- Larry? - Yeah.

I just haven't seen him around in a bit.

Well, he ain't my mate. He's Aitch's.

Why? - No reason.

I've just been working on a guest list.

Well, he ain't invited.

Oh, I-I want to go look at those dresses.

Can I? - Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, get whatever you want.

[pensive music]

♪ ♪

I'd like to go somewhere far away, do some dancing.

I used to do a lot more.

Now I only pirouette in the confines of Soho Square.

♪ ♪

- Ready? - Yeah.

[indistinct chatter]

Ahh.

Hey, mate. See them two birds over there?

They're heading west. Asked us to join.

[chuckles] - Ahh. Uh...

- Gal? - Mm?

What's on your mind?

Deedee.

You're still on about that bird, are you?

I know. I'm crazy. I'm crazy, Aitch.

- You are. - Right, tell me I'm crazy.

I think maybe you should slow down a bit, mate.

No more than one or two more for him, all right?

[indistinct chatter continues]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[muffled conversation]

♪ ♪

Ted's outside, Gal.

Of course. [clears throat]

♪ ♪

I hope you work out what's going on in that head of yours,

because without you, I really have no use for Don.

Not sure anybody does.

But I could find a use for your sister.

♪ ♪

Now get the fuck out of my car.

♪ ♪

[engine revving]

[revving continues]

- Hi. - [screams]

Sorry. [chuckles]

I, uh--I came back a day early to see you.

I feel really bad about what happened the other night.

I love you.

We're talking about it.

It would just be for a few months.

I think it's a great idea.

- You do? - Yeah.

I hate you being here alone when I'm on the road.

Yeah, I could use the company.

You guys are always having a laugh when she's here.

She's got to get out of the house.

And she should have a bit of fun before it's too late.

Absolutely.

I'm happy for you.

[rock music playing softly]

When I was in Leeds, I was, um...

working out what we're doing, business-wise.

Now...

please keep an open mind.

We make our own movies...

you and me, right here or wherever.

Cutting-edge, independent--

the two of us, us and a camera.

You want to be in them?

We've got great chemistry, baby.

[laughs]

I mean, it's not as simple as that.

It looks a lot easier than it is.

You hate it.

- No. No. - [scoffs]

It's a great idea.

Just maybe...

Oh, just let me think about it, yeah?

Yeah? - Yeah.

♪ Tell me you love me ♪

♪ Stop driving me mad ♪

♪ 'Cause I need your love so bad ♪

Bye, Aitch.

Let's do it again.

Whenever you girls are ready for round two, I'll be here.

[door opens, closes]

Oh.

Forget your knickers?

Oh. [chuckles]

What can I do for you, Inspector Dowd?

Let me think.

Quicker there, quicker, quicker, quicken it.

Better. One more again.

Go on.

Okay, left now.

♪ ♪

You need something?

That depends.

Dowd, this ain't necessary.

I'm on the up-and-up.

I hear there was some fancy driving along the embankment

a few weeks back.

Now, not many people can make that turn.

Oh, yeah, yeah, I-I heard about that robbery.

I was in Brighton with a lady friend.

No one goes to Brighton anymore.

She has a friend who has this boat.

- A boat? - Mm.

- What kind of boat? - I believe it was a schooner.

Word on the cobbles is,

you've been asking about a missing statue.

Yeah, well, there's a lot of stuff floating around

on the cobbles.

Yeah.

Some good, some not so good. [sniffs]

But you'd be surprised with the quality of information

that's forthcoming

when it's pulled out with a pair of pliers.

♪ ♪

I'm going to go for a little drive.

You want to come?

I'm not sure you have a choice.

Dowd?

[engine turning over] Dowd?

Dowd, you cunt! [engine revs]

Don't you need that arm to drive?

You fucking ass.

[grunts]

♪ ♪

So you going to tell me,

or shall we take a drive around the block?

Fuck you, Dowd!

Now, I hear that East End boxers--

they're good out of the gate,

but they start to fade in later rounds.

That's funny.

♪ ♪

I hear the same about public-school boys.

♪ ♪

Your boy--

he'd be about what, 12 now?

I wonder how he'd do in a detention center.

Maybe I should go for his pockets

and find a little something.

Of course, the courts--

they're all backed up at the minute with the IRA

and all the problems in Peckham, so...

he might be sat up there a while.

You motherless cunt.

I'm listening.

[sighs]

♪ ♪

[cell phone ringing]

[cell phone beeps]

Yeah?

I've got a name for you.

Meet you in Bermondsey.

♪ ♪

To be continued.

♪ ♪

[footsteps departing]

Oh, Gal.

[stammers] Are you sure it was the McGraws?

Mate, as sure as I know, you're in way over your head.

♪ ♪

All right. [clears throat]

Right, love you, mate.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

- Dee. - Mm-hmm?

There's someone here to see you.

- Who is it? - It's your sister.

[indistinct chatter]

Lin.

What happened?

It's--it's Dad.

What did he do?

He won't let me, Dee.

Won't let you what?

He said if I move in with you, I'm dead to him, forever.

He said that?

I'm sorry.

He's never going to forgive.

You don't have to listen to him, Lin.

I know.

I knew you'd say that. I just need some time.

You've got to get out of there.

- I know, I know. I will. - If not now, when?

I have to go.

Does he even know we hang out all the time?

I'll call you.

[indistinct chatter continues]

Action.

That's it, Sandy. Give it the face.

♪ A person to talk to, someone you care to love ♪

Dad's just using her.

He's trying to control Linda because he can't control me.

Like you're enjoying it,

like it's the best fuck you've ever had.

She's like a prisoner in that house.

Come on! Give it to me.

Hotter.

Jesus Christ!

Fuck this.

Go for it, you whore. Go for it.

Harder, for fuck's sake! - Deedee. Deedee.

- Push it. - Don't do this.

Be a whore.

Go for it, you whore. Come on.

♪ They'll hurt me bad, they do it all the time ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, they do it all the time ♪

- * Yeah, yeah ♪ - * They do it all the time ♪

- * Do it all the time ♪ - * They do it all the time ♪

♪ Do it all the time ♪

Tell the McGraws I'm out.

I'm the motherfucking star, and don't you ever forget it.

[slurps]

Look at you in your fucking leathers.

Well, I have to give you credit, Dowd.

Here I was, all along, thinking you as useful

as a cock-flavored lollipop.

[chuckles] Clearly, I was wrong.

I don't feel comfortable not going to your dad.

Well... [zipper opens]

Hopefully this...

will relieve that guilt.

Ah.

Enlighten me.

I'm not sure this name is going to mean anything to you.

Well, I'm listening.

It's Teddy Bass.

What the fuck are you doing in here?

Doesn't ring a bell.

There's not much on him.

I hear he likes the boys as much as the girls.

He's got Stan Higgins running things for him.

♪ ♪

At least that's what I hear.

But you know Stan. - Hmm.

- He's cagey. - Yeah.

Yeah, cagey, yeah.

♪ ♪

Tell your dad, yeah?

[chuckles]

Well, you've earned yourself a cup of tea, Dowd.

- Hmm. - Hmm.

I won't soon forget this.

[gunshot]

[groans, chokes]

♪ ♪

You fuck.

[gunshot]

♪ ♪

[gurgles]

♪ ♪

[engine turning over, revving]

[coins rattling]

[machines ringing, indistinct chatter]

Cecilia's upstairs looking for you.

Thanks.

You looking for me?

W-what's this?

- Look who's returned... - [sighs]

Mrs. Bartlett.

No, I ain't got no choice.

It's the only way I can survive with Eddie away.

♪ ♪

This is what happens when you listen to that cunt Gal

instead of me.

I told you to take care of this.

♪ ♪

No.

This is how we handle people thieving from us.

♪ ♪

Which hand do you like the best, Evelyn?

No, no, no, no, no!

No, please let me make it up to you, please, please.

Which hand do you pleasure yourself with

now your husband's banged up?

What?

Which hand do you diddle yourself with?

Oh, no, please. Please!

Which hand? Or both?

He left me with nothing, nothing.

Tell me which hand, or they're both going.

You'll be forced to fuck yourself with an hook.

Please.

Which one? Which one?

Right or left?

Right or left or both? - No, no.

- Which hand? - No.

Which one, you thieving, lying cunt?

Answer me!

You--you saw how I was living.

I ain't dining out at the Ritz.

Please. - Right, that's it.

Do 'em both. - No, okay, all right!

The right, the right! - Do it.

- [crying] - Now.

Now!

- [screaming] - Again!

Again! - [screaming]

[lounge music playing]

♪ ♪

Hello, Gal.

Expecting guests?

A few, yeah.

- The McGraws among them? - [chuckles]

I knew you were the smart one.

♪ ♪

[engine revving]

[dramatic music]

[engine revving]

♪ ♪

Tell me what the fuck's going on.

What's really going on? It's not about robberies.

It can't be just about the McGraws.

It sure ain't about Cecilia.

Who we really working for?

♪ ♪

Pack a suitcase.

Tomorrow you will have all your answers.

♪ ♪

[engine revving]

♪ ♪

[revving engine approaching]

♪ ♪

[laughter]

Aah!

♪ ♪

[breathing heavily]

What took you so long?

[breathing shakily]

[Edwyn Collins' "A Girl Like You"]

♪ ♪

♪ I've never known a girl like you before ♪

♪ ♪

Yeah, so our catchphrase, "there's no bail."

Ready money, right?

Here's another catchphrase.

Oh, that's a frog.

Is that a frog? Yeah, that's a frog.

Oh, without a doubt.

Frog in the hole?

T-toad, toad in the hole.

Yeah, yum, yum, yum.

♪ ♪

♪ This old town's changed so much ♪

♪ Don't feel that I belong ♪

♪ Too many protest singers ♪

♪ Not enough protest songs, and now you've come along ♪

Hi.

♪ Yes, you've come along ♪

♪ And I never met a girl like you before ♪

♪ It's all right ♪

Hi.

♪ It's all right, yeah, it's all right ♪

♪ Yeah, it's all right, yeah, it's all right ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ Yeah, it's all right, yeah, it's all right ♪