All language subtitles for Brassic.S02E06.Episode.6.1080p.NF.WEB-DL.DDP.5.1.H.264-CHDWEB_track3_[eng]

["The Lark Ascending" playing]

[man] We'll find somewhere.

Here?

There.

You say goodbye to Goldie.
I'll start preparing the grave.

[softly] What do you want to say?

I'm sorry, Goldie, I put you
in the bath with all the bubbles.

[gasps]

- Get the children away.
- [screams]

Get the children away!

[funky music playing]

- [knocking on door]
- Come in.

[door opens]

So, what can I help you with today?

Doctor, you know it's,
er, rather embarrassing.

- You can share whatever you like.
- Well, you know…

Doctor, it's erm… It's during,
you know like, er, like sex.

I just, er, I find I just…
I just can't orgasm.

No matter who the man is
or no matter how big he is.

I see.

["Money (That's What I Want)" playing]

[moaning on phone]

♪ But you can give them
To the birds and bees ♪

- ♪ I need money ♪
- ♪ That's what I want… ♪

[Cardi on phone] Vin,
I need to talk to you.

All right, well, can it wait, mate?

I've turned up at JJ's with some
nicked wheels.

Yeah, but it's quite important.

Yeah, all right, listen, let me…
Let me see you at the party.

- I'll chat to you then.
- Yeah, all right, fine. Bye.

[Sarim] Forty.

- What's going on here? You all right, JJ?
- Yeah.

Blood's just rushing a bit now.

Er…

This is my cousin Sarim.

- You all right, Sarim?
- Yeah, all right. Who are you?

- I'm Vinnie, I'm JJ's mate.
- Fifty.

- Going a bit thin on top there, Vinnie.
- [chuckles]

- Yeah, sign of virility, apparently.
- That's bollocks, that is.

- Got to be a minute, now.
- Look at Samson, in your Bible,

cut all his hair off, lost his strength.

Yeah, I know but, I don't take
the Bible literally though, you know,

- what with Noah and all them animals.
- It's gotta be a minute.

What you saying? You don't believe
in your own holy book?

I think it's all a bit far-fetched for me,
you know what I mean?

Mind you, fucking all are,
aren't they? Quran, Torah…

- What!
- [grunts]

- Shit!
- You slagging our book?

- No, man, I'm… JJ, are you all right?
- What you saying, huh?

I'm just saying some of the stories
are just a bit far-fetched.

- This a fucking friend of yours?
- Sarim.

Don't Sarim me. You come
in here with your fucking slaphead

- and start slagging our book.
- I'm not slagging your book off.

- Sarim.
- Don't Sarim me, JJ.

Dude, calm down.

- Stop dude-ing me, you fucking twat.
- Okay.

All right? You fucking bald prick.

- Car, tomorrow.
- Yeah.

And I told you
I could hold you up for a minute.

- Yes, you did.
- Yeah.

What an incredible bellend.

Fucking handsome though, in't he, eh?

This is how he's treated me,
my whole fucking life.

Didn't challenge him. He just goes,

"I bet I can hold you
upside down for a minute,"

then he bloody goes and does it.

Now I've got to fix his fucking white car

for his stupid flash wedding.

- Wedding? Someone's marrying him?
- Yeah.

Danika. And she's just as bad as he is.

They used to take the piss
out of me because I was fat.

- Fatty. You fat fucker!
- No.

Come here. Don't get worked up.
No, no, no, come on.

- [sniffles]
- Don't let him do that. It's all right.

It's all right, man.

You know what?
All I ever wanted was revenge on him.

Now I've gotta buy them a fucking gift
for the their wedding.

He's just a bully. He's just a bully.

Let's go and have a brew. Come on.

♪ And you put your left leg in ♪

♪ Your left leg out ♪

♪ In, out, in, out
You shake it all about ♪

♪ You do the hokey cokey
And you turn around ♪

♪ That's what it's all about… ♪

[coughs] Hey!

He's bloody useless, in't he?
How did we persuade him to do this?

It's what he does now.
He's packed the circus in.

- Apparently set up on his own.
- He's calling himself Maurice Bojangles.

♪ Hey, the hokey… ♪

[coughs] ♪ Cokey ♪

[JJ] Has he been drinking?

He's sweating
like a necrophiliac at a funeral.

- Oi, dude, can… Can we talk?
- Let me roll this spliff.

I'll come and have a chat with you.

- More beer, lads?
- No. You're all right thanks, love.

So, go on, then, what have you got Tyler?

Oh, er…

- Just… just me rabbit.
- What?

- Is there a rabbit in there?
- Yeah. It can breathe.

- In here?
- Oh, my God.

- [laughs]
- Don't tilt it.

What? Are you not gonna miss it?

["Close To You" playing]

- [music ends]
- No, no, we don't get on.

- Go on, just…
- Now, so we've got it, yeah?

- Yeah.
- All right, thanks, Vin.

- I'll help you.
- [clown] Who wants a banana?

- [booing]
- Get off!

[children jeering]

Hey! Get off!
Give me me nose back and sit down.

So how's things going on
with you and Erin?

Er, yeah.

Yeah, we're taking it slow.
You know, we don't wanna confuse Tyler.

Yeah. What about Sara?

Er, yeah. No, I had a chat
with her yesterday.

- It was fine.
- Fine?

Yeah. Yeah, I mean, you know…

She's a great girl and I do,
I feel fucking terrible.

- Vin?
- Sorry, lad. Yeah, come on.

Let's go and have a chat.

Right, what's in the magic hat?
Let's have a look.

Ooh, that's not supposed to happen.

Ooh, what's this? Look at this!

- You're just pulling it out your sleeve!
- Shh!

I'm not pulling it out me sleeve.
Look, there's nothing up me sleeve.

- The other sleeve.
- No. There's nothing in my other sleeve.

You shush.
Oh, look, it's Ricky the Raccoon.

- Do you want to stroke him?
- Boring!

- Boring!
- No, it's not boring.

I've been doing a lot of thinking.

Er, about her… and, er,
the-the way she is with me.

And, erm, you know,

I know sh-sh-she made that…

porno, but it were a long time ago.

And we've all done stupid stuff in t'past.

- Do you remember that wanking contest?
- I do, yeah. Not fondly.

Yeah, but you know, no matter
how-how much I watch it…

it-it doesn't change anything,

be-because…

I've never felt this way
before about-about anyone.

And I'm s-scared

because, you know,

I know I can be useless and I'm a bit fat

and you know, I let people down,

but I, I… I really fucking love her, man.

And I need her, you know, to be with me,

and-and I just always want her

t-t-to be in my life. So…

I erm… I got this.

[softly] No way.

- Are you gonna ask her?
- Yeah, well…

- What do you think?
- Yeah, fucking definitely.

Definitely do that.

- W-Will she say "yes"?
- Course she's gonna fucking say yes.

Course she's gonna say yeah. Listen to me.

I'm really proud of you, all right?

That's a fucking big decision.

- If she says yes…
- Hmm?

Will you help me sort out a wedding?

It don't have to be much, it's just
like a fucking vicar and takeaway.

If my mate Cardi wants to get married,

and have a fucking party,

it's gonna be the biggest one
I can possibly think of.

I promise you, I love you so much, man.
All right?

All right, well, go and ask her, then.

- What? Now?
- Well, why not?

- No, no.
- What the fuck? You've got the ring!

- No, but I…
- Go and do it.

Don't think about shit, just get it done.

That's what I'd do.

Just go and get it done.

[chuckles] Go on. Sod off.

- All right.
- Good lad.

- Give us another one there, Maurice.
- Don't. Don't egg him on.

- Don't egg him on.
- There's nothing in the magic hat.

Give it here! Come on.
Give it here, specky.

- Give it here, lad.
- Kids! I'm doing the cake.

Give me my fucking hat back,

you shower of shit bunch of little cunts!

Right, come on. Stop pushing me.

- Get off!
- We're doing the cake, you stupid fat man!

Leave me alone. I don't like it.

- [horn tooting]
- Oh, for God's sake.

Sorry, kids, move out of the way.
Right, get up.

- [child crying]
- Dylan!

- Here.
- Oh, my God.

- Get him out.
- Someone spiked me.

- He's all right.
- Someone spiked me.

- You absolutely stink.
- I've broke me nose.

Check that out.

- [JJ] Is he proposing?
- Mmm.

Shit man, that is massive!

How do you fancy giving them
two love birds the best present ever?

Your cousin's wedding.

Okay, listen up,
'cause there's a lot to take in.

This is my bellend of a cousin Sarim,

and this is the dickhead
he's marrying, Danika.

She's a Hindu girl and her family
want a traditional Indian wedding,

which means it is gonna be massive.

- Guys, we are talking flashy as fuck!
- It looks amazing.

Hey, why don't you join in?
Double wedding.

Piss off.

No, you do right, mate, it's a prison.
Ring on your finger,

and before you know it,
you're shuffling round IKEA

asking for permission
to see your own mates.

No flirting, no spontaneous sex,

not a fucking rat in hell's chance
of any anal.

All in the misguided pursuit
of companionship.

- Stag do'll be fun though.
- Great.

Right, anyway.

These guys are gonna have
everything we need, okay?

Beautiful drapes, wedding dressing,
cutlery, you name it.

This whole room is gonna be all
the colours of the bloody rainbows.

- Excellent.
- Also, dude,

the gifts, yeah? We're talking gold,

we're talking frankincense, even
bloody myrrh's gonna be turning up.

Sounds amazing.
I feel bad for stealing it.

Yeah, well, don't,
because this guy… dickhead.

- Won't there be 200 people there?
- Exactly.

Which is why we need the knowledge
of our inside man over here. Go on, JJ.

To my mind, there's only
one perfect time to do the hit,

- and that is the Baraat.
- The what?

The Baraat. It is the groom's
wedding procession to the venue.

Usually about half an hour long,

sometimes they come in a flashy motor
or a white horse.

Knowing this dickhead, it'll be
a white horse. Procession starts.

It's gonna weave its way down these
country roads, to the wedding venue.

The room's gonna be set up,
and the wedding breakfast prepared.

- So how do we get it out?
- Yeah, all right, so,

there's a shit load of moving parts here.

We need to create a distraction during
the procession that draws everybody out,

- and it allows us to enter there, look.
- Fifteen minutes to smash and grab.

It's a big fucking job, guys,
we all need to be on our A-game.

That's right, 'cause this in't just
for money, it's for love, all right?

It's for Carol and Cardi.

Hey, to Carol and Cardi, eh?

[all] Carol and Cardi.

[phone rings]

Shit. Hello.

Get yourself over to the office, now.

And don't tell anyone you're coming.

That's not good.

They've found his body.

Tony Tillerton.

[yells]

Just his body.

No head.

- Right.
- You've fucked me, Vin.

You've bent me over
and fucked me up the arse

with a massive yellow dildo.

- No. No, let me expl...
- Shut the fuck up!

They've linked him to me.

I got arrested in me own home,

in front of my fucking daughters.

And the only reason why you're not
lying in a ditch right now

is that I can't risk
another dead body coming back to me.

- I'm sorry.
- Fuck your sorry.

What happened?

We went to his house.

And… And he made fucking scones.

Straight from the oven.

- And JJ shot his fucking peacock.
- [gunshot]

This is Struan.

So we-we, we get in the van…

These fucking guys come out of nowhere…

[indistinct shouting]

So-So we followed 'em,

and they started fucking shooting
at us, like, actually shooting.

- Fuck you!
- Shit!

Got Tony out the fucking window
shooting his gun off,

- next thing you know, his fucking head.
- [all shrieking]

I, I mean, I mean, it was really shocking

and I know, I know
we should've told you the truth.

But you, you said to bring him back safe,

and there's
his fucking head on the ground.

- How'd you lose the body?
- They, they'd stole it.

They just fucked off wi' it.

So I got a mate of ours to sew
that head on to another body.

- [whirring]
- Pull it! Pull hard!

I know, I know it sounds,
it sounds fucked,

but he's a undertaker,
it's not as weird as it…

I lied to you, man.

Mr McCann, and I'm sorry.

How fucked are we?

They found his body in the woods,
some family burying a goldfish.

[screams]

Police told the wife they thought
it was a professional hit.

They seized his computer.

And all the work he did
for me was encrypted,

but the bastard was smart.

He'd left a special file,

which he'd hidden inside his own system.

Since 2012, I have worked for
the businessman Mr Terence McCann.

However, during this time, I became aware

that Mr McCann is a violent,

unhinged, psychotic monster.

That's not true.

And when I tried to extract myself
from his services,

I became fearful for myself
and for my family.

Where's the head?

It's gone, I cremated it.

You'll have to destroy the van.
There'll be traces.

Done.

They've got nothing, on me, Vin.
That file won't convict me.

So the only thing linking me to
that headless fucking corpse is you.

And your idiot friends.

Can you trust them?

[shouts] Can you fucking trust them?

Yeah, yeah.

I hope so.

Fuck off.

["Gimme Shelter" playing]

♪ Ooh that storm is threatening ♪

♪ My very life today ♪

♪ If I don't get me no shelter ♪

♪ I think I'm gonna fade away ♪

♪ War, children ♪

♪ It's just a shot away
It's just a shot away ♪

♪ War, children ♪

♪ It's just a shot away
It's just a shot away… ♪

[indistinct chattering]

[laughter]

- Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!
- [laughter]

All right, I'll wear this, but that's it.

If anyone's got a chocolate cock,

penis slippers or a duck with a dick,
you can take them home.

Ground rules. You lot go your way,

we'll go ours,
meet back here at eight, yeah?

- Aah!
- Don't get too pissed.

[cheering]

All right,
so no intentional aiming at the dick.

If it's accidental, let it go.

Five, four, three, two, one.

Go!

["Teenage Kicks" playing]

♪ Are teenage dreams so hard to beat? ♪

♪ Every time she walks down the street ♪

♪ Another girl in the neighbourhood ♪

♪ Wish she was mine
She looks so good ♪

♪ I wanna hold her
Wanna hold her tight ♪

♪ Get teenage kicks
Right through the night ♪

♪ I'm gonna call her on the telephone ♪

♪ Have her over 'cause I'm all alone ♪

♪ I need excitement ♪

Go on, then!

♪ And it's the best I've ever had ♪

♪ I wanna hold her
Wanna hold her tight ♪

♪ Get teenage kicks
Right through the night ♪

♪ All right ♪

♪ Another girl in the neighbourhood ♪

♪ Wish she was mine
She looks so good ♪

♪ I wanna hold her
Wanna hold her tight ♪

♪ Get teenage kicks
Right through the night ♪

[laughs]

♪ I'm gonna call her on the telephone ♪

♪ Have her over 'cause I'm all alone ♪

♪ I need excitement
Oh, I need it bad ♪

♪ And it's the best I've ever had ♪

♪ I wanna hold her
Wanna hold her tight ♪

♪ Get teenage kicks
Right through the night ♪

♪ All right ♪

♪ Get your rocks off
Get your rocks off, honey ♪

♪ Shake 'em, now-now… ♪

Where's me stripper?

No can do sunshine, #MeToo.

No hashtag. You run a s-strip club.

I run a classy
adult entertainment venue, mate.

I draw the line at some ropey bird
with squirty cream on her tits.

Hey, so I've got the vans all sorted.
I bought the coloured smoke.

Tommo's obviously good
for cop uniforms, so we're golden.

Good. Listen, come here.

Don't tell the others.

Do you remember that geezer
who got his head taken off?

- What geezer?
- What?

For fuck… How the fuck
do you not remember that?

Hilarious. Really funny.

Listen. Cops are all over it, all right?

And we can't afford any link with us
and that fucking body,

so we're gonna have to crush
the Rascal, you know.

- Shit.
- I know. I fucking love that van, too.

Fuck the bloody van! The cops, the body.

I wasn't even supposed to be
on that fucking trip,

- and you dragged me into it.
- Just… Don't, don't start that shit again.

I don't wanna go to prison,
Vin, all right?

Maybe we shouldn't steal
this wedding, yeah?

Maybe this is just a sign for us
to just keep our heads down.

- Shit. Fucking shit.
- No, no, no.

- Hey, what you doing here?
- Come to see Dylan.

No. No. Come on. Don't.
Don't do this to yourself.

- Vinnie, I...
- No, just listen. You're gonna get upset.

- Just come and have a chat with me.
- I don't wanna chat.

But I've, I've got, I've got a spliff.

- A spliff. Gonna have a smoke and a chat.
- A chat.

You see, what you've got to
understand is Dill and Erin,

they've been together forever,
d'you know what I mean?

I mean, we always thought they would be,

but then the universe just went… apeshit.

I mean, split 'em apart, you know.
When you look at it like that,

you and Dill should never
really have even met.

- [scoffs]
- You shouldn't have done.

I mean, fucking plumbing.

His heart's not in plumbing,
he only did that to impress Erin.

- Do you know what I mean?
- Right. Yeah.

Yeah, I mean, I hear what you're saying.

There's just one slight problem
with your theory.

- Mmm-hmm?
- It's horse shit.

Is it?

- Well, go on.
- Think about it.

All those years they were together
and he never properly moved in.

He never made any commitment
that he couldn't back out of.

I mean, if you love someone,
you wanna commit.

You want them in your life,

and the thought of them not being,
that fills you with, with panic.

- Hmm.
- No?

Hmm.

Very wise. [chuckles]

Well, I am.

You're young. D'you know what I mean?

I mean, fucking hell.
You've got your whole life ahead of you.

Why the fuck do you want
to get serious with Dill?

'Cause I love him.

I don't think you do.

I do, Vinnie.

I love him.

Right?

Right. I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry.
- I don't want your hugs, Vinnie.

I just wanna know how,
how he could do this to me?

Is it 'cause of my dad?

Your dad?

Yeah, my dad. He's a copper.

Has he not told you that?

No.

He's a copper and you're all…

- [scoffs] Whatever you are.
- We're not anything.

Right.

Okay.

- He has told me things, you know.
- Mmm-hmm.

Like what?

Like loads.

The weed shed. The circus.

Anything else?

Plenty.

I'm not pissing around,
what's he told you?

I don't know, Vin.

Listen to me.

You have no idea
what you're dealing with here.

Tell me what he's told you, Sara.

Nothing.

All right?

Jesus.

Don't lose your head.

Fuck!

I'm gonna get you up now.

It's a special day today,
Carol, am I right?

[cheering]

[women] Carol! Carol!

Carol, we are gonna rock your world, baby.

Come on, boys.

[cheering]

- Hey! Hey!
- What the fuck have you told Sara?

- What?
- You heard what I fucking…

So what've you told her?

When you've had a drink,
you're a fucking blabbermouth.

- What have you said?
- Noth… Fucking nothing.

I swear to God, I'll put you
through the fucking wall, Dylan!

- Fucking stop that, all right!
- I tell you what,

I'll rephrase it for you.
Have you told her about Tillerton?

- Who?
- Have you told her about Tillerton?

The guy who got his head taken off?

- No.
- Oi.

Look me in the eye and tell me
you haven't told her.

Tell me you haven't said anything, Dill.

- I… I can't remember.
- You fucking idiot!

Dude, it's not… You don't have to worry.

Her fucking dad's a copper, Dill!

You know she's fucking heartbroken.
Pissed off.

And, right now,
if she can get one over on you,

that's exactly what she's gonna do!

You know, all the fuck… It's all linked.

The fucking cops know McCann's
a part of that fucking murder.

We can't have it coming back on us, Dylan.

Oh, fuck, fuck. Christ.
Shit. Oh, fuck. My heart.

Fuck your heart, ya knobhead.

- Er, what are we gonna do?
- I don't fucking know.

I'll tell you
what you're gonna fucking do.

You're gonna go out there, find her
and you're gonna make it right.

- How?
- I don't fucking know, Dylan,

but if you don't make it right
and she fucking blabs, we're fucked!

- All going t'jail!
- No, I, er… I can't. I can't do that.

- What?
- I'm fucking back with Erin.

- What am I supposed to say to her?
- I don't give a fuck, Dylan!

I don't give a fuck!

It's your mess, go and fucking clean it.

I swear to God, you fucking go now,
else I'll fucking bury you.

All right. Jesus.

Dickhead!

Everything all right?

["Never Let Me Down Again" playing]

[mouthing] Fuck.

♪ I hope he never lets me down again ♪

♪ Promises me I'm as safe as houses ♪

♪ As long as I remember
Who's wearing the trousers ♪

♪ I hope… ♪

[mouthing] Fuck.

♪ We're flying high ♪

♪ We're watching the world pass us by ♪

♪ Never want to come down ♪

♪ Never want to put my feet… ♪

- Hey.
- Hey.

["Sunday Morning" playing]

♪ Brings the dawn in ♪

Dylan?

♪ By my side ♪

♪ Early dawning ♪

♪ Sunday morning ♪

[whispers] Ah, shit.

♪ It's just the wasted years ♪

♪ So close behind ♪

[indistinct chattering]

♪ Sunday morning… ♪

Fat fuck.

Are you all right, Sarim?
Er, are you nervous?

Nervous? Nerves are for wimps.

I've got a beautiful woman, JJ.

She can cook, she can suck,

- goes like a train, thanks for asking.
- I didn't ask, actually...

I don't want you using that image
for when you're alone, yeah?

Keep her out of here, JJ.
She's family from today, man.

She's not really my type actually, so.

- What you saying?
- Nothing. She's lovely.

- You saying she's a munter?
- What? I didn't say that!

Where the fuck's your bird, JJ? Oh, yeah.

You've not got one, because you're
a used-to-be-fat fucking freak

who gets his hots from hooking fish.

Anyway, you have a nice day.

I think we're about to start in a second.

- What a dick.
- Yeah, I know.

And he's always coming at me, you know,

- and none of you lot say anything.
- Okay, let's go and get married.

[cheering]

[sighs] Right, get in positions.

The Baraat's getting started.
Chak de phatte.

Jacklapatty right back at you, dude.

I'm assuming that's good luck.

He could be telling me to fuck myself.
Right, we're on.

- You ready, yeah?
- Ready like Eddie.

- Who's Eddie?
- Bloke I used to know.

Very attractive wife.

Surprisingly supple.

- Still no word from Dill?
- No. No word.

[cheering]

["47" playing]

[song continues in Punjabi]

♪ Ah, couple apnas, couple kale ♪

♪ Yeah, I just blew
A chase from the maameh ♪

♪ Harami kala… ♪

- Are you ready, Jimbo?
- Oh, I was born ready.

- I tell you what, Vin.
- What?

If this all goes tits up,
I'm telling 'em that you coerced me.

- Yeah?
- I'm gonna land all the shit at your door…

- All right.
- And plead early dementia.

That'd be an easy sell, wouldn't it?
You silly old cunt.

Well, fuck off.
Are you two sorted and all?

- Grand, yeah.
- Sick.

Right, do you wanna be good cop
or bad cop?

I want to be "Let's get this done
quick and not fuck it up" cop.

What am I supposed to do with that?

Tuck it in.

So I'll be in a nursing home
getting pampered,

while you'll be in Broadmoor
getting bummed.

Will you just fuck off? Christ!

- [car door closes]
- Sorry I'm late.

- Where have you been?
- Oh, I just got wasted. Had to go home.

- Got hammered didn't you?
- I puked and then passed out.

- Go and get your high-vis out, right.
- Sorry.

- Dill?
- Yeah?

- He's lying.
- Is it sorted?

Sorted.

[phone ringing, "Axel F"
by Crazy Frog ringtone]

["Shaktimaan" playing]

[song continues in Hindi]

- Sorry, there. Where's your boss?
- In the back.

That's not clean.

Thank you.

Gentlemen, riddle me this.

Who's in charge here?

Paulo. He's in the bathroom.

- Well, how long will he be?
- Not sure.

Has he been long already?

Will he be opening his bowel?

I'm not sure. I don't really know, I just…

Well, listen up. There's been
a very serious threat on the hotel.

We need you and you to file out
into the car park.

File out of the restaurant
there, please.

- Where you going with that?
- Get you!

Go!

Paulo!

I bet it's a shit.

[drumming]

[cheering]

- [siren ringtone]
- [JJ] Jim, it's show time.

Fucking right.

Attaboy. Come on. Come to Daddy.

[women] Cheers!

- [gasps] God! Oh, my God!
- God.

Oi. Stop being in awe. Come on,
we've got to steal some shit.

- Pretty sure this is it.
- Pretty sure?

Yeah, like, 40%. 40% is good!

- [gasps]
- Fucking hell.

- I'm jealous.
- Me, too.

Right, that's it, if I ever get married,
I'm marrying an Indian.

["Class Historian" playing]

Thank you. Form a nice straight line here

and stay well away
from the building, please.

- What the fuck?
- Shit.

- What?
- I know him.

- What?
- I've spanked him.

- Take over.
- Excuse me, sir, are you the manager here?

Yes, and I have a wedding to prepare.

Why are my staff not
in the fucking kitchen?

There's been a bomb threat, okay?

So we've had to excavate the building.

- A bomb threat?
- Yeah.

- On a remote manor house?
- That's what we were told, yeah.

- So were taking it very serious.
- This is bullshit. Okay?

Look… Mumbai ragda patties.

Dahi Puri. Bomb? No.

- Right.
- I don't see one.

- I understand.
- Oh, is that it?

No, it's kati roll.

Ah! Bomb?

No, it's Masala Vada. Or this?

- I understand.
- Bomb? No. Cocktail fucking Kachori!

Sir, I understand,
but we have to take this seriously,

so could you please es-cavate
the building.

What the hell is he doing?

He's patrolling for bombs.

- Excuse me. sir!
- Hey, you!

You! I want to talk to you.

- Who, me?
- Tommo?

Er, Paulo.

[chuckles] Good to see you, mate.

- What a lovely surprise.
- What the fuck?

Yes, er, I'm a policeman now.

Since when?

Well, recently.
I was training up in Hendon.

I heard you were running the Rat & Cutter.

[laughs] It's, er… That's rumours, mate.

It's quite serious this, the bomb threat.

Yeah, yeah, actually, they used
a code word and everything, so…

And they didn't bring
the bomb squad? Just you two.

Cutbacks, innit, you know.
It's… it's criminal, really.

[laughs] Ironically.

No, it's serious though, in't it?

I'm calling the police.

- Paulo.
- No, no, we are the police.

- You don't have to call them.
- Bullshit, Tommo, okay?

You made a lemon sorbet from my cum.

- You are not a policeman now.
- [indistinct chattering]

- Paulo, me sorbet days are behind me.
- And! And you're too fucking small.

["Get Ur Freak On" playing]

Hello, police. There's impostors
at the Thornfield Manor.

♪ Get your freak on
Get your freak on ♪

♪ Go, get your, get your, get your
Get your, get your freak on ♪

♪ Get your freak on
Go, get your freak on ♪

♪ Go, get your freak on ♪

♪ Go, get your freak on
Go, get your freak on ♪

♪ Go, get your freak on
Go, get your, get your, get your… ♪

What the fuck!

No. No. No. No. You go.
You just go. You go.

- Erin.
- [screams]

Go, go, go. You go. Go!

Now. Now. Just settle down. Just…

[shrieks]

["Salute Your Solution" playing]

Fuck. [mutters]

[grunts]

- [music ends]
- Vin! Vin.

We have to go. We have to go.
The cops are coming.

- Fuck. Why?
- The head chef, he recognised Tommo.

Where… where the fuck from?

They made jizz puddings together.

Course they fucking have, han't ya?

- They're on their way now.
- Go and nick the rest of the shit.

I'm gonna tie her up.
I'll tie her up. I'll tie her.

["Magnolia" playing]

[growls]

♪ For a chance to be… ♪

Ooh! Have that!

Have that!

[screaming]

♪ M-A-G-N-O-L-I-A ♪

♪ M-A-G, no… ♪

[crowd clamouring]

[neighing]

Argh!

Sarim. Sarim.

Oh, man, you shoulder it looks
dislocated. Here I'll fix it.

Aami, keep your hand on his shoulder,
no matter what he says.

Don't lift it up.

Quick!

♪ Another minute
That I'm not getting back… ♪

Come on, Vinnie! Get in the car!

Come on!

Faster! Just fucking go!

♪ M-A-G-N-O-L-I-A ♪

♪ M-A-G, no… ♪

[Sugar] There's Jim, slow down!

What took you?

[Jim] Only a fucking woman'd say that.

You see, this is why I've never got wed.

- Shit like this.
- [Sugar] Is that the only reason?

Hey, I've had plenty of offers. love.

["My Cherie Amour" playing]

♪ Lovely as a summer day ♪

♪ My Cherie amour ♪

♪ Distant as the Milky Way ♪

♪ My Cherie amour ♪

♪ Pretty little one that I adore ♪

♪ You're the only girl
My heart beats for ♪

♪ How I wish that you were mine… ♪

You all right, love?

It's m…

my last day as a s-single man, you know.

Yeah, well,

it's not all it's cracked up to be,
you know.

- I'm fucking miserable.
- [both laugh]

You love her man and she loves you.

You've got to hang onto that, haven't you?

I'm proud of you, Cardi.

- Thanks, mate.
- Come and give me a love.

You know it won't change owt.
I'll still be here.

- I'll still be part of everything.
- I know you will.

- Yeah.
- I know.

It's all right.

Are you gonna come
and check your wedding out?

Mmm?

- Yeah.
- Come on. Bejewelled, eh?

Yeah, fucking Carol made it.

♪ Maybe someday… ♪

It's time.

♪ You'll see my face among the crowd ♪

♪ Maybe someday… ♪

[Erin] Ready?

[cheering]

Oh, my…

♪ You're the only girl
My heart beats for ♪

[indistinct chattering]

♪ How I wish that you were mine ♪

♪ La, la, la, la… ♪

- [Carol] Are you all right?
- [Cardi] How are ya?

Bloody hell. Who done that to Nigel?
He looks fucking ace!

- So…
- Yeah?

Are you gonna tell me
what really happened last night?

Oh, nothing.

Why don't I believe you?

Look, Erin, honestly, it was nothing.

- Right? I promise.
- Okay.

[Gary] Dearly beloved.

We are gathered here today
to witness the union

of Carol Dennings and Cardi.

[cheering]

Or, if we're to use him his birth name,
it's actually Lesley Titt.

[laughter]

The joining together of two people

spending the rest of their lives
together is to be respected.

Trust me, as an undertaker,

I've seen many marriages end in…

violence, misery and murder.

So if any persons here present know
of any reason

why these two people should not be
joined together in holy wedlock…

can you please speak now,
or forever hold your peace.

- Yeah, me!
- [groaning]

Nah, I'm only kidding. Carry on.

Mind you, 50% do end in divorce,
so you're probably…

- [all jeering]
- Keep it down.

He's making a good point,
but let's continue on, right, so.

May we have the bridesmaid
and the best man,

come forth and provide the rings?
Thank you.

- Just answer as I ask, okay?
- Yes.

Do you, Carol Cassandra Dennings,

take this man, Lesley Arthur Titt…

["Cold Canary Gaslight" playing]

[ceremony continues indistinctly]

…sickness and in health?

[officer 1] Police!

- Armed police!
- [officer 2] Nobody move!

[indistinct shouting]

Vincent O'Neill.

Nobody move!

Vincent O' Neill, we are arresting
you on conspiracy to murder.

You do not have to say anything
but it may harm your defence

if you fail to mention when questioned

something which
you later rely on in court.

No, you don't understand.
He's my best friend. It's my-my wedding.

Cardi… Cardi, love…

[vocalising]

♪ I said ooh… ♪

- [Erin] Vinnie, no.
- Just go back inside.

You're making a mistake!

Just, just give me…
Just give me 30 seconds.

You've got me now.

Just 30 seconds.

Erin, I know you don't…

but I do.

And… And if there was a button,
I'd press it.

I know it's wrong…

but you're the first thing in the morning…

and you're the last thing at night.

I just… I don't know how to
tell you how much you mean to me.

Tell Tyler I love him.

Vinnie.

[whispers]

["I Want Her To Love Me" playing]

♪ I suppose ♪

♪ She will come my way ♪

♪ I want her to love me ♪

♪ Until our dying day ♪

- ♪ I want her to ♪
- ♪ Love me ♪

♪ I want her to ♪

♪ Love, love me ♪

♪ That's the way ♪

♪ It's gotta be ♪

♪ I don't know ♪

♪ Just where we are ♪

♪ But when she comes to me ♪

♪ A lot of happiness she's gonna bring ♪

- ♪ I just want her to ♪
- ♪ Love me ♪

♪ I just wanna hear her say that… ♪