Pusher (2012) - full transcript
In London, a street dealer's life spins out of control over the course of one week after he borrows money from his supplier on what's supposed to be a sure thing.
[techno music plays]
[techno music continues]
[sniffing]
- [man] Inside her?
- [man 2] Yeah.
[man] That's not
physically possible, mate.
That's what she's saying.
- How much?
- Half a key.
That's a lot of gear, mate.
That's like that, innit?
Like the size of a mango or something!
There's no way she could
fit that in her pussy. No way!
[man] Look, she said she's
gonna bring half a kilo back.
- What do I care where she puts it?
- Because it's your money, Frank!
You gotta know what she's doing with it!
Maybe she's planning on
putting some of it up her ass.
- Will you stop banging on about it?
- What?
It's only 'cause you
wanna get it on with her.
And now she's planning
on bringing all this gear over
from Amsterdam you're getting,
well, I don't know, fixated.
- I'm not getting fixated!
- Yes, you are!
Do you think she struggles
to satisfy herself, sexually, I mean?
You know, pussy the size of a bucket,
some guys would find it hard!
Maybe she only fucks guys
with really big dicks.
- [ringing]
- See, that's what I'm thinking.
So if I can just work out a way
for her to find out about what I got,
- I could well be in.
- [man] Who is it?
- It's Frank.
- [door buzzes]
Guys, this is Mandy.
Mandy, feign indifference
- towards the guys, please.
- Hello, Mandy!
You boys want a drink or something?
- No, I'm good, thanks.
- [man] Yeah, why not?
Thanks, man.
So what have you
two tomcats been up to?
- Prowling around?
- This and that.
What about you, Fitz?
You throwing a party or something?
You know me, Frank,
all work and no play. [chuckles]
- [Frank] It's a lot of gear.
- Yeah, it's me birthday.
- [man] Happy birthday, Fitz.
- [Fitz] Thank you, Tony.
Cor, that tastes like trouble.
What's the matter, Frank,
so I'm buying a lot of gear.
You should be happy.
Valuable customer.
Just wondering where
my invite was, that's all.
You don't need an invite,
Frank, you're always welcome.
So, two ounces, that's 3,200, yeah?
I'll just go and consult
with the bank of Fitz.
[Tony] That's gonna be some party,
right? You gonna be there?
Bet you are. I bet you love it,
you and your mates.
You're Frank, aren't you?
- That's right, yeah.
- You're cute.
You're dogged out of your mind.
How much gear have you two been doing?
Tons.
Tell you what, Frank,
we gotta come to this party.
- [Fitz] Where you going?
- [Mandy] I'm going to take a shower.
[Fitz] Take a shower. Sounds like
the start of a fucking porn film.
She's a very beautiful woman, Fitz.
Where'd you meet her?
Fuck you! She's not a prostitute.
And, fuck you, don't eye rape
my fucking girlfriend next time, yeah!
Listen, Frank, I've only got
three grand on me. Do it for that, yeah?
It's 3,200 for two ounces, like I said.
Yeah, but I've only got
three in the house.
- [Frank] So what are you saying?
- Well, got a bit of wiggle room?
How about you just pay me the money?
Come on, Frank. [scoffs]
Three thousand.
Let's go.
[door opens, closes]
[car approaching]
[car doors closing]
[woman] It's possible, yeah,
but wouldn't it be easier
- to swallow it or something?
- So are you saying you wouldn't do it,
- or that you couldn't do it?
- I'm not a drug smuggler, Tony.
I mean, if they catch you,
you get ten years!
But if you had to,
what if you had to do it?
[down-tempo music plays]
Well, I wouldn't swallow it.
What if it burst?
I'd probably shove it up my ass.
- You see, proof!
- That's not proof!
A lady can't fit
that much gak up her cunt!
- Don't use that word.
- All right,
- what am I supposed to say?
- I don't know!
- Pussy.
- Pussy's better.
- I like cats. They're slinky.
- [Tony] OK.
So if she's planning on putting
half a kilo of coke up her...
...pussy, by my reckoning,
Frank's well within his rights
to check if this is possible, right?
- You're fucking crazy.
- He's fixated!
I'm not fucking fixated! It's just...
You're in for how much?
- Eighteen.
- Eighteen grand.
That is a lot of money, Frank.
He just wants to be sure.
- So when's she going then?
- First thing tomorrow.
Did you hear about
Ronnie-Rae's friend, Luca?
- Got raided.
- Yeah?
Say she could go down
for a couple of years.
Yeah, well Ronnie-Rae's
a fucking lunatic.
I was wondering, can you
stretch to an extra 5O a week?
- It's risky, Frank.
- Yeah. No problem.
You coming home later?
I don't know.
I'm still really rough from last night.
Tiredness is something we can
work around though, right?
I'll see how I feel later.
[techno music plays]
[car accelerating]
[music continues]
[techno music playing]
[inaudible chatter]
Danaka?
Danaka. She's outside?
[grunts] Right, all set?
Just need the money,
then I'm on my way.
Ton)'-
[groans] Hi, Tony.
I didn't see you back there.
Cheers.
- What time do you get in?
- Thursday.
Fly first thing tomorrow morning,
pick up the gear, train to Brussels,
then on the Eurostar
first thing Thursday morning.
- Are you gonna pick me up?
- Maybe.
Fuck it, I gotta ask her.
- [Frank] Oi.
- Can I ask you a question?
Well, it depends what it is.
Do you really think
you can fit it all in?
Are you seriously asking
what I think you're asking?
Yeah.
Tell you what,
you show me yours...
...and I show you mine.
- For real?
- [Danaka] Mmm-hmm.
Come on, Tony, what have
you got to be scared of?
Oh, I'm not scared.
Whatever the opposite
of scared is, that's me.
[belt jingling]
- [chuckles]
- What? What, it's cold!
Oi, leave it out, oi! Oi!
- Frank! Oi!
- Ah, that is brilliant!
[laughing] See you later, boys.
[up-tempo music plays]
- What?
- Get in!
[song continues]
[inaudible]
[inaudible]
- [shouts]
- Fuck off!
- [yen
_ [Tony] COSTQQ or"
- [glass bottle breaking]
- [shouting]
[indistinct shouting]
[groans]
[men grunting]
Aah!
- Whoo!
- [music, noise fades]
[music starts again]
Whoo!
Hey, I'm sorry about the mess.
He's got a problem with my mate.
He did it last week as well.
Are we cool?
[music continues over dialogue]
[techno music plays]
- [inaudible]
- [laughter]
[inaudible]
[inaudible]
- [techno music plays]
- [inaudible chatter]
Whoo!
Wasted!
[laughter]
[indistinct cheering]
[inaudible]
Fuck! Fuck!
I can't believe she
fucked that Chinese guy.
- What was his name?
- Fuck knows.
Some girls just go for Orientals.
It's like a fetish or something.
No, the bloke she was with
in the club wasn't Oriental.
Yeah, well, he's a fucking pussy,
him and his crew.
See that roundhouse kick
I give him, Bruce Lee style?
- Yeah. Turned a few heads.
- Fuck off.
What's his name, northern bloke.
He was there last night,
he asked after ya!
Dunno who you're talking about.
Yeah, you do.
You were inside with him!
Marvin or Melvin or something.
No.
Yeah, well, he said
he's gonna give you a call.
Said he was looking to score.
Big time player.
Gave him your number.
What?
Since when did you start
handing out my number?
- You know him, though!
- How come I don't remember him?
Idunno.
'Cause your brain's fucking sludge!
Dunno what you're so pissed off about.
Should be charging you
commission or something.
Fuck. Fuck!
Who did this,
you fucking shitbags?
- Come here, you little bastards!
- [Tony laughing]
- Frank, leave it!
- Get back here, you little fucking...
Truthfully, Frank,
it was a pretty shit car, mate!
But it was your car,
and someone's raped it!
- Shut the fuck up!
- [continues laughing]
[up-tempo music plays]
- All right?
- Yeah, I'm all right. You?
Put it this way, my luck's
gotta change sometime soon.
- [indistinct]
- [cell phone ringing]
- Thanks.
- See you 'round.
[phone ringing]
- [man] Hello?
- Who's this?
- You rang me, mate. Who are you?
- You just rang my number.
Frank. Frank, it's me, Marlon.
Your mate gave me your number.
Sorry, mate,
I don't know any Marlon-s.
Marlon Burroughs! I was in
Pentonville same time as ya.
Come on, Frank, you can't have
forgotten! The Marlonator!
Oh, sure, sure.
Yeah, Marlon. How's it going?
- You all right, Frank?
- Marlon.
How's it going, man? Good to see ya.
What are we doing meeting here,
you fucking weirdo?
You used to be a mate
of Greek Paul's, right?
Yeah. Greek Paul, yeah.
A good bloke,
but a bit of a cunt, though.
Thought he was God's gift at pool.
I must have taken a couple of
hundred quid off him when I was inside.
Listen, mate, Tony said
you were in business, and...
- Tony said that?
- Yeah.
- You know Tony, gobby twat.
- What did he say?
He said you might be able to
hook me up with some Cadbury's.
[exhales] No, mate.
Sorry, I don't do that anymore.
- What, really?
- Gave it all up.
Well, do you know anyone
who could hook me up?
- I need to get hold of a box.
- A key?
- Well, I can pay up to 45 a gram.
- You got cash?
[snorts] Come on, mate, I'm not a cunt.
Let me look into it.
I'll give you a call
in a couple of hours, yeah?
[indistinct chattering]
[laughter]
- All right, guys?
- Hey, Frankie, my friend!
[groans]
Huh?
- Hey, Frank, how are you?
- I'm good, yeah.
I mean, some kids fucked up my car,
but otherwise I'm good.
Some kids fucked up your car?
- Yeah.
- Too bad, Frankie.
- You know who did it?
- Nah.
Ah, that's too bad, eh?
Remember when you used to drive
this piece of shit convertible?
- Huh?
- Yeah.
Come, come, come, come, come here.
Here is something to cheer you up.
- Ah.
- This you have taste.
Baklava. I made this myself.
- You made this yourself?
- Yes, Frank.
Taste it. Come on, taste it.
[speaks foreign language] Come on.
[speaks foreign language] Huh?
Taste it, Frank. Come on.
- Huh? Good? Good, huh?
- Oh!
- Really good. Wow!
- Ah!
Shall I teach you, eh?
You can learn that, it's easy.
Pastry, butter, nuts.
Pastry, butter, nuts.
Can we talk?
Can we talk? Yeah.
To make the syrup,
take some sugar, lot of sugar.
Boil up with some water and
lemon juice, and pour it over!
Easy peasy!
Easy peasy lemon squeezy!
Hey! That's good.
[bOth] Serefe.
- [groans] Eh?
- OK, so we talk.
There's this bloke, you don't know him,
I was inside with him.
He wants to buy a
key of coke... tomorrow.
Tomorrow. That's a little fast.
- What's the hurry?
- Don't know.
And how will it happen?
Well, I'll pick the gear up
here tomorrow, do the deal,
come back with the money.
Frankie, you already
owe me three grand.
You're my friend, but you owe me money,
and money's not here is the problem.
You understand?
I have a problem, three grand.
Well, this way you'll get
the three grand quicker.
I gave you this three grand on credit.
You said you'd be back with
this money when it was sold,
and now money's not here.
That's OK, we are friends,
yeah, la-la-la-la-la?
And now you want to borrow a key.
- That's a lot.
- Yeah, it's a lot,
but it's a good deal. He's all right.
- Hakan... [speaks foreign language]
- [pulls slide back]
OK, the dope is here
tomorrow, 12 o'clock.
OK.
And, Frank, you promise.
I'm a boomerang,
I come straight back.
I'm serious! Straight afterwards
you are here with money.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
OK, 45 for gram.
- Forty.
- Forty-five.
- When do I see the three grand?
- Just as soon as I'm...
Tomorrow.
Yeah.
All right?
Ah, that's Robbie. He's proper.
OK, you can have it
for 5O quid a gram.
That's 5O grand. We said 45.
- All right, let's say 47, yeah?
- Fifty. It's quality stuff.
All right, 50.
I wanna try some now.
Right.
[inaudible chatter]
- Here.
- Cheers.
[sniffing]
- OK?
- Yeah, it's OK.
- Tomorrow at two.
- Two o'clock sharp.
Listen, any chance we can meet
somewhere a bit more central?
- Where do you wanna meet?
- Dunno, Stokey?
- Do you know the car wash?
- Yeah.
Two-thirty.
[all speaking in foreign language]
[all laughing]
- Frankie, my friend.
- Hey.
- Twelve o'clock.
- Twelve o'clock.
Good!
- All right?
- Hey, Frank, how's it going?
This is my cousin, Meten.
Meten, this is Frank.
- Frank.
- [exhales]
- Hey, you want some of this?
- Hmm?
- Want some of this?
- Nah, it's too fucking sweet.
- Sugar's good for you.
- He made me eat some yesterday.
[speaking foreign language]
[door opening]
Thanks. Take it easy.
- Frankie!
- Yeah?
Shall see you soon, huh?
Yeah, around 3:30, four o'clock.
[Tony snorting, sniffing]
Oh, yeah. Whoo!
- That's good.
- Yeah, it's good, innit?
- What are you cutting it with?
- It's normal.
- I'm just asking.
- Babylax! Baby magic!
Everyone does it!
Now you've seen it get done!
- OK.
- All right.
Let's g0!
- [Tony] See ya.
- All right.
[indistinct shouting]
[techno music plays]
All right, Maurice? Looking sharp.
- Oh, Frank. Nice to see you.
- Yeah, you too.
Hello.
Whoo!
Frankie boy!
[shouting indistinctly]
Does Flo ever bring her work home?
Not anymore.
I saw a guy leaving once.
I followed him.
He walked down
onto the canal, you know?
He stops, he's having
a piss up against the wall.
I walk up behind him and I say,
"That's the ugliest
looking dick I've ever seen."
- What did he say?
- Nothing.
He just kinda looked at me.
He couldn't do anything
'cause he was still taking a piss.
Grabbed him by the neck,
smashed him off the fucking wall,
he went down, did a few
Fred Astaire moves on him.
Should have kicked him properly,
roundhouse style!
- Oh, there weren't room.
- Right, watch this, right.
- The circle kick. Stand still.
- If you hit me...
- Yah!
_ [popping Sound]
[screams]
Shit! Fuck!
- Ah, fuck! Ah!
- Come on!
Come on, we haven't got time for this.
- It really hurts.
- Let me have a look.
Leave it. I'll do it, all right?
I can't see anything with your shoe on.
- Be more gentle then! Fucking hell!
- All right! Sit still.
- Sit still.
- [screams] Ah, it hurts like fuck.
It's all right, you've just twisted it.
- Is it all right?
- Yeah, it's fine.
- They're here.
- [car approaching]
- Come on then.
- I ain't moving!
- Eh?
- I'm incapacitated!
Jesus Christ. Give me the gear.
- [Marlon] You all right, Frank?
- Where are we going?
[Marlon] Do it on the hop. It's safer.
- You got the gear?
- [Frank] You got the money?
- You all right, mate?
- What do you mean?
- You just seem a little agitated.
- Well, you wanna know how I feel?
- I just wanna see the gear.
- Sure, let's see the money first.
Frank, mate, you always
get the gear out first.
Yeah, well you might do it
that way up north, mate,
- but down here it's the money first.
- Look, don't be a cunt.
The price I'm paying
I wanna see the gear!
[tires squealing]
- [alarms wailing]
- Fuck, dibble!
[horn honking]
[techno music plays]
[alarms wailing]
Move!
[ducks quacking]
Sit down.
- You want a cup of tea?
- Yeah. Thanks.
- Managed to warm up a bit?
- Yeah.
You look tired, Frank.
Well, my room
wasn't exactly comfortable.
[man] Listen, you little prick,
you're in big fucking trouble.
- Is that right?
- [woman] Come on, Frank,
- we got you fair and square.
- How come you ain't charged me?
- We wanna hear it from you.
- [man] How much was there?
- Half a kilo? More?
- Don't know what you're talking about.
[woman] Must be pretty scary
being you right now, Frank.
Somewhere out there
someones missing that dope,
and they're not gonna stop
looking for you until they find you.
And when they find you... well...
Maybe he needs a little bit
of time to think about it.
Unless there's anything you wanna say?
[screams]
[door unlocking]
[grunts]
[woman] Who's your source, Frank?
Who do you buy from?
[man] Still got nothing to say?
[woman] How you gonna pay them back,
a small-time dealer like you?
No way you've got that much, no way.
Tell us who they are, we'll protect you.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Yes, you do.
We've got a signed statement
from Tony Cartwright.
Picked him up same time as you.
I don't know what you're talking about.
[woman] Well, Tony does.
Tony seems to know a lot,
Frank, especially about you.
[man] We know everything, Frank.
Talk to us.
It's for your own good.
[man] We all know, as soon as
you walk through those doors,
you're completely fucked.
Tell us, who supplied the dope?
[woman] It's all here.
We just wanna hear it from you.
If it's all there
why don't you charge me?
[woman] You've got
no friends out there, Frank.
Don't you get it? You're on your own.
[sultry music plays]
- [woman screams]
- Fuck.
- [screams] Fuck!
- What did you say?
- What did you fucking say?
- [screams] I didn't say nothing!
- You're a fucking twat!
- You set the whole thing up!
No, Frank, I didn't say anything.
They didn't catch me!
Frank, I got away... [grunts]
Fuck!
- Leave it out, Frank!
- [Frank] What did you say?
What did you fucking say?
[screams]
[grunting]
[music muted]
[Spits]
[train passing]
[techno music plays]
[exhales]
Milo. I'm sorry. Fuck, I'm sorry.
Frankie, what a surprise!
I'm so sorry
I didn't show up yesterday.
- I'm sorry.
- We had a deal.
- Yeah.
- What was it?
I was gonna come
straight back with the money.
Hakan, can you remember if
we had an appointment yesterday?
Frank, you're like
my son for me, you know?
- Yeah.
- Come with me.
Sit down.
So what happened, Frank?
I don't have the dope...
and I don't have the money.
You don't have the dope,
and you don't have the money.
- Why?
- The police got me.
You were busted. Eh, Frankie was busted
with whole kilo of dope, huh!
And you're not in jail or,
how it's called, solitary?
- Strange.
- It's in the lake.
- All the dope's in the lake.
- What is it doing in the lake?
I put it there. I had to.
- Kilo of dope in the lake?
- I know. It's fucked!
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
think about those ducks.
Lucky ducks or flying fishes
or something like that, huh?
[chuckles] No, no, no, tell me story.
Tell me something else here, huh?
- There isn't anything else.
- Tell me, were you busted or not?
Come on, I told you I was busted.
- So what's the number?
- What number?
The reference number.
Every time crime is committed
cops give it number.
- So they can look it up.
- Yeah.
They didn't give me one.
I mean, they didn't charge me!
And you expect me to believe that?
- It's the truth, Milo, I swear.
- Frank, you owe me 55,000.
It's not 55.
[chuckles] It's 45,
plus the three from before,
- that's... 48.
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
It was 48, now is 55.
You want to know why, huh?
- Ask me. Ask me.
- Why?
For the bullshit story you brought me!
That's what it's for!
And you can see it keeps getting bigger
and bigger more bullshit I hear!
Forty-eight plus seven, 55!
- Where is the money?
- I'll get it.
- All of them?
- Sure.
- Now?
- Well, I can get you some of it now.
I can get you... 20,
no problem, straightaway.
OK, OK. Hakan can go with you.
No, there's something
I've gotta do first,
then I'll come
straight back with the 20.
- Is it bullshit, Frank?
- No, I just gotta pick it up.
OK, OK! OK, and the rest?
A couple of days.
I've got a batch coming in from the Dam.
- Once I've shifted that, I'll have it.
- OK.
Now 20, then 35, huh?
Listen to me, Marlon, you fucking cunt.
Whatever happened back there
had nothing to do with me.
The way I see it,
you've got my money, right?
I haven't got anything of yours.
So you're gonna give me
that money back,
and if you don't I'm gonna
track you down, wherever you are,
and I'm gonna take it back off you.
[line ringing]
[Danaka] This is Danaka.
I'm not here, so say something nice,
and if I like it I'll call you back.
- [beep]
- Danaka, it's Frank.
Listen, I didn't make it to the station,
but give us a call,
'cause I tell you what,
I really need to meet up soon-ish.
[door opens]
Frank, you all right?
You want a drink?
I'll get you a drink.
You gonna be all right?
You'll be able to get the money?
Yeah, it's not the money
that's the problem.
It's the time, you know what I mean?
Sure. Milo wants me to give you a hand.
I'll be all right. Honestly.
I know what people can be like.
Sometimes when you come to collect,
they'll do anything
not to pay, you know?
Anything.
There was this guy,
fucked Milo over six grand.
Been there a few times
to ask for the money nicely.
In the end, I had to
go out there with a knife.
- It was bad.
- What happened, in the end?
He paid.
He had the money all along.
Only now he walks with a limp.
[laughs] I mean,
how stupid is that, huh?
[traffic whooshing]
[birds chirping]
- Frank!
- [dog barks]
She knew it was you before you
come in, didn't you, Bessie?
All right, Jack. Listen,
I need the money you owe me.
Yeah. All right, Frank.
All in good time.
Do you want a cup of tea first?
- I can't stay long.
- Everything all right?
- I just need the money.
- Yeah, well, I ain't got it, Frank.
- You know that, don't you?
- When can you get it?
Idunno.
You must be able to get
a hold of it somehow. Come on.
Frank, I tell you what,
look here you are.
Here, mate, look.
There's, well, 2O quid there.
You must have more than this.
Come on. What else do you spend it on?
Dope, Frank, I spend it on dope.
Listen, Jack, I'm coming back
here tomorrow, and I want the money.
- Look, Frank...
- All of it.
- I can't, mate.
- All of it.
- Frank! Frank!
- It's 1,400.
- Are you serious? Frank...
- Get a loan.
Remortgage this place, I don't care.
- Come back, Frank.
- Just do it.
- Talk to me, mate. Frank!
- Just do it!
[ladder crashing against wall]
[grunts]
[line ringing]
[Danaka] This is Danaka.
- [Flo] I tried calling you.
- I've been busy.
What, you want me to get it now?
Yeah, all of it.
Listen, my car's fucked.
Is it all right if I borrow yours
for a couple of days?
Sure. Only I left it round Brian's
the other night after that karaoke.
And, remember, it's not technically
mine so be careful with it, OK?
- Is this it?
- It's 5,000.
- No, there's gotta be more than that.
- There isn't. I write it all down.
- You do what?
- Here.
It's written like noughts and crosses.
Each cross is a 1,000 pounds,
and then when you take money out
I put a line through it
like the game's over.
[Sighs]
[snorting]
- Did you speak to Danaka yet?
- No. Why, have you?
She put a picture of
Tony's dick on her page.
- Did she say if she's back yet?
- Dunno. Didn't she call you?
- Would I be asking if she had?
- Jesus, Frank!
Frank, is everything all right?
Yeah. It's fine.
See you later.
[techno music plays]
[inaudible]
[Frank] I've got a bunch of gear
coming in from Amsterdam.
- I need to shift it.
- All right. Step into my office.
- [Frank] Are you interested or not?
- I'm always interested, Frank.
I'll give you 3O for half a key.
- Ah, fuck!
- [groans] Mate, that's properly rank.
- Tell you what, though...
- Ah, Jesus.
The way to fix it is to
put it in a bowl of rice.
- What the fuck for?
- Dries it out.
Absorbs the moisture.
Here, do you know anyone
who wants to buy a piece?
- Are you serious? Jesus!
- Fucking serious, mate.
Automatics, semi-automatics,
I got all sorts.
No, mate.
All right, call me
when you got it, yeah?
[sultry music plays]
- All right, Frank?
- All right.
All right?
All right, Frank,
what the fuck happened?
- What?
- You and Tony.
It was nothing. May I borrow your phone?
He's in hospital!
Say they might have to
put a pin in his jaw.
Well, maybe that'll teach him
to keep his mouth shut.
- Here.
- [line ringing]
Come on, Frank,
what the fuck happened?
We fell out! Friends fall out!
- You fell out with Paula.
- Paula's not in intensive care!
[Danaka] This is Danaka. I'm...
- Do you wanna go to this party?
- Is it gonna be any good?
[snorting]
Yeah. It's V-VIP.
We're on the list.
Hey, Milo, it's me. Frank.
Yeah, I know, my phone's fucked.
I'm not trying to fuck you about,
I don't have it yet.
Yeah, sure,
however you wanna play it.
Tell him to meet me tomorrow,
we can do it then.
OK?
[techno music plays]
[inaudible]
[inaudible]
[inaudible]
- What's wrong? What is it?
- Nothing.
[exhales] Who was that
bloke you were talking to?
- No one.
- What did he say?
- You really wanna know?
- Yeah.
He offered me a 100 quid
to suck his dick.
He thought I was a whore!
- Aren't you?
- No, I'm not, Frank.
All right, I'm working
as a dancer right now,
and sometimes I do
a bit of escorting,
but that is not
the same as being a whore.
[canned laughter on television]
[indistinct chattering]
[low buzzing, static]
[exhales]
[Milo] Frank, where is the money?
[door opens]
All right, Tony?
- How you feeling?
- Shit...
Listen, you're probably thinking
that I've come round here to apologize.
But I haven't.
I need that 800 you owe me.
Six fifty.
- We'll call it quits, yeah?
- [whispering] Fuck off.
Now fuck off.
[birds chirping]
Hey, Frank! Who's this?
- I've been trying to call you.
- Good.
Does that mean you've got the money?
Frank, mate, I can get it for you,
all of it, by the end of the month.
I need it now.
The end of the month's too late.
Frank, please! Please, Frank!
- Look, calm down.
- Don't tell me to calm down.
This guy is gonna rip your
kneecaps out if you don't pay up.
Here, look...
That's worth a few bob.
What am I supposed to do with that?
It's not my money anymore,
do you understand?
- I can't help you.
- Here, Frank, please, for fuck's sake!
- [shouts]
- You're a fucking insect,
you know that?
- Huh?
- Look, hang on, shut up!
Shut up, wait, wait, wait!
I've gotta say something!
Look, look, I know a bloke
who can get the money.
Too late for that.
It's my money, I want it now.
Can you get it now,
right now, yes or no?
- No. [shouts]
- [Hakan] Wrong answer.
Come on, I'm not going to shoot you.
What's the point in that?
I want my money.
You're going to rob a bank.
- He can't rob a bank.
- Anyone can rob a bank.
- Look at him. He can't rob a bank.
- He's fine.
- Which bank do you wanna do, huh?
- [panting] I don't know. [sobbing]
We'll hit the first one we see.
- Come on!
- [thudding]
- [Jack screams]
- [Hakan] Time to go.
Can I, can I have a...
Can I have a line?
- Yeah. When you give me the money.
- No.
Yeah, let him have one now.
- [Hakan] No.
- [Frank] Give him one.
[Hakan] He gets shit 'til it's done.
Milo wants his money.
- [sobbing]
- Come on, let's go.
[Frank] Listen, we don't
need to do this. This is...
[gunshofl
[high-pitched ringing]
[muffled] So what happens now?
[Hakan] We need to
get rid of this shotgun.
It's got both our prints on it.
- [ringing fades]
- What are you gonna tell Milo?
I'll tell him what happened.
But you should go see him.
Give him what you got,
anything else you can get hold of.
Seriously, Frank,
all he wants is his money.
Something's better than nothing, yeah?
Yeah, sure.
[starting engine]
Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck!
[beeping]
[line ringing]
- [Danaka] This is Danaka.
- For fuck's sake!
Milo, it's me. Frank.
[Milo] Hey, Frankie, where are you?
We had an agreement.
- Did Hakan tell you what happened?
- Yeah, he told me what happened.
But that was an unforeseen circumstance.
- I haven't got the money.
- Come by now.
Bring me what you get,
and we can talk about it.
I'll come by tomorrow.
By tomorrow, lunchtime,
I should have it all, all of it.
Listen, Frankie, I like you,
but if you don't come round tomorrow,
you won't be able to walk again,
you understand?
[fast-paced sounds playing]
- [cheering]
- [hissing]
[sounds continue]
[door opening]
Hey, Frank.
[dropping keys on table]
- What you watching?
- Dunno.
Some sort of program.
Are you all right?
Yeah.
What's that? Is that for me?
Open it.
I'm sorry... for last night.
- You want me to try it on?
- No. Don't.
Ho, no, I'm not tea...
[inhales, exhales deeply]
- That's enough. That's enough.
- I wanna say thank you.
Don't.
I said that's enough!
[door slams]
[phone rings]
Danaka, where the fuck are ya?
- ...cafe'. Do you know of it?
- Yeah!
- Well, it's by the...
- Yes, I know where that is!
You fucking wait there, just wait!
I'm on my way! I'm gonna be there in...
- Or I could get on the tube and come...
- No!
- No, you... stay...
- You sure? Surely...
Danaka, listen to me,
stay where you are! I'm on my way!
So what's all this
meeting in public places, huh?
- You look like shit.
- Yeah, thanks, Frank.
- You don't look so good yourself.
- So have you got the gear?
Here. Half a kilo as discussed.
- What's this?
- What the fuck do you think it is?
- It's cut to fuck. What is it?
- Well, I haven't touched it!
That's fucking lemonade. That is sugar.
- You're taking the piss.
- Fuck you, Frank!
I went to the address, like you said!
I picked it up, like you said!
- Where the fuck is it?
- That's it!
- I promise you.
- Did you check it?
- Yeah!
- Did you check it?
Yeah. Yeah, I mean...
I think, I think I did.
They might have switched the bags.
Frank. Listen, Frank,
I'm sorry. If there's...
It was Bob you met, yeah,
the Dutch guy, Dutch...
Yeah, Dutch Bob. I was there,
he gave me the stuff and then...
[footsteps approaching]
Hey, Frank,
we've been looking for you.
- Who's this?
- This is Danaka.
You just been in Europe?
- Good trip?
- Yeah.
Well, it was nice seeing you
and everything, Danaka,
but I should probably
talk to these guys for a bit.
OK.
- [door bell jingling]
- [door slams]
So where you been, Frank?
I couldn't pay him back at the time.
- And now you can?
- Mmm-hmm.
You wanna give the shit to me now?
She travelled back from Amsterdam
with half a kilo of dextrose up her ass.
You think this is funny?
You got two hours, Frank.
In two hours' time
you'd better have 35 grand...
...or you won't have
any fucking kneecaps.
Do you understand?
- [door bell jingling]
- [door slams]
[ringing bell]
[door opening]
- Hello, Mum.
- Hello.
Come in.
- How are you?
- [Frank] I'm fine.
- What are you up to these days?
- Different things, you know.
- You hungry?
- No.
- Sure? Get you a sandwich.
- No, I'm all right.
Have you got any money?
I've gotta get a hold
of some money today.
- What for?
- I owe it to someone.
- How much?
- Thirty-five grand.
Thirty-five thousand pounds?!
If they don't get it today,
they're gonna kill me.
- Can't you go to the police?
- You have it?
These people,
can't you talk to them?
They don't wanna talk,
they just want their money.
I've got about 300 pounds
in cash in the house,
and... 2,500 in my savings account.
- I'm going out.
- OK.
[no audio on TV]
I was thinking, maybe we should
go away together some time.
I don't know,
for a weekend or something.
- On holiday?
- Yeah.
See you later.
[techno music plays]
What?
[pounding on door]
[coughs]
- Where's the gear?
- What?
- Where's the gear?
- What? I gave it to you!
That wasn't it! I want my gear!
- Where is it?
- I told you what happened!
Where have you been then?
Why didn't you answer the phone?
- What?
- Tell me!
- What?
- She was with me!
- No.
- Who the fuck are you?
No! No, Frank, he's got
nothing to do with this!
Frank, leave him! Stop!
He's got nothing to do with this, Frank!
- Do you know where my gear is?
- Frank, stop!
- Do you know where my gear is?
- It's in Amsterdam!
- Where's my gear?
- It's in Amsterdam. Frank!
It never left! He ripped us off!
- It's in Amsterdam?
- Yeah, in Amsterdam.
Please! Please! [sobbing]
So you thought you could take my money.
Did you think you can
fucking rip me off?
- I'm coming over there to fuck...
- [Bob] To do what, Frank?
That money doesn't exist anymore.
And this time tomorrow
neither will you.
[hangs UP]
[sirens wailing in the distance]
What else have you got?
Three hundred for the .32,
450 for the nine-mil.
- You got bullets as well?
- Fifty quid a pack.
I'll take 'em both.
And the cash.
[techno music plays]
- [music continues]
- [overlapping chatter]
[indistinct chattering]
[indistinct chattering]
Where's Fitz?
Is he inside?
Take me to Fitz now.
H9)'-
- You're cute.
- Where is he?
I think you should have
a line before you see him.
- Come on, he's not in here.
- You seem tense, Frank.
- I like that about you.
- [inhaling sharply]
- It's like you're not scared of anyone.
- No.
You don't know what
you're talking about.
Oh, but I do.
I know what it's like, Frank.
Sometimes it feels like you're
on a train, and you wanna get off.
Don't you wanna get off, Frank?
[laughing]
Go on, Frank.
[indistinct chattering]
Fucking banging!
It's back. Listen to this.
_ Oi, go on. [laughs]
' [Squeals]
Frankie!
All right, mate, how you doing?
What's with the fucking guns, Frankie?
Making me go soft, man!
[whispers] Happy birthday, Fitz.
The safe, now.
Put the fucking guns down, man.
What the fuck are you doing? Frank.
Put the fucking gun down, man!
- Come on!
- Fuck's sake...
What the fuck's the matter with you?
What the fuck is going on?
Fuck's sake!
What the fuck is going on here?
- [Frank] Open it!
- What?
- The safe!
- What fucking safe?
There. Open it. Now.
Come on!
Stay there. You stay there!
[techno music continues]
- You fucking did me up!
- Shut the fuck up! Get back!
- [screaming]
- Get back! Shut up!
Now get back! Shut up!
- It's my fucking house, Frank!
- [Frank] Get back!
It's my fucking house!
Shut up! What are you looking at?
- Stay back now!
- Cunt!
You, put your bag on the table now!
Put your bag on the table!
Rings, jewelry, watches,
wallets on the table now!
Quickly, come on! You, do it!
Do it! On the table!
[sounds recede]
- Stay back I said!
- [Fitz] Fuck you, Frank!
[panting] Come on!
[tires screeching]
[moans]
[sighing]
Hey, Frank, need a lift?
No, I'm all right.
You carrying a gun?
- I just need more time.
- Time's up.
You need to come with me now.
[starting engine]
How is going, Frank?
I've got seven grand in there,
plus about a grand
and a half's worth of gear.
That's what, eight?
[speaks foreign language]
Frank, you owe me 55. Say it.
Fifty-five thousand.
- I just need two days.
- Two what?
- Two days and it's yours.
- You had enough time, Frank, huh?
How did you get here? You drive here?
Give me the key to the car.
Let us say two grand, huh?
What a nice car, Frank.
Things must look up, huh?
Eh, nice, nice.
What else, huh?
Oh, good one, ah.
Oh, yeah, yeah. Good...
How much we should say?
Two hundred fifty quid, huh?
This OK, 250? OK, 250.
Eh, Frankie! We are moving, eh!
- Ah, Frankie, huh!
- I've got some H stashed.
- That's worth a couple of thousand.
- Good, good, good. Yeah, hey, good.
Hey, Hakan... [speaks foreign language]
- [speaks foreign language]
- OK! No problem!
Hakan can pick up it for you, huh?
No, he can't, he can't.
It's stashed in a
lock-up at the market.
They'll only let me up there.
We've got an arrangement.
Oh, another problem.
Ah! Always problem with you, Frankie.
How many problems you have?
Can you call?
You can call, yeah?
You have arrangement there.
Call them, yeah?
Call them, you can, yeah.
[line ringing]
- [man] Hello?
- [Frank] Hi. ls Maurice there?
- [inaudible response]
- Well, when's he gonna be back?
Looks like we'll have to
pick it up in a bit.
Hakan.
, [Speaks foreign mnguage]
' [groans]
- [screams]
- Hey! Hakan and Meten, hey, hey.
Frank, where are you, huh?
[grunts]
- What now, Frank, huh?
- I didn't do anything wrong!
You didn't do anything wrong.
You my friend, Frank.
I trust you and you betray me.
You fucking betray me!
You fucked me! You fucked me!
Hakan, we're going
to sort this little fucker out!
Frank, you fucking me!
You fucking me, Frank!
- [music turned up loud]
- Now I will show you.
Now I will show you,
you little fucker!
You fucked me!
[screams]
Come on, Frank.
We can go like that all night, yeah...
...unless you want to
tell me something, huh?
Frank!
Amsterdam.
You are getting some money.
Where from, huh?
- Amsterdam. He ripped me off.
- You ripped me off.
- I didn't.
- There's no Amsterdam.
- You stole from me!
- I didn't, I didn't, I didn't do that.
No, that's that you are thief or liar!
Hakan, show him what we are doing
with the people who steal money from us!
- Milo!
- Hakan, cut his finger off!
You're scared now, huh? Huh, Frankie?
[moaning]
[screaming]
[screams] Hey, fuck you, huh!
- [screams]
- Fucker! Get the fucker!
[panting]
[horn honking]
[pounding on door]
- [Frank moaning]
- Oh, shit.
[groans]
[whimpers]
[soft groan]
[exhales]
- What time is it?
- Twelve.
[inhales, exhales deeply]
What happened?
I got the shit kicked out of me.
" WhO by?
' some guys.
What now?
I gotta get out of London.
What are you doing?
I mean...
Do you wanna come with me?
- Do you want me to come?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I want you to come.
Where?
Don't know.
Somewhere hot.
Where do you wanna go?
Spain. I wanna go to Spain.
Spain!
OK, let's go to Spain.
[techno music plays]
[techno music becomes softer]
[door slams]
[loud rattling]
[footsteps approaching]
[groans]
Frank? What are you doing?
[shuddering]
[techno music plays]
[Frank] One more stop, then we can go.
[indistinct chattering]
[techno music plays]
[inaudible]
- How much?
- You can have it all for a grand.
- Eight hundred.
- No.
- Eight hundred.
- OK.
- Wait here.
- Oi!
[phone ringing]
- [Milo] Frank?
- Yeah.
- How are you?
- Why?
- We have a problem.
- What do you mean "we"?
It's gone too far, Frank.
Too many people talking about us.
Not good for me, not good for you, huh?
We have to fix it.
Well, how do you suggest we do that?
- How much do you have now?
- Six grand.
OK, come with this six grand.
Hang on, I'll call you back.
Later!
We're not going.
It's OK, I spoke to the guy.
It's not a problem.
And what the fuck would
we do in Spain anyway?
[exhales]
[techno music plays]
Flo!
What are you doing?
Wait.
What are you doing?
[woman vocalizing]
[techno music continues]
[woman vocalizing]
[woman vocalizing]
[techno music continues]
[sniffing]
- [man] Inside her?
- [man 2] Yeah.
[man] That's not
physically possible, mate.
That's what she's saying.
- How much?
- Half a key.
That's a lot of gear, mate.
That's like that, innit?
Like the size of a mango or something!
There's no way she could
fit that in her pussy. No way!
[man] Look, she said she's
gonna bring half a kilo back.
- What do I care where she puts it?
- Because it's your money, Frank!
You gotta know what she's doing with it!
Maybe she's planning on
putting some of it up her ass.
- Will you stop banging on about it?
- What?
It's only 'cause you
wanna get it on with her.
And now she's planning
on bringing all this gear over
from Amsterdam you're getting,
well, I don't know, fixated.
- I'm not getting fixated!
- Yes, you are!
Do you think she struggles
to satisfy herself, sexually, I mean?
You know, pussy the size of a bucket,
some guys would find it hard!
Maybe she only fucks guys
with really big dicks.
- [ringing]
- See, that's what I'm thinking.
So if I can just work out a way
for her to find out about what I got,
- I could well be in.
- [man] Who is it?
- It's Frank.
- [door buzzes]
Guys, this is Mandy.
Mandy, feign indifference
- towards the guys, please.
- Hello, Mandy!
You boys want a drink or something?
- No, I'm good, thanks.
- [man] Yeah, why not?
Thanks, man.
So what have you
two tomcats been up to?
- Prowling around?
- This and that.
What about you, Fitz?
You throwing a party or something?
You know me, Frank,
all work and no play. [chuckles]
- [Frank] It's a lot of gear.
- Yeah, it's me birthday.
- [man] Happy birthday, Fitz.
- [Fitz] Thank you, Tony.
Cor, that tastes like trouble.
What's the matter, Frank,
so I'm buying a lot of gear.
You should be happy.
Valuable customer.
Just wondering where
my invite was, that's all.
You don't need an invite,
Frank, you're always welcome.
So, two ounces, that's 3,200, yeah?
I'll just go and consult
with the bank of Fitz.
[Tony] That's gonna be some party,
right? You gonna be there?
Bet you are. I bet you love it,
you and your mates.
You're Frank, aren't you?
- That's right, yeah.
- You're cute.
You're dogged out of your mind.
How much gear have you two been doing?
Tons.
Tell you what, Frank,
we gotta come to this party.
- [Fitz] Where you going?
- [Mandy] I'm going to take a shower.
[Fitz] Take a shower. Sounds like
the start of a fucking porn film.
She's a very beautiful woman, Fitz.
Where'd you meet her?
Fuck you! She's not a prostitute.
And, fuck you, don't eye rape
my fucking girlfriend next time, yeah!
Listen, Frank, I've only got
three grand on me. Do it for that, yeah?
It's 3,200 for two ounces, like I said.
Yeah, but I've only got
three in the house.
- [Frank] So what are you saying?
- Well, got a bit of wiggle room?
How about you just pay me the money?
Come on, Frank. [scoffs]
Three thousand.
Let's go.
[door opens, closes]
[car approaching]
[car doors closing]
[woman] It's possible, yeah,
but wouldn't it be easier
- to swallow it or something?
- So are you saying you wouldn't do it,
- or that you couldn't do it?
- I'm not a drug smuggler, Tony.
I mean, if they catch you,
you get ten years!
But if you had to,
what if you had to do it?
[down-tempo music plays]
Well, I wouldn't swallow it.
What if it burst?
I'd probably shove it up my ass.
- You see, proof!
- That's not proof!
A lady can't fit
that much gak up her cunt!
- Don't use that word.
- All right,
- what am I supposed to say?
- I don't know!
- Pussy.
- Pussy's better.
- I like cats. They're slinky.
- [Tony] OK.
So if she's planning on putting
half a kilo of coke up her...
...pussy, by my reckoning,
Frank's well within his rights
to check if this is possible, right?
- You're fucking crazy.
- He's fixated!
I'm not fucking fixated! It's just...
You're in for how much?
- Eighteen.
- Eighteen grand.
That is a lot of money, Frank.
He just wants to be sure.
- So when's she going then?
- First thing tomorrow.
Did you hear about
Ronnie-Rae's friend, Luca?
- Got raided.
- Yeah?
Say she could go down
for a couple of years.
Yeah, well Ronnie-Rae's
a fucking lunatic.
I was wondering, can you
stretch to an extra 5O a week?
- It's risky, Frank.
- Yeah. No problem.
You coming home later?
I don't know.
I'm still really rough from last night.
Tiredness is something we can
work around though, right?
I'll see how I feel later.
[techno music plays]
[car accelerating]
[music continues]
[techno music playing]
[inaudible chatter]
Danaka?
Danaka. She's outside?
[grunts] Right, all set?
Just need the money,
then I'm on my way.
Ton)'-
[groans] Hi, Tony.
I didn't see you back there.
Cheers.
- What time do you get in?
- Thursday.
Fly first thing tomorrow morning,
pick up the gear, train to Brussels,
then on the Eurostar
first thing Thursday morning.
- Are you gonna pick me up?
- Maybe.
Fuck it, I gotta ask her.
- [Frank] Oi.
- Can I ask you a question?
Well, it depends what it is.
Do you really think
you can fit it all in?
Are you seriously asking
what I think you're asking?
Yeah.
Tell you what,
you show me yours...
...and I show you mine.
- For real?
- [Danaka] Mmm-hmm.
Come on, Tony, what have
you got to be scared of?
Oh, I'm not scared.
Whatever the opposite
of scared is, that's me.
[belt jingling]
- [chuckles]
- What? What, it's cold!
Oi, leave it out, oi! Oi!
- Frank! Oi!
- Ah, that is brilliant!
[laughing] See you later, boys.
[up-tempo music plays]
- What?
- Get in!
[song continues]
[inaudible]
[inaudible]
- [shouts]
- Fuck off!
- [yen
_ [Tony] COSTQQ or"
- [glass bottle breaking]
- [shouting]
[indistinct shouting]
[groans]
[men grunting]
Aah!
- Whoo!
- [music, noise fades]
[music starts again]
Whoo!
Hey, I'm sorry about the mess.
He's got a problem with my mate.
He did it last week as well.
Are we cool?
[music continues over dialogue]
[techno music plays]
- [inaudible]
- [laughter]
[inaudible]
[inaudible]
- [techno music plays]
- [inaudible chatter]
Whoo!
Wasted!
[laughter]
[indistinct cheering]
[inaudible]
Fuck! Fuck!
I can't believe she
fucked that Chinese guy.
- What was his name?
- Fuck knows.
Some girls just go for Orientals.
It's like a fetish or something.
No, the bloke she was with
in the club wasn't Oriental.
Yeah, well, he's a fucking pussy,
him and his crew.
See that roundhouse kick
I give him, Bruce Lee style?
- Yeah. Turned a few heads.
- Fuck off.
What's his name, northern bloke.
He was there last night,
he asked after ya!
Dunno who you're talking about.
Yeah, you do.
You were inside with him!
Marvin or Melvin or something.
No.
Yeah, well, he said
he's gonna give you a call.
Said he was looking to score.
Big time player.
Gave him your number.
What?
Since when did you start
handing out my number?
- You know him, though!
- How come I don't remember him?
Idunno.
'Cause your brain's fucking sludge!
Dunno what you're so pissed off about.
Should be charging you
commission or something.
Fuck. Fuck!
Who did this,
you fucking shitbags?
- Come here, you little bastards!
- [Tony laughing]
- Frank, leave it!
- Get back here, you little fucking...
Truthfully, Frank,
it was a pretty shit car, mate!
But it was your car,
and someone's raped it!
- Shut the fuck up!
- [continues laughing]
[up-tempo music plays]
- All right?
- Yeah, I'm all right. You?
Put it this way, my luck's
gotta change sometime soon.
- [indistinct]
- [cell phone ringing]
- Thanks.
- See you 'round.
[phone ringing]
- [man] Hello?
- Who's this?
- You rang me, mate. Who are you?
- You just rang my number.
Frank. Frank, it's me, Marlon.
Your mate gave me your number.
Sorry, mate,
I don't know any Marlon-s.
Marlon Burroughs! I was in
Pentonville same time as ya.
Come on, Frank, you can't have
forgotten! The Marlonator!
Oh, sure, sure.
Yeah, Marlon. How's it going?
- You all right, Frank?
- Marlon.
How's it going, man? Good to see ya.
What are we doing meeting here,
you fucking weirdo?
You used to be a mate
of Greek Paul's, right?
Yeah. Greek Paul, yeah.
A good bloke,
but a bit of a cunt, though.
Thought he was God's gift at pool.
I must have taken a couple of
hundred quid off him when I was inside.
Listen, mate, Tony said
you were in business, and...
- Tony said that?
- Yeah.
- You know Tony, gobby twat.
- What did he say?
He said you might be able to
hook me up with some Cadbury's.
[exhales] No, mate.
Sorry, I don't do that anymore.
- What, really?
- Gave it all up.
Well, do you know anyone
who could hook me up?
- I need to get hold of a box.
- A key?
- Well, I can pay up to 45 a gram.
- You got cash?
[snorts] Come on, mate, I'm not a cunt.
Let me look into it.
I'll give you a call
in a couple of hours, yeah?
[indistinct chattering]
[laughter]
- All right, guys?
- Hey, Frankie, my friend!
[groans]
Huh?
- Hey, Frank, how are you?
- I'm good, yeah.
I mean, some kids fucked up my car,
but otherwise I'm good.
Some kids fucked up your car?
- Yeah.
- Too bad, Frankie.
- You know who did it?
- Nah.
Ah, that's too bad, eh?
Remember when you used to drive
this piece of shit convertible?
- Huh?
- Yeah.
Come, come, come, come, come here.
Here is something to cheer you up.
- Ah.
- This you have taste.
Baklava. I made this myself.
- You made this yourself?
- Yes, Frank.
Taste it. Come on, taste it.
[speaks foreign language] Come on.
[speaks foreign language] Huh?
Taste it, Frank. Come on.
- Huh? Good? Good, huh?
- Oh!
- Really good. Wow!
- Ah!
Shall I teach you, eh?
You can learn that, it's easy.
Pastry, butter, nuts.
Pastry, butter, nuts.
Can we talk?
Can we talk? Yeah.
To make the syrup,
take some sugar, lot of sugar.
Boil up with some water and
lemon juice, and pour it over!
Easy peasy!
Easy peasy lemon squeezy!
Hey! That's good.
[bOth] Serefe.
- [groans] Eh?
- OK, so we talk.
There's this bloke, you don't know him,
I was inside with him.
He wants to buy a
key of coke... tomorrow.
Tomorrow. That's a little fast.
- What's the hurry?
- Don't know.
And how will it happen?
Well, I'll pick the gear up
here tomorrow, do the deal,
come back with the money.
Frankie, you already
owe me three grand.
You're my friend, but you owe me money,
and money's not here is the problem.
You understand?
I have a problem, three grand.
Well, this way you'll get
the three grand quicker.
I gave you this three grand on credit.
You said you'd be back with
this money when it was sold,
and now money's not here.
That's OK, we are friends,
yeah, la-la-la-la-la?
And now you want to borrow a key.
- That's a lot.
- Yeah, it's a lot,
but it's a good deal. He's all right.
- Hakan... [speaks foreign language]
- [pulls slide back]
OK, the dope is here
tomorrow, 12 o'clock.
OK.
And, Frank, you promise.
I'm a boomerang,
I come straight back.
I'm serious! Straight afterwards
you are here with money.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
OK, 45 for gram.
- Forty.
- Forty-five.
- When do I see the three grand?
- Just as soon as I'm...
Tomorrow.
Yeah.
All right?
Ah, that's Robbie. He's proper.
OK, you can have it
for 5O quid a gram.
That's 5O grand. We said 45.
- All right, let's say 47, yeah?
- Fifty. It's quality stuff.
All right, 50.
I wanna try some now.
Right.
[inaudible chatter]
- Here.
- Cheers.
[sniffing]
- OK?
- Yeah, it's OK.
- Tomorrow at two.
- Two o'clock sharp.
Listen, any chance we can meet
somewhere a bit more central?
- Where do you wanna meet?
- Dunno, Stokey?
- Do you know the car wash?
- Yeah.
Two-thirty.
[all speaking in foreign language]
[all laughing]
- Frankie, my friend.
- Hey.
- Twelve o'clock.
- Twelve o'clock.
Good!
- All right?
- Hey, Frank, how's it going?
This is my cousin, Meten.
Meten, this is Frank.
- Frank.
- [exhales]
- Hey, you want some of this?
- Hmm?
- Want some of this?
- Nah, it's too fucking sweet.
- Sugar's good for you.
- He made me eat some yesterday.
[speaking foreign language]
[door opening]
Thanks. Take it easy.
- Frankie!
- Yeah?
Shall see you soon, huh?
Yeah, around 3:30, four o'clock.
[Tony snorting, sniffing]
Oh, yeah. Whoo!
- That's good.
- Yeah, it's good, innit?
- What are you cutting it with?
- It's normal.
- I'm just asking.
- Babylax! Baby magic!
Everyone does it!
Now you've seen it get done!
- OK.
- All right.
Let's g0!
- [Tony] See ya.
- All right.
[indistinct shouting]
[techno music plays]
All right, Maurice? Looking sharp.
- Oh, Frank. Nice to see you.
- Yeah, you too.
Hello.
Whoo!
Frankie boy!
[shouting indistinctly]
Does Flo ever bring her work home?
Not anymore.
I saw a guy leaving once.
I followed him.
He walked down
onto the canal, you know?
He stops, he's having
a piss up against the wall.
I walk up behind him and I say,
"That's the ugliest
looking dick I've ever seen."
- What did he say?
- Nothing.
He just kinda looked at me.
He couldn't do anything
'cause he was still taking a piss.
Grabbed him by the neck,
smashed him off the fucking wall,
he went down, did a few
Fred Astaire moves on him.
Should have kicked him properly,
roundhouse style!
- Oh, there weren't room.
- Right, watch this, right.
- The circle kick. Stand still.
- If you hit me...
- Yah!
_ [popping Sound]
[screams]
Shit! Fuck!
- Ah, fuck! Ah!
- Come on!
Come on, we haven't got time for this.
- It really hurts.
- Let me have a look.
Leave it. I'll do it, all right?
I can't see anything with your shoe on.
- Be more gentle then! Fucking hell!
- All right! Sit still.
- Sit still.
- [screams] Ah, it hurts like fuck.
It's all right, you've just twisted it.
- Is it all right?
- Yeah, it's fine.
- They're here.
- [car approaching]
- Come on then.
- I ain't moving!
- Eh?
- I'm incapacitated!
Jesus Christ. Give me the gear.
- [Marlon] You all right, Frank?
- Where are we going?
[Marlon] Do it on the hop. It's safer.
- You got the gear?
- [Frank] You got the money?
- You all right, mate?
- What do you mean?
- You just seem a little agitated.
- Well, you wanna know how I feel?
- I just wanna see the gear.
- Sure, let's see the money first.
Frank, mate, you always
get the gear out first.
Yeah, well you might do it
that way up north, mate,
- but down here it's the money first.
- Look, don't be a cunt.
The price I'm paying
I wanna see the gear!
[tires squealing]
- [alarms wailing]
- Fuck, dibble!
[horn honking]
[techno music plays]
[alarms wailing]
Move!
[ducks quacking]
Sit down.
- You want a cup of tea?
- Yeah. Thanks.
- Managed to warm up a bit?
- Yeah.
You look tired, Frank.
Well, my room
wasn't exactly comfortable.
[man] Listen, you little prick,
you're in big fucking trouble.
- Is that right?
- [woman] Come on, Frank,
- we got you fair and square.
- How come you ain't charged me?
- We wanna hear it from you.
- [man] How much was there?
- Half a kilo? More?
- Don't know what you're talking about.
[woman] Must be pretty scary
being you right now, Frank.
Somewhere out there
someones missing that dope,
and they're not gonna stop
looking for you until they find you.
And when they find you... well...
Maybe he needs a little bit
of time to think about it.
Unless there's anything you wanna say?
[screams]
[door unlocking]
[grunts]
[woman] Who's your source, Frank?
Who do you buy from?
[man] Still got nothing to say?
[woman] How you gonna pay them back,
a small-time dealer like you?
No way you've got that much, no way.
Tell us who they are, we'll protect you.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Yes, you do.
We've got a signed statement
from Tony Cartwright.
Picked him up same time as you.
I don't know what you're talking about.
[woman] Well, Tony does.
Tony seems to know a lot,
Frank, especially about you.
[man] We know everything, Frank.
Talk to us.
It's for your own good.
[man] We all know, as soon as
you walk through those doors,
you're completely fucked.
Tell us, who supplied the dope?
[woman] It's all here.
We just wanna hear it from you.
If it's all there
why don't you charge me?
[woman] You've got
no friends out there, Frank.
Don't you get it? You're on your own.
[sultry music plays]
- [woman screams]
- Fuck.
- [screams] Fuck!
- What did you say?
- What did you fucking say?
- [screams] I didn't say nothing!
- You're a fucking twat!
- You set the whole thing up!
No, Frank, I didn't say anything.
They didn't catch me!
Frank, I got away... [grunts]
Fuck!
- Leave it out, Frank!
- [Frank] What did you say?
What did you fucking say?
[screams]
[grunting]
[music muted]
[Spits]
[train passing]
[techno music plays]
[exhales]
Milo. I'm sorry. Fuck, I'm sorry.
Frankie, what a surprise!
I'm so sorry
I didn't show up yesterday.
- I'm sorry.
- We had a deal.
- Yeah.
- What was it?
I was gonna come
straight back with the money.
Hakan, can you remember if
we had an appointment yesterday?
Frank, you're like
my son for me, you know?
- Yeah.
- Come with me.
Sit down.
So what happened, Frank?
I don't have the dope...
and I don't have the money.
You don't have the dope,
and you don't have the money.
- Why?
- The police got me.
You were busted. Eh, Frankie was busted
with whole kilo of dope, huh!
And you're not in jail or,
how it's called, solitary?
- Strange.
- It's in the lake.
- All the dope's in the lake.
- What is it doing in the lake?
I put it there. I had to.
- Kilo of dope in the lake?
- I know. It's fucked!
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
think about those ducks.
Lucky ducks or flying fishes
or something like that, huh?
[chuckles] No, no, no, tell me story.
Tell me something else here, huh?
- There isn't anything else.
- Tell me, were you busted or not?
Come on, I told you I was busted.
- So what's the number?
- What number?
The reference number.
Every time crime is committed
cops give it number.
- So they can look it up.
- Yeah.
They didn't give me one.
I mean, they didn't charge me!
And you expect me to believe that?
- It's the truth, Milo, I swear.
- Frank, you owe me 55,000.
It's not 55.
[chuckles] It's 45,
plus the three from before,
- that's... 48.
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
It was 48, now is 55.
You want to know why, huh?
- Ask me. Ask me.
- Why?
For the bullshit story you brought me!
That's what it's for!
And you can see it keeps getting bigger
and bigger more bullshit I hear!
Forty-eight plus seven, 55!
- Where is the money?
- I'll get it.
- All of them?
- Sure.
- Now?
- Well, I can get you some of it now.
I can get you... 20,
no problem, straightaway.
OK, OK. Hakan can go with you.
No, there's something
I've gotta do first,
then I'll come
straight back with the 20.
- Is it bullshit, Frank?
- No, I just gotta pick it up.
OK, OK! OK, and the rest?
A couple of days.
I've got a batch coming in from the Dam.
- Once I've shifted that, I'll have it.
- OK.
Now 20, then 35, huh?
Listen to me, Marlon, you fucking cunt.
Whatever happened back there
had nothing to do with me.
The way I see it,
you've got my money, right?
I haven't got anything of yours.
So you're gonna give me
that money back,
and if you don't I'm gonna
track you down, wherever you are,
and I'm gonna take it back off you.
[line ringing]
[Danaka] This is Danaka.
I'm not here, so say something nice,
and if I like it I'll call you back.
- [beep]
- Danaka, it's Frank.
Listen, I didn't make it to the station,
but give us a call,
'cause I tell you what,
I really need to meet up soon-ish.
[door opens]
Frank, you all right?
You want a drink?
I'll get you a drink.
You gonna be all right?
You'll be able to get the money?
Yeah, it's not the money
that's the problem.
It's the time, you know what I mean?
Sure. Milo wants me to give you a hand.
I'll be all right. Honestly.
I know what people can be like.
Sometimes when you come to collect,
they'll do anything
not to pay, you know?
Anything.
There was this guy,
fucked Milo over six grand.
Been there a few times
to ask for the money nicely.
In the end, I had to
go out there with a knife.
- It was bad.
- What happened, in the end?
He paid.
He had the money all along.
Only now he walks with a limp.
[laughs] I mean,
how stupid is that, huh?
[traffic whooshing]
[birds chirping]
- Frank!
- [dog barks]
She knew it was you before you
come in, didn't you, Bessie?
All right, Jack. Listen,
I need the money you owe me.
Yeah. All right, Frank.
All in good time.
Do you want a cup of tea first?
- I can't stay long.
- Everything all right?
- I just need the money.
- Yeah, well, I ain't got it, Frank.
- You know that, don't you?
- When can you get it?
Idunno.
You must be able to get
a hold of it somehow. Come on.
Frank, I tell you what,
look here you are.
Here, mate, look.
There's, well, 2O quid there.
You must have more than this.
Come on. What else do you spend it on?
Dope, Frank, I spend it on dope.
Listen, Jack, I'm coming back
here tomorrow, and I want the money.
- Look, Frank...
- All of it.
- I can't, mate.
- All of it.
- Frank! Frank!
- It's 1,400.
- Are you serious? Frank...
- Get a loan.
Remortgage this place, I don't care.
- Come back, Frank.
- Just do it.
- Talk to me, mate. Frank!
- Just do it!
[ladder crashing against wall]
[grunts]
[line ringing]
[Danaka] This is Danaka.
- [Flo] I tried calling you.
- I've been busy.
What, you want me to get it now?
Yeah, all of it.
Listen, my car's fucked.
Is it all right if I borrow yours
for a couple of days?
Sure. Only I left it round Brian's
the other night after that karaoke.
And, remember, it's not technically
mine so be careful with it, OK?
- Is this it?
- It's 5,000.
- No, there's gotta be more than that.
- There isn't. I write it all down.
- You do what?
- Here.
It's written like noughts and crosses.
Each cross is a 1,000 pounds,
and then when you take money out
I put a line through it
like the game's over.
[Sighs]
[snorting]
- Did you speak to Danaka yet?
- No. Why, have you?
She put a picture of
Tony's dick on her page.
- Did she say if she's back yet?
- Dunno. Didn't she call you?
- Would I be asking if she had?
- Jesus, Frank!
Frank, is everything all right?
Yeah. It's fine.
See you later.
[techno music plays]
[inaudible]
[Frank] I've got a bunch of gear
coming in from Amsterdam.
- I need to shift it.
- All right. Step into my office.
- [Frank] Are you interested or not?
- I'm always interested, Frank.
I'll give you 3O for half a key.
- Ah, fuck!
- [groans] Mate, that's properly rank.
- Tell you what, though...
- Ah, Jesus.
The way to fix it is to
put it in a bowl of rice.
- What the fuck for?
- Dries it out.
Absorbs the moisture.
Here, do you know anyone
who wants to buy a piece?
- Are you serious? Jesus!
- Fucking serious, mate.
Automatics, semi-automatics,
I got all sorts.
No, mate.
All right, call me
when you got it, yeah?
[sultry music plays]
- All right, Frank?
- All right.
All right?
All right, Frank,
what the fuck happened?
- What?
- You and Tony.
It was nothing. May I borrow your phone?
He's in hospital!
Say they might have to
put a pin in his jaw.
Well, maybe that'll teach him
to keep his mouth shut.
- Here.
- [line ringing]
Come on, Frank,
what the fuck happened?
We fell out! Friends fall out!
- You fell out with Paula.
- Paula's not in intensive care!
[Danaka] This is Danaka. I'm...
- Do you wanna go to this party?
- Is it gonna be any good?
[snorting]
Yeah. It's V-VIP.
We're on the list.
Hey, Milo, it's me. Frank.
Yeah, I know, my phone's fucked.
I'm not trying to fuck you about,
I don't have it yet.
Yeah, sure,
however you wanna play it.
Tell him to meet me tomorrow,
we can do it then.
OK?
[techno music plays]
[inaudible]
[inaudible]
[inaudible]
- What's wrong? What is it?
- Nothing.
[exhales] Who was that
bloke you were talking to?
- No one.
- What did he say?
- You really wanna know?
- Yeah.
He offered me a 100 quid
to suck his dick.
He thought I was a whore!
- Aren't you?
- No, I'm not, Frank.
All right, I'm working
as a dancer right now,
and sometimes I do
a bit of escorting,
but that is not
the same as being a whore.
[canned laughter on television]
[indistinct chattering]
[low buzzing, static]
[exhales]
[Milo] Frank, where is the money?
[door opens]
All right, Tony?
- How you feeling?
- Shit...
Listen, you're probably thinking
that I've come round here to apologize.
But I haven't.
I need that 800 you owe me.
Six fifty.
- We'll call it quits, yeah?
- [whispering] Fuck off.
Now fuck off.
[birds chirping]
Hey, Frank! Who's this?
- I've been trying to call you.
- Good.
Does that mean you've got the money?
Frank, mate, I can get it for you,
all of it, by the end of the month.
I need it now.
The end of the month's too late.
Frank, please! Please, Frank!
- Look, calm down.
- Don't tell me to calm down.
This guy is gonna rip your
kneecaps out if you don't pay up.
Here, look...
That's worth a few bob.
What am I supposed to do with that?
It's not my money anymore,
do you understand?
- I can't help you.
- Here, Frank, please, for fuck's sake!
- [shouts]
- You're a fucking insect,
you know that?
- Huh?
- Look, hang on, shut up!
Shut up, wait, wait, wait!
I've gotta say something!
Look, look, I know a bloke
who can get the money.
Too late for that.
It's my money, I want it now.
Can you get it now,
right now, yes or no?
- No. [shouts]
- [Hakan] Wrong answer.
Come on, I'm not going to shoot you.
What's the point in that?
I want my money.
You're going to rob a bank.
- He can't rob a bank.
- Anyone can rob a bank.
- Look at him. He can't rob a bank.
- He's fine.
- Which bank do you wanna do, huh?
- [panting] I don't know. [sobbing]
We'll hit the first one we see.
- Come on!
- [thudding]
- [Jack screams]
- [Hakan] Time to go.
Can I, can I have a...
Can I have a line?
- Yeah. When you give me the money.
- No.
Yeah, let him have one now.
- [Hakan] No.
- [Frank] Give him one.
[Hakan] He gets shit 'til it's done.
Milo wants his money.
- [sobbing]
- Come on, let's go.
[Frank] Listen, we don't
need to do this. This is...
[gunshofl
[high-pitched ringing]
[muffled] So what happens now?
[Hakan] We need to
get rid of this shotgun.
It's got both our prints on it.
- [ringing fades]
- What are you gonna tell Milo?
I'll tell him what happened.
But you should go see him.
Give him what you got,
anything else you can get hold of.
Seriously, Frank,
all he wants is his money.
Something's better than nothing, yeah?
Yeah, sure.
[starting engine]
Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck!
[beeping]
[line ringing]
- [Danaka] This is Danaka.
- For fuck's sake!
Milo, it's me. Frank.
[Milo] Hey, Frankie, where are you?
We had an agreement.
- Did Hakan tell you what happened?
- Yeah, he told me what happened.
But that was an unforeseen circumstance.
- I haven't got the money.
- Come by now.
Bring me what you get,
and we can talk about it.
I'll come by tomorrow.
By tomorrow, lunchtime,
I should have it all, all of it.
Listen, Frankie, I like you,
but if you don't come round tomorrow,
you won't be able to walk again,
you understand?
[fast-paced sounds playing]
- [cheering]
- [hissing]
[sounds continue]
[door opening]
Hey, Frank.
[dropping keys on table]
- What you watching?
- Dunno.
Some sort of program.
Are you all right?
Yeah.
What's that? Is that for me?
Open it.
I'm sorry... for last night.
- You want me to try it on?
- No. Don't.
Ho, no, I'm not tea...
[inhales, exhales deeply]
- That's enough. That's enough.
- I wanna say thank you.
Don't.
I said that's enough!
[door slams]
[phone rings]
Danaka, where the fuck are ya?
- ...cafe'. Do you know of it?
- Yeah!
- Well, it's by the...
- Yes, I know where that is!
You fucking wait there, just wait!
I'm on my way! I'm gonna be there in...
- Or I could get on the tube and come...
- No!
- No, you... stay...
- You sure? Surely...
Danaka, listen to me,
stay where you are! I'm on my way!
So what's all this
meeting in public places, huh?
- You look like shit.
- Yeah, thanks, Frank.
- You don't look so good yourself.
- So have you got the gear?
Here. Half a kilo as discussed.
- What's this?
- What the fuck do you think it is?
- It's cut to fuck. What is it?
- Well, I haven't touched it!
That's fucking lemonade. That is sugar.
- You're taking the piss.
- Fuck you, Frank!
I went to the address, like you said!
I picked it up, like you said!
- Where the fuck is it?
- That's it!
- I promise you.
- Did you check it?
- Yeah!
- Did you check it?
Yeah. Yeah, I mean...
I think, I think I did.
They might have switched the bags.
Frank. Listen, Frank,
I'm sorry. If there's...
It was Bob you met, yeah,
the Dutch guy, Dutch...
Yeah, Dutch Bob. I was there,
he gave me the stuff and then...
[footsteps approaching]
Hey, Frank,
we've been looking for you.
- Who's this?
- This is Danaka.
You just been in Europe?
- Good trip?
- Yeah.
Well, it was nice seeing you
and everything, Danaka,
but I should probably
talk to these guys for a bit.
OK.
- [door bell jingling]
- [door slams]
So where you been, Frank?
I couldn't pay him back at the time.
- And now you can?
- Mmm-hmm.
You wanna give the shit to me now?
She travelled back from Amsterdam
with half a kilo of dextrose up her ass.
You think this is funny?
You got two hours, Frank.
In two hours' time
you'd better have 35 grand...
...or you won't have
any fucking kneecaps.
Do you understand?
- [door bell jingling]
- [door slams]
[ringing bell]
[door opening]
- Hello, Mum.
- Hello.
Come in.
- How are you?
- [Frank] I'm fine.
- What are you up to these days?
- Different things, you know.
- You hungry?
- No.
- Sure? Get you a sandwich.
- No, I'm all right.
Have you got any money?
I've gotta get a hold
of some money today.
- What for?
- I owe it to someone.
- How much?
- Thirty-five grand.
Thirty-five thousand pounds?!
If they don't get it today,
they're gonna kill me.
- Can't you go to the police?
- You have it?
These people,
can't you talk to them?
They don't wanna talk,
they just want their money.
I've got about 300 pounds
in cash in the house,
and... 2,500 in my savings account.
- I'm going out.
- OK.
[no audio on TV]
I was thinking, maybe we should
go away together some time.
I don't know,
for a weekend or something.
- On holiday?
- Yeah.
See you later.
[techno music plays]
What?
[pounding on door]
[coughs]
- Where's the gear?
- What?
- Where's the gear?
- What? I gave it to you!
That wasn't it! I want my gear!
- Where is it?
- I told you what happened!
Where have you been then?
Why didn't you answer the phone?
- What?
- Tell me!
- What?
- She was with me!
- No.
- Who the fuck are you?
No! No, Frank, he's got
nothing to do with this!
Frank, leave him! Stop!
He's got nothing to do with this, Frank!
- Do you know where my gear is?
- Frank, stop!
- Do you know where my gear is?
- It's in Amsterdam!
- Where's my gear?
- It's in Amsterdam. Frank!
It never left! He ripped us off!
- It's in Amsterdam?
- Yeah, in Amsterdam.
Please! Please! [sobbing]
So you thought you could take my money.
Did you think you can
fucking rip me off?
- I'm coming over there to fuck...
- [Bob] To do what, Frank?
That money doesn't exist anymore.
And this time tomorrow
neither will you.
[hangs UP]
[sirens wailing in the distance]
What else have you got?
Three hundred for the .32,
450 for the nine-mil.
- You got bullets as well?
- Fifty quid a pack.
I'll take 'em both.
And the cash.
[techno music plays]
- [music continues]
- [overlapping chatter]
[indistinct chattering]
[indistinct chattering]
Where's Fitz?
Is he inside?
Take me to Fitz now.
H9)'-
- You're cute.
- Where is he?
I think you should have
a line before you see him.
- Come on, he's not in here.
- You seem tense, Frank.
- I like that about you.
- [inhaling sharply]
- It's like you're not scared of anyone.
- No.
You don't know what
you're talking about.
Oh, but I do.
I know what it's like, Frank.
Sometimes it feels like you're
on a train, and you wanna get off.
Don't you wanna get off, Frank?
[laughing]
Go on, Frank.
[indistinct chattering]
Fucking banging!
It's back. Listen to this.
_ Oi, go on. [laughs]
' [Squeals]
Frankie!
All right, mate, how you doing?
What's with the fucking guns, Frankie?
Making me go soft, man!
[whispers] Happy birthday, Fitz.
The safe, now.
Put the fucking guns down, man.
What the fuck are you doing? Frank.
Put the fucking gun down, man!
- Come on!
- Fuck's sake...
What the fuck's the matter with you?
What the fuck is going on?
Fuck's sake!
What the fuck is going on here?
- [Frank] Open it!
- What?
- The safe!
- What fucking safe?
There. Open it. Now.
Come on!
Stay there. You stay there!
[techno music continues]
- You fucking did me up!
- Shut the fuck up! Get back!
- [screaming]
- Get back! Shut up!
Now get back! Shut up!
- It's my fucking house, Frank!
- [Frank] Get back!
It's my fucking house!
Shut up! What are you looking at?
- Stay back now!
- Cunt!
You, put your bag on the table now!
Put your bag on the table!
Rings, jewelry, watches,
wallets on the table now!
Quickly, come on! You, do it!
Do it! On the table!
[sounds recede]
- Stay back I said!
- [Fitz] Fuck you, Frank!
[panting] Come on!
[tires screeching]
[moans]
[sighing]
Hey, Frank, need a lift?
No, I'm all right.
You carrying a gun?
- I just need more time.
- Time's up.
You need to come with me now.
[starting engine]
How is going, Frank?
I've got seven grand in there,
plus about a grand
and a half's worth of gear.
That's what, eight?
[speaks foreign language]
Frank, you owe me 55. Say it.
Fifty-five thousand.
- I just need two days.
- Two what?
- Two days and it's yours.
- You had enough time, Frank, huh?
How did you get here? You drive here?
Give me the key to the car.
Let us say two grand, huh?
What a nice car, Frank.
Things must look up, huh?
Eh, nice, nice.
What else, huh?
Oh, good one, ah.
Oh, yeah, yeah. Good...
How much we should say?
Two hundred fifty quid, huh?
This OK, 250? OK, 250.
Eh, Frankie! We are moving, eh!
- Ah, Frankie, huh!
- I've got some H stashed.
- That's worth a couple of thousand.
- Good, good, good. Yeah, hey, good.
Hey, Hakan... [speaks foreign language]
- [speaks foreign language]
- OK! No problem!
Hakan can pick up it for you, huh?
No, he can't, he can't.
It's stashed in a
lock-up at the market.
They'll only let me up there.
We've got an arrangement.
Oh, another problem.
Ah! Always problem with you, Frankie.
How many problems you have?
Can you call?
You can call, yeah?
You have arrangement there.
Call them, yeah?
Call them, you can, yeah.
[line ringing]
- [man] Hello?
- [Frank] Hi. ls Maurice there?
- [inaudible response]
- Well, when's he gonna be back?
Looks like we'll have to
pick it up in a bit.
Hakan.
, [Speaks foreign mnguage]
' [groans]
- [screams]
- Hey! Hakan and Meten, hey, hey.
Frank, where are you, huh?
[grunts]
- What now, Frank, huh?
- I didn't do anything wrong!
You didn't do anything wrong.
You my friend, Frank.
I trust you and you betray me.
You fucking betray me!
You fucked me! You fucked me!
Hakan, we're going
to sort this little fucker out!
Frank, you fucking me!
You fucking me, Frank!
- [music turned up loud]
- Now I will show you.
Now I will show you,
you little fucker!
You fucked me!
[screams]
Come on, Frank.
We can go like that all night, yeah...
...unless you want to
tell me something, huh?
Frank!
Amsterdam.
You are getting some money.
Where from, huh?
- Amsterdam. He ripped me off.
- You ripped me off.
- I didn't.
- There's no Amsterdam.
- You stole from me!
- I didn't, I didn't, I didn't do that.
No, that's that you are thief or liar!
Hakan, show him what we are doing
with the people who steal money from us!
- Milo!
- Hakan, cut his finger off!
You're scared now, huh? Huh, Frankie?
[moaning]
[screaming]
[screams] Hey, fuck you, huh!
- [screams]
- Fucker! Get the fucker!
[panting]
[horn honking]
[pounding on door]
- [Frank moaning]
- Oh, shit.
[groans]
[whimpers]
[soft groan]
[exhales]
- What time is it?
- Twelve.
[inhales, exhales deeply]
What happened?
I got the shit kicked out of me.
" WhO by?
' some guys.
What now?
I gotta get out of London.
What are you doing?
I mean...
Do you wanna come with me?
- Do you want me to come?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I want you to come.
Where?
Don't know.
Somewhere hot.
Where do you wanna go?
Spain. I wanna go to Spain.
Spain!
OK, let's go to Spain.
[techno music plays]
[techno music becomes softer]
[door slams]
[loud rattling]
[footsteps approaching]
[groans]
Frank? What are you doing?
[shuddering]
[techno music plays]
[Frank] One more stop, then we can go.
[indistinct chattering]
[techno music plays]
[inaudible]
- How much?
- You can have it all for a grand.
- Eight hundred.
- No.
- Eight hundred.
- OK.
- Wait here.
- Oi!
[phone ringing]
- [Milo] Frank?
- Yeah.
- How are you?
- Why?
- We have a problem.
- What do you mean "we"?
It's gone too far, Frank.
Too many people talking about us.
Not good for me, not good for you, huh?
We have to fix it.
Well, how do you suggest we do that?
- How much do you have now?
- Six grand.
OK, come with this six grand.
Hang on, I'll call you back.
Later!
We're not going.
It's OK, I spoke to the guy.
It's not a problem.
And what the fuck would
we do in Spain anyway?
[exhales]
[techno music plays]
Flo!
What are you doing?
Wait.
What are you doing?
[woman vocalizing]
[techno music continues]
[woman vocalizing]
[woman vocalizing]