The Score (2021) - full transcript

Where was it?

Oh, Christ. It's not
like it's still hidden.

You're as bad as your brother.

- It's needs to know.
- Twat.

You're a mess.

Never said it was formal.

Just don't soil
the leather, yeah?

So how d'you knew we
can trust these guys?

Because they're professionals.

Yeah, professional
criminals, man.

Yeah, exactly,
they've got, you know,



reputations to consider.

Score is, um...

one of them words...

multi, uh, many meanings.

You know? Like,
"What's the score?"

Could be a football score.

Could be a film score.

Crime. The big score.

"What's going down?
What's happening?"

Drugs, music, sex.

"Did you score last night?"

Oh, scored with a blinder pal.

Revenge.

"I got a score to settle."



What score?

No, it's a meaning.

Oh.

Really?

If we do this regular,
that's gonna add up nice.

Say we double our
money each time,

that's expinential.

Do you know expinential?

It's like, one, two, four...

eight, sixteen.

It's a curve like this.

Shhwoop!

16, 32, 64...

Now, suppose one is a thousand.

That tops a mil.

In like, nine steps.

And we got 20k in that bag.

So, that's 20 mil.

Go on then. Ten mil.

Dare to dream,
Mikey. Expinential.

Ex-po-nential.

English not so good
as the maths, yeah?

I got in an A in
English once, man.

My mum nearly had
a heart attack.

Said, "Why can't you
do that every time?"

Got more grief then than I did

when I came home
with loads of Fs.

- Mind you, I was only...
- Earphones.

Good pair of noise
canceling earphones.

It's 10 mil, Mikey.

You can get a lot
more than that for...

Oh.

Yeah, but it'll do
you no good, man.

Can't drive with earphones in.

- Illegal, innit?
- Yeah, you're right.

The illegality would trouble me.

You don't get more out
of it that way, by the way.

You do shit your way

and I'll do shit mine, okay?

Everybody's happy.

What the fuck are you doing?

Doing shit my way.

Now everyone's happy.

Fucking hell.

Do not leave that
car, all right?

Eyes wide for any dodgy shit.

- A bag.
- Uh, bags are 5p.

Where's your toilet?

Uh, toilets are not
really for customers.

So, it's just around the corner.

No calls, or I'll come back

and rip off your arm like this.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

What the
fuck are you doing?

Get in. Get in, get in.

Do I know you?

I don't know you.

So, what happened?

Well?

The one at the pump...

he was filling up, and then...

he came round, and then...

- the other one got out.
- And then they went for you?

Yeah.

Well, no. Not... not exactly.

I mean, I didn't wait
for that, you know?

'Cause I mean, he got out.

It's a... it's a petrol station.

People get out. I got out.

You got out. What...

Then what happened?

Bloody hell, Troy.

Did you just demolish two blokes

for moving in the wrong
fucking direction?

Oh, hello. Yeah. Oh.

You've had a call.
They found your brain.

They want you to
go and pick it up.

Don't do that, man.

I'm not stupid.

Oh, no, "I'm not stupid.

I got an A in English once."

- That was for Shakespeare.
- Fucking frame it.

Shakespeare's tough.

You do not stop, do you?

If the only way to shut you up

was to blow up the...
The whole fucking world,

nuclear holocaust,
give me the button.

All right, this is me blowing up

the whole fucking world.

I think you might be
slightly overreacting, man.

Nearly there.

Get ready.

What if they got guns?

If they got
guns, move fast.

You're always telling
me how fast you are.

You know the
speed of a bullet?

No.

Me neither. But
I'm not that fast.

You disappoint me.

In that case, try
and die gracefully.

We're not bringing the money?

You think we're
doing this inside?

I don't know.

Why'd you
pick this place, man?

I didn't. They did.

It's like a morgue.

There's even a corpse.

Do you know
why you're here?

- Yeah.
- No, you don't.

You ever sleep with a girl

just 'cause you
felt sorry for her?

That's you, that
is. The pity fuck.

Piss off, man.

I'm here in Derek's place.

Yeah, he's the one
that pity fucked you,

your own brother.

Incestuous pity fuck.

That's low as it gets.

Me, I wouldn't snog
you for a million quid.

That's your loss, man.

On both counts.

Wait here and don't
talk to anyone.

Do you want something
or are you just looking?

- It doesn't look eatable.
- Edible.

What?

The word is edible.

Oh yeah, I know the word.

You just choose not to use it.

Must be a poet.

Yeah.

What are you after, Shakespeare?

Black coffee. Three shots.

Mmm. Tough guy.

Methinks.

- Anything else?
- Yeah.

- What's this look?
- This look?

Yeah.

- Pointillist.
- What?

- Abstract expressionist.
- That's not a thing, is it?

Naïve.

What about you?

Cubist.

That's actually not bad.

Oi.

Is that your boss?

He's not my boss.

I don't have a boss.

But you're gonna do what
he said though, right?

I told you to stay here.

You didn't say stay at
the table. It's not like I left.

And don't talk to anyone.
We're low profile, you get it?

It's not table service.

What, so we sit here
and don't order anything?

How low profile is that?

Find out anything?

They've been held up.

It's not table
service, Shakespeare.

I'll have one and all.

Still
not table service.

You brought his.

Yeah, well, he's a poet.

Him?

Christ.

Cappuccino.

Are you deaf?

Yeah.

Are you discriminating?

Nice.

- You're in there.
- Piss off.

She's cute, if she wasn't
done up like a freak.

You're a match made in heaven.

Cute freak heaven.

- So, what's the plan then?
- What?

Oh right, yeah, um...

well, uh,

- they'll come in.
- Mm-hmm.

They'll check us out,
we'll check them out,

and go outside
together, and then um,

that's where the
um, the handover...

What's the fucking point?

Perfect.

Cappuccino.

Thanks.

Hand delivered,

despite normal procedure and
unpaid for, both of them.

- Pay the girl.
- Lady.

- Really?
- You better believe it.

Pay the lady, Troy.

Troy.

- Keep the change.
- Flash.

There is no change.

Right.

Do I still keep the change?

Yeah.

What is this crap on top?

Chocolate, cappuccino
it's a default ingredient.

- Everyone knows that, man.
- You don't even know

what default means.

Most people ask. All
right, we're done here.

Go burn some toast.

Freak.

Fucking hell.

Home time, Frank.

See you tomorrow.

Fuck me, can't be.

- What? What's up?
- It's them blokes you beat up.

- What? Where?
- Don't let them see you.

Come on.

Oh. Come on.

So sorry, Frank.

It's not
table service.

Empty bloody room, he
goes and sits in my fucking...

I'm not hiding from
those sausages, man.

Then what, Boy Wonder,
we hang out, tell a few gags,

reminisce about that time you
beat the shit out of them?

- What if it's them?
- Who?

The ones we're waiting for.

It's not.

- How d'you know?
- Can't be.

Shit. Our...

Our guys wouldn't
let a kid jump them.

I'm fast, man.

It could be.

All right.

It's ringing.
They're not moving.

Oh, yeah. It's me, uh, again.

Just checking something.

Um, no, it's fine.

Just, we had a little situation.

Just wait for the
all clear, all right?

See now they'll take
us for a pair of fools.

They haven't even met you yet.

Fuck's sake.

- What do we do now?

We need these two
losers to clear off.

Oh, thank Christ.

Back. Get back,
get back! Get back!

Fuck it. Go, go, go.

What if the...

Wait. We're in the gent's.

Why
didn't he use the ladies'

like anyone else would?

Some people aren't
like that, man.

Your day is about to
get a whole lot worse.

Bet you didn't think
that could happen.

- What are you doing?
- I want some food.

What's going on?

I'm hungry.

What are you doing
to my customers?

They paid, didn't they?

What kind of name is Troy?

- It's classic.
- You mean classical.

You like to tell people
what they mean, don't you?

Do you want something?

- What's the special?
- There is no special.

What you see is what you get.

- No special?
- No special.

And people waiting.

- Is that it?
- And the special.

- There is no special.
- You're pretty special.

Wow.

Did you just say that?

No, he did.

You're pretty special.

- Keep the change?
- Don't push your luck.

Why not?

It's the only way
you get anything.

Jesus.

Does your head move in
any other direction?

She's playing you, man.

Yeah.

Well, maybe I like it.

What are you so stressed about?

Thank you.

Up 'til now...

we're nobodies, me and Derek.

As for you...

I'm a nobodies gopher.

Exactly. Well put.

So, I'm sick of being
the guy in the shit

that other people
step on to get ahead.

Derek gets locked up.

What's he got to show for it?

A few grand covered
in dirt? Sod that.

What's your point, man?

That. That's my point.

Forget it. Just... I
wanted that out there.

Fair enough.

Yeah, what's...
What's keeping you?

Seen enough?

You...

You have the interesting face.

- Someone else said beautiful.
- Beauty?

Beauty is .

May I?

- What for?
- To...

To make the art.

Maybe one day you...

wake up and...

see your face in a...

in a book.

Or in a poster.

Just like that.

The fate redeemed.

Bravo.

You pay me?

Why for I pay you?

Maybe you pay me?

Why for I pay you?

Because I offer you immortality.

What's the price of that?

Well, I don't want that.

- Who wants to live forever?
- I'm thinking everyone.

Who's this?

- He wants to take my photo.
- What for?

- The art.
- Piss off.

This...

This is your friend's
decision I think.

You can think what you
like, mate, but piss off.

Okay.

Keeping a low
profile, are you?

Oh, yeah, it's not enough

that you beat up some blokes,

and now you want
your photo taken.

Leave a fucking calling
card why don't you?

So, where are they?

- Who?
- The blokes we're waiting for.

How do I know?

You were just talking to them.

No, couldn't get through.

They rang you.

- What?
- Your phone rang, man.

You weren't calling
out. They called you.

Oh, that was nothing.

Thought you said it
was a burner phone.

So?

So, no one else has the number.

What the fuck is this?

- I'm just saying.
- Well don't say.

Just eat your food

and be ready, shit.

Look, I gave the school
this number, right?

'Cause Angel's not been well

and Sal's out of town.

What's wrong with Angel?

Shingles.

- Shingles?
- Yeah.

Shingles is stones on a beach.

What are you, a geologist?

Well, if
the school calls,

you can hardly go pick her up.

No shit, Sherlock.
Then I call my mom.

It's not table service.

She shouldn't be at school
if she's still contagious.

Fuck.

The quarantine period
is over, right?

- So, she can go, yeah?
- Why don't you just

give your mom's number
in the first place?

Piss off. Go on.
I've had it. That's it.

Just, if you hear
a car, come back.

'Til then, go have
your mugshot taken,

or go chat up the freak.

No, no, no. In fact, leave.

Fuck.

How long have you been there?

It's my break.

Do you mind?

No.

Could you...

be a bit more enthusiastic?

Give us a push.

Fight with the boss?

He's not my boss.

Oh. Lovers tiff.

- Funny.

He has the air of
a women beater.

He'd hit anyone, to be fair.

He's equal opportunities.

Oh. Very modern.

Sussed him last
week when he was in.

Him?

Are you sure?

Yeah.

You don't forget
a face like that.

Trust me, you try.

What are you doing with him?

We came for a drive
in the country.

Sweet.

I don't know your name.

You never asked.

- Well?
- Fine, thanks.

You like to make a man work.

Only the ones who are
used to having it easy.

You think that's me?

Some things come easy.

Maybe not the ones you think.

What is it?

Gloria.

Gloria.

It works.

Gee, thank you.

Sharp, aren't you, Gloria?

Yeah. Don't cut yourself.

I like your smile.

That's not a line.

It's a line.

But I'll bite.

What are you doing here, Gloria?

Waiting for something
better to come along.

- You can't wait.
- Huh.

Take it.

Whatever it is you want.

What if it belongs
to someone else?

- You use force.
- Hmm.

Is that what you do?

Where I'm from,
it's the done thing.

Move.

Moving's easy.

Shit gets stuck on your shoes.

Move farther, change shoes.

- After you.

Sounds easy, right?

Just put one foot in
front of the other.

Yeah.

Hiya, it's me. Listen.

Um, I'm thinking...

I've been thinking...

like...

we can do this
without hurting him.

Did you just laugh?

All right, forget it. No, no.

Forget it.

As planned. Yeah.

As planned. Right.

The love.

Ineffable.

Here we go.

Please.

May I make art of

great and tragic beauty?

I thought you
said beauty was...

Everything is like this, no?

Except for art.

And what's it for?

- He wants to make you immortal.
- Yeah?

And also
eternally youthful.

Oh, you had me at immortal.

No, no, no,
no, no. On its own.

Hold on, you didn't
tell me that.

You did not want it.

Negotiations are defunct.

You permit?

And also, for you...

I take a precious
capture of the moment.

- Please. I am invisible.

Act as nature intended.

Be your destiny.

What a nut.

Do you have a good side?

I'm not all bad.

No, I mean for the camera.

Oh. I don't know.

Do you permit?

- Hmm.
- Hmm?

Both sides ming.

- What? He said beautiful.

He said, "interesting".

- It's rude to eavesdrop.
- It's rude to lie.

Okay, show me what you got.

Oh, sorry.

- Hello?

Thank you.

Yeah, I'm still here.

Now you live forever...

like it or not.

Oi. Cindy Crawford.

Stop arsing about.
Get back here.

- You said to wait 'til...
- You're an embarrassment.

Proposed yet?

No.

I'd have to ask her dad first.

Very proper.

Oh, he'd be chuffed to
get you for a son-in-law.

And why wouldn't he be?

'Cause you got shit for
brains and shit for prospects.

No one's good enough for a dad.

Not even the best.
As for you...

Give it a rest, Mike.

Mind you, he'd
probably be delighted

to get shot of that freak.

Fuck off, man.

Fuck off.

- Next time you...
- Next time, nothing.

Christ.

It is love.

You might be right.

Maybe she won't want it.

What I have.

The girls around us...

the girls we know...

the people we know...

she's not like them.

She's different.

Oh. No, no, no.

She only looks different.

They're all the same.

Money.

Cash, money.

Just you wait, she'll want it.

You were here last week, man.

What of it?

I thought they picked the place.

They did.

So, I came to scope it out...

because I'm not a halfwit.

Preparation, bright eyes.

Preparation.

What's with bridezilla?

Nothing a few grand
won't cure, eh?

Customers aren't
allowed back here.

I'm not big on rules.

It's the poet in me.

Are you all right?

You one of those men who
can't deal with tears?

No.

I can't get enough of them.

I box a bit, right?

And...

if I get punched...

and it's a good one...

and he knows he's caught me...

I laugh.

Because if I don't,

he's going to hit me
again, and harder.

So, I give this big grin,

like I didn't feel nothing.

And he sees that...

and he knows I'm not going down.

Like, "Screw you, pal.

Is that it? I'm laughing."

Boxing's barbaric.

These are like,
valuable life lessons

I'm offering you,
and that's your take?

That's it.

Who is this bozo anyway?

No one.

Right.

Well, you just
remember that then.

- Mmm, okay.
- He's no one.

- I will.
- Exactly.

No, I will remember
that, thank you so much.

Bye. Take care now.

Shit.

I got to go.

I like your smile.

A lot.

Safe to say that's not them.

Oh, Christ.

That's all we need
is more bloody drama.

Shit.

Oh, I didn't see that coming.

Why is it always someone else's
pain that makes you happy?

Oh, come on, man.
That's comedy.

Rule number one.

Thought we had something.

Aw, she's
stringing you along, man.

- Didn't I tell you?
- You know less than shit.

Whatever, lady killer.

She's old
enough to be her mom.

She's somebody's mom.

- How do you know?
- Kid's seat in the back.

She's got a wedding ring, too.

Wonder if the hubby
has got a clue.

Gloria's smart enough
to know better.

I don't know anyone
that smart, man.

It could
be their kid, mind.

Anything goes these days.

Sit the fuck back down.

We got other fish to fry.

Maybe now you can get your
head out of the clouds.

- Don't judge me.
- What?

You don't know me,
so don't judge.

I'm not.

Good.

It's not what it looks like.

Okay, it's what it
looks like, but you...

you have to understand that...

I'm stuck.

Stuck being?

- Don't be a fucking idiot.
- I don't know.

- And don't pigeonhole me.
- I'm not.

You guys are
all the fucking same.

I'm not the same.

He's the same. I...
well, not as me.

It's the rest. I don't
care, in a good way.

I... it doesn't matter,

is what I'm trying to say.

Only, what about me?

You?

Can you sit here?

So, how'd you make
this about you then?

What, in a Venn diagram?

- A what?
- A Venn diagram.

Intersecting circles
with common properties.

I thought that's what you said.

Okay. Venn diagram.

All right, this better be good.

Um...

this is me and...

my circle of shit.

And this is you...

- and your circle...
- My circle of shit

is way bigger than that.

So is mine, to be fair.

- I'm going to clear that up.
- Yeah.

Where the two circles of shit...

intersect that's...

two circles of shit overlapping.

This bit, right here,

it's a little bit about me.

It's about us.

Hello? Hello?

Where are you?

No, no, no. I said,
no, wait there.

I said... I said,
"left at the junction."

Oh fuck. Hold on.

I told her...

I'd expose her.

I'm blackmailing a married
woman into keeping seeing me.

Who does that?

That's why she drove over.

To stop me from telling
her husband or the school.

She was my old French teacher.

Ooh, la, la.

Sorry.

It's just how I deal with shit.

It doesn't mean I'm not serious.

I'm really sorry. Go on.

Well, that's it.

Story over.

What would it take for
us to go away together?

For real?

I mean, we could pretend,

but I don't know
how that would work.

Pretend.

I live in the real world.

I don't want to swap
out one circle of shit

for another circle of shit.

How much have you got?

- Nothing.
- No shit.

You're sweet.

But not so smart.

What if I could get ten grand?

You'll be smarter, but
probably less sweet.

And if it's not clean?

Violence, anything that
abuses people fuck right off.

I don't want to be
hooked up with someone

who might get locked
away for years.

I want someone with a future.

- Not a married woman with kids.
- Is that an issue?

No.

Clean slates.

Clean slates all round.

Clean slates, dirty money.

Do you like boats?

- Do what?
- Boats.

What kind of boats?

Like the one out there.

Little sailing boat.

Something you can
take people out on.

You know, for hire.

Do you know how
to a sail a boat?

I know how to drive a car.

Can't be that hard.

And on a boat, you don't even
need to stay on the road.

You got the whole sea.

Little fishing villages...

tourists, places
like Spain or Italy.

Hmm.

Or Greece.

I saw pictures of Greece once
in a magazine at the dentist.

- Have you never been?
- Uh-uh.

You know they speak Greek there?

Take me seriously.

Sorry.

It's how I cope with shit.

Fair play, I see
what you did there.

Yeah, you know, your name

comes from over that way, too.

See? Destiny.

Although it didn't end
well for that Troy.

- It got sacked, didn't it?
- Yeah.

I've been sacked before,
though. It's not that bad.

I'm not sure if some
of the things you say

are really smart
or really stupid.

Oh, well, but
that's my superpower.

- Okay.
- You know, keep them guessing.

Smart stupidity.

If you don't fancy
Greece, I'm...

open to suggestions.

I like boats.

I saw one in a magazine once.

I'll handle him.

How's the ménage à trois?

That's French for
"you've been had".

Yeah, it's not like that.

You could
have fooled me.

- That's not hard.
- Don't get smart.

- What if we only buy half?
- You what?

What if I don't put my share in?

- Your share?
- Derek's share, my share.

Oh my Christ. You're
dumber than I thought.

And that's a low bar.

You think you're all that, Mike.

But it's down to Derek
that you're anything.

- Fuck off.
- You know it.

He was the man before
he went down, and you,

you were his shadow.

You know, that's
what he called you.

His shadow.

"Anyone seen my
shadow knocking about?

Where's my dopey shadow got to?"

All right,
yeah, if he's so smart,

how come he ends up inside?

I'll tell you how.

Because he decided to go solo.

It was fucking shit, his plan.

And I told him.

I told him I wanted
nothing to do with it.

But it didn't stop him
using our joint funds.

So, fuck him.

Because look where
that got him, yeah?

Yeah?

And the only good thing he did

was stash the cash
before they got him.

So, fuck him again for
not telling me where.

Mike.

I still say half
that money's mine.

And what you do
with your half...

Okay, okay.
Okay. All right.

Let's not go...

go around in circles, all right?

All right then.

- Is that them?
- No.

How d'you know?

Because they told me
what to look out for.

How else are we going
to know it's them?

Hiya.

Hi Orla. How's school?

So, I can just take it?

Well, you can't just piss off

and leave me hanging.

Wait until they get here.

If they say "All
right," then, okay.

If they look like they're
going to kill me, then,

you know... fair enough?

Fair enough.

Remember when Derek let me
sit in on that poker night?

Yeah.

Yeah.

You cried like a baby,

because you lost
your pocket money.

Then you lost yours.

Yeah. No tears, though.

No, you're all man.

Exactly.

Happy days.

Hey, Troy.

Remember when he called
you on that last hand?

- Cleared you out?
- Yeah.

Two sevens.

Who the fuck calls on that crap?

He read you, man.

You were tearing up beer mats
all night when you bluffed.

Yeah. Well, we're not
playing poker now.

Lucky for you. I need a piss.

Still having second thoughts?

Well...

Well, he's my best
mate's little brother.

It's like, what you want?

I mean, he like one of my own.

It's not his fault.

There's no other way.

Derek has to think he got killed

when the deal went bad...

or he'll come for
us when he gets out.

Right.

Close the fucking door.

You don't even have to do it.

So...

what are you bleating about?

Just wait until it's closing,

and everyone's gone,
and that girl is busy.

- I know.
- Yeah?

And make sure that she sees
that you're still inside.

And then just...

send him out.

Hey, look, he's uh...

Ju... Just mind out, yeah?

He's fast, yeah?

He likes to say it, but...

it's true.

Is he faster than a bullet?

You going
to wash your hands?

I think they're clean.

I don't know.
It's been a while.

Forget the money.

I'll leave with you. Just
don't take any chances.

What about the real world?

Ha, sod the real world.

I lived there, didn't rate it.

Leave the money.

It is mine.

And my brother's.

But he's got no use for it.

And he sort of owes me,

for getting me wrapped
up in all this.

And for a life thrown away.

It's not thrown away.

Not yet.

Can I kiss you?

I swear saw this.

When?

Before.

Always.

Go and break the good news.

Before I change my mind.

No, mate.

No, this is... This
place is closing soon.

No. Sod it.

Forget it.

Trying to change the deal on us.

Told them to piss off.

Should that's it then.

Yeah.

Closing up, gentlemen.

Five minutes.

So, that's it then.

Yeah.

Go and get your half.

You don't want
to come out and check?

No, I'm going to...

I'm going to drink my coffee.

That will be cold by now.

People pay a lot of
money for cold coffee.

Go on. Don't you want it?

He shouldn't have hidden it.

Half of that was mine.

He had no business
keeping it from me.

That's between you and him, man.

Let's not go around
in circles, eh?

Yeah.

Hey, I'm sorry
that this is, um...

ending like this between us.

Don't be.

Best of both worlds.

- Who's there?

Come out.

Are you not going to help him?

Mike.

Mike! Ambush!

What are you doing?

Don't...

it's dangerous.

Call the police.

Lock the doors.

No...

What are you doing?

Sal. Bloody hell.

- You scared the life out of me.
- Why?

20,000 reasons.

- All the same.
- What the fuck, Sal?

Ah!

Uh, Sal.

Look, uh, you can take it.

All right? I don't want it.

What about Derek?

Tell him, uh...

tell Derek... Tell him
I took it, all right?

I'm gone anyway.

Mikey!

Mikey, he's onto us.

- Fuck!

Gloria!

- Mike!

- Don't hurt her.

- Ah!

Gloria.

- Fuck, Sal!

- Sal, stop! Stop!

Where is he?

Stop, it's me!
Are you fucking crazy?

Yes, I'm crazy!
Look what he's done to me!

Where is he?

Stop. It's fucking
empty. Reload. Fuck.

Troy!

Troy!

I'm sorry. You've got to go.

You got to go. Just go.
I'll hold him up. Go.

Go, get out of here.

What you doing, man?

Where is she?

She's long gone.

You don't have to
do this, Mikey.

Too late for that now.

I'm going.

You'll never see me again.

I'm sorry, Troy.

You believe me, don't you?

What are you doing?

I'm laughing.

Well, stop it.

Troy. Stop it.

I said stop it.

No, no, no,
no! Don't, don't, don't!

What? Don't be daft.

That's not me.

Come on.

Mike!

Mikey.

Oh, God.

- Fuck!

Not again.

Sal. You all right?

Not me,
them. Get them.

Turns out I am
faster than a bullet.

You all right?

No, leave it.
Leave it, leave it.

You still coming with me?

I'm in the car.

Someone's trying to
shoot you, though.

Hey. I'm in the car.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

You are.

Check the money.

Okay. Okay.

What do you see?

I see the sun...

I see the sea.

I see a boat.

I see a lot more than...

- How much?
- Twenty.

A score?

A what?

It's another word for 20.

Among prophets and poets.

Score.

What a word.

- We did it.
- Yeah.

I have something to tell you.

- There's a catch.
- You're married.

No.

Today...

that was me at my best.

That was my high point.

And it's all downhill from here.

Yeah.

All the way.

But what a ride.