Betrayal (2023) Movie Script

1
Vince, you've got to keep the
barrel off the ground, alright?
Where?
Over there.
Well, go on then,
keep going. Come on.
Go, man.
Squeeze.
John, breathe out, breathe in.
Halfway out. Hold.
Squeeze.
Do it.
Do it.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
What's the matter with you?
Here.
What the fuck?
What's going on?
Go on then, son.
Go on.
Take a shot.
Let's see what you're made of.
Go on, son. Go on, John.
Relax, breathe out
and squeeze.
What, are you scared? Go on!
Go on. Go on!
Pathetic!
Where you going,
Johnny boy? Eh?
Where'd you think
you're going?
Huh? D'you see that?!
Fucker tried to kill me!
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
No time for that now, John.
Come on, get up.
Ah, Jesus Christ, you.
Go on, pull that off, go on.
John, get the key!
Vince, the key.
Vince, get his gun.
Keep fucking digging!
Come on, Vince.
John!
John!
John.
John!
What?
Where's Vince?
I don't know.
He's lost his mind.
Stress.
You know,
he's been sneaking out at night.
Since the funeral.
Vince.
You've got to snap
out of this now, OK?
She's gone.
Dad's gone.
John was meant to do it.
You've got previous.
That doesn't matter.
It'll be you that
goes to jail now.
Nobody is going to jail.
OK?
OK?
Let's get this safe open.
Vince.
Look, can we just
leave that for now?
Make sure he's OK.
Hey.
It's OK, Vince.
It's gonna be OK.
Look what I found.
Eh?
Eh?
That one's for you.
He got what he deserved, eh?
Eh?
So have a drink.
Come on, have a drink!
It's not like
he's coming back for it, eh?
Easy, John.
Bang!
Jesus, Miller.
Is your dad in?
Got too much game for us.
No, he's away on
one of his hunting trips.
I thought I heard him
returning, no?
No, no, he's been away
a couple of days now.
Do you think we should
call the police?
What's that?
You know, if...
Dad doesn't come back.
Why the police?
Listen, mate,
thanks so much for that.
We'll make sure he gets it.
Cool.
See you later.
-See you.
-Good night, mate.
Good night.
Keep your fucking mouth
shut next time.
-He seen us push that car.
-No, no.
No, he would have
said something.
Dad's wee cousin, eh?
"Is your dad in?"
Do you think he knew
what Dad was like?
Yeah, course he did.
I need a drink.
Ah, there he is.
Finally.
More for you, sir?
Ah.
Cheers to you both.
Woo!
Yeah!
He would be
turning in his grave
if he saw us
drinking this now.
Said he was, er,
saving it for
a special occasion.
Do you think we found one?
Jesus, he's early.
Quick, straighten
this place out.
-What's going on here?
-We just thought--
What's that, Vince?
Eh?
Let me see.
I just thought...
Eh, no, no, Kate.
What you got, son?
Um...
What's that meant to be?
It's meant to be you, Dad.
It's me?
Hey, I'm an egg.
Where'd you get
these eggs from?
From the barn.
Oh, so you thought
we don't need these eggs.
Nah, we don't
need to eat them.
What would be best to do with
these eggs is to waste them.
Is that right?
We can...
We can still eat them.
Go on then, eat it.
Uh, uh, uh, uh.
Didn't say peel it.
I said eat it.
Eat the fucking egg!
To her.
To Mum.
To her.
Wake up.
Wake up.
Vince, wake up! Wake up.
Jesus Christ, John!
Will you keep it down, man?
My head's fucking killing me.
I'm gonna make some food.
Do you want breakfast?
No.
No, no.
No, plenty of time for that.
Let's get this safe open, eh?
I wanna see
how much is inside.
Vince, give me the key.
-I thought you had it, no?
-No, I gave it to him.
Well, maybe he can
count the money
while we're
having breakfast, eh?
Vince! Key.
The key for the safe.
Give me it.
What the fuck
have you done, man?
I thought we were, um,
burying everything with him.
What did you do exactly?
I-I threw it in.
You...
I thought that's
what you wanted.
Why the fuck
would he give you the key
if he wanted you
to put it back in with him?
Well, I don't know!
I'm sorry, alright.
-Oh, fuck!
-I just panicked.
We need that key!
Without that safe
we have nothing.
-Maybe we can get it open.
-We've tried.
We've got more time now.
And... if the police come back
and it's all battered to fuck?
That's gonna
look great, isn't it?
Ah, fuck.
What are we gonna do?
We have to go back.
Go back?
Dig him up.
Fucking dig him up,
are you serious?
Well, have you got
any better ideas?
So, if we get caught...
are we still saying that...
that I did it?
Not getting caught,
though, are we?
Fuck.
Just keep your fucking
trap shut. Alright?
How yous doing?
-Jeep's looking spotless, lads.
-Mm-hmm.
Good job.
Any uh, sign of Don yet?
No, none yet, no.
We're, er, just on our way up
to look for him now, aren't we?
Yeah.
Where he hunts?
Mm-hmm.
Uh-huh.
We could help.
Know these woods like
the back of my hand, eh.
-We just need to drop that off.
-No need.
Thanks, mate.
Yeah, we're big boys, Miller.
We can look after
our own business, eh?
You-you alright, John?
Yeah. Hi, Annie.
She was a special lady, your ma.
-It was a lovely send-off.
-Mm.
She was special.
-She was--
-Look, we, er,
really should be
getting on, so...
Find Don.
Exactly.
Good luck with that.
He knows.
Would you shut up, Vince?!
He knows what I did.
We all did it.
All of us.
Hey, that's us.
Keep fucking digging, Vince.
You're the reason
we're back here.
Yeah, sorry.
We got him!
John!
What?
-Come here.
-What is it?
John, come here now!
What the fuck?
Where's the fucking body?
The key's fucking gone
and the rifle.
The rifle's gone.
-He wasn't dead.
-He was fucking dead!
-Then where the fuck is he then?
-I don't know.
-He was dead.
-What and you're sure of that?
-I'm sure.
-Then how do you explain this?
John, you were there.
You saw it with your own eyes.
What time did you two
go to bed last night?
What do you mean?
You were both still awake
when I fell asleep.
Yeah, so what?
So which one of you
came back up here?
What?
-Vince?
-Henry, listen to yourself.
You said it yourself,
he's lost it.
- You said that?
- No, I didn't say that.
-Henry, he didn't do this.
-What about you, then?
-Why would I do that?
-I don't know.
Take the key for yourself?
I don't know.
Oh, fuck off.
Er, may-maybe...
maybe this is Dad.
Maybe he like fucking changed
or something.
Will you shut your mouth?!
Leave him alone.
This wasn't him.
He didn't do it, OK?
So what, then?
I don't know.
I don't know what.
Maybe somebody took him.
No, I'll tell you one thing.
See, if he is alive,
he's angry.
And he has a gun.
Look, I just think
that we should go back, right?
See?
If you'd just listened to me
and killed him three weeks ago
then Mum would still be alive
and we wouldn't be here.
Hope I've made myself clear.
I'm away to the Millers.
Clear this mess up, eh?
You keep an eye on
this lot for me, huh?
We should report him.
To who?
Police.
He'll kill us.
Then we'll kill him.
What?
-He's our dad.
-He's a fucking animal.
No, he loves us.
He can be good, too.
You're the favorite, Vince.
You don't know what it's like
for the rest of us.
John, talk some
sense into him.
How much is in the safe?
I don't know.
He always says it's a fortune.
Won't even tell me
how he got it.
We should take it,
and we leave.
-Well, I don't wanna leave.
-Fuck's sakes, Vince.
Just forget about the key.
We should just go without it.
It's not risky if we kill him!
No.
John's right.
We leave.
All of us.
Together.
Look.
If you're seriously saying
it wasn't either of you,
then we need to find him.
Or his body or whoever's
fucking with us
or whatever's going on,
and we need to finish this.
Are you with me?
Course I am.
Keep an eye on him.
Come on.
Come on,
we need to keep searching!
We need to rest for a bit.
There's a track here, John.
We need to keep going.
Rest, Henry.
Get up.
Five minutes.
Look, who's in charge here?
Who's in charge?
No one. All of us.
No. No, that doesn't work.
Someone needs to be in charge.
-What, and that needs to be you?
-How good is your tracking?
Five minutes isn't going
to make a difference, is it?
-Why don't we vote on it?
-Vote on what?
Who's in charge.
-I vote me. Vince?
-Just calm down, alright?
Don't you fucking tell me
to calm down, John!
I'm the one who'll go to jail
for something you said you'd do.
Please, Henry,
just stop it, alright?
Why didn't you shoot him?
What's going on, John?
-What's going on?
-Mm-hmm.
Nothing.
What are you talking about?
You're fucking paranoid, mate.
You're like Dad.
Just stop it.
I vote for Henry.
What?
-To be in charge.
-Vince?
Let's keep moving.
-Yeah, fine, whatever.
-Mm.
Tracks go this way, Vince.
Sorry I voted for Henry.
It's fine.
I just don't want him
to go to jail and that.
He won't.
He will if we don't fix this.
Boys!
What?
Jesus Christ.
What the fuck is this?
What the fuck?
- We should go back.
- Nah.
This is fucked up.
Let me think.
Nah. We're going back.
-Come on, Vince.
-No, you're fucking not.
Look at him.
Look at the state of him.
Let's go home and wait this out.
Wait for what?
For the police to come
and take me away?
No. No, no, we stay here.
-We finish this tonight.
-How?
We stake this place out
and we wait for
whoever it is to come back.
What, like an ambush?
Exactly.
We don't even know
if someone is coming back.
Got any better ideas?
Not long now.
No one's coming.
Do you think we should
tell Henry the truth?
Absolutely not. No.
Don't you ever say that again.
Do you hear me?
Say it.
I've lost Mum.
I'm not losing you.
I need to take a piss.
Don't go far.
Fuck's sake, Vince.
How long does it take to piss?
No.
-Where are you going?
-On my way.
-I'm not going anywhere.
-Well, you don't have to.
What, you're gonna leave me to
clean up your mess on my own?
-Enough, Henry.
-Where is he?
Went for a piss.
What, you let him out of
your sight, did you?
I'm gonna go find him now,
then I'm gonna go
take him home.
You can come if you like.
It's over.
What you doing, Henry?
You better not be trying
to fuck me here, John.
Trying to set me up for this.
-Just put that down.
-No.
Remember the box?
Wee box that Dad
used to put us in.
Yeah.
Remember when he had me
in there for three days?
I'm not going to prison, John.
I'm not fucking going.
I didn't do any of this.
We were meant to be free.
That was the whole point
in all of this.
The whole point
was protecting Mum.
Yeah, we fucked that up,
didn't we?
Yeah, we did.
So let's protect Vince.
Let me take him home.
And what if I don't let you?
John, what if I don't let you
take him home?
Couldn't even shoot Dad.
But I don't think
that you can shoot me either.
Look at me.
No.
Fuck's sake.
Where the fuck is he?
-Told him not to go far.
-I told you he's a liability.
He's scared. He'll be back
at the jeep keeping warm.
He could have come
back up here last night.
Don't be so stupid.
How could he have done that?
You saw what he was
like around Miller.
-What if he goes to the police?
-He won't.
How can you be so sure?
What is it, Henry?
I'm not saying anything.
No, go on, say it.
I'm not saying we do
anything to him.
But what if we make him think
that we might?
What?
He's more likely
to keep him mouth shut
if he thinks his life
depends on it.
We are a team,
the three of us.
Four.
Four of us.
I believe in you all.
Henry, you watch your dad
while we pack.
Come on.
Just watch him, OK?
We don't know what's it's gonna
be like out there for us.
Anything is better than this.
Dad told me he'd kill
himself if we ever left.
He won't.
We can't go.
Vince.
Do you love Mum?
Do you love Mum?
Yeah.
But I love Dad, too.
You fucking idiot.
-It was a mistake, John.
-We agreed.
We fucking agreed.
-I just--
-Fuck!
It's all my fault.
It's my fault. It's my fault!
Yes, it is your fucking fault!
Get up.
We have to keep looking. OK?
He could be back at the jeep.
Fuck. He's not here.
Henry.
What?
Where are the rest
of the bullets?
They're in the back.
They're gone.
Fuck.
For fuck's sake, Vince.
We just need to wait on him.
I'll take the first watch.
What the fuck?
Mum, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
John.
Hey, John.
Come and have a drink, man.
- Whoa!-
D'you see that?!
Sit down.
What's the matter with ya?
- John.
- You were dead.
Dad, stop it, please!
Here.
I said fucking eat it!
Fuck. You're dead.
You are dead.
Relax, relax, you know.
Come here, now!
Stay back, son,
son, son, son.
Put the gun down, lad.
Come on. Good boy.
Now, what's the matter with you?
You alright?
Relax, man.
You could have just told him,
then it'd all be over.
-What the fuck?
-Shh.
Listen.
We're getting closer.
-Where are we?
-Shh.
Straight ahead, John.
Fresh.
What are you doing, Vince?
I got it wrong the first time.
Should have used a photograph.
What the fuck are you
talking about, Vince?
This is how you
bring someone back.
Is this what you've
been doing
when you've
disappeared at night?
It's an offering.
So that other place was you?
I'm bringing Mum back.
She can still come back!
Stop... fucking...
talking about her.
Well, you two never ever
want to talk about her!
It's like...
It's like she never existed.
So I'm talking about her.
I'm gonna bring her back.
Where'd you put him?
Dad?
Where did you put him
when you dug him up?
Was the deer an offering, too?
Were you trying to bring
him back as well?
No, just--
We need to get him back
in the fucking ground
and give us that key.
I didn't do anything, Henry--
I swear if you fuck this up
for us, I'm gonna kill you.
Hey!
-Did you do it, Vince?
-No, I didn't do anything, John.
It's OK, Vince,
you can tell me.
Yeah?
Answer him, Vince.
Henry.
-Henry!
-Answer him.
Or we're gonna
have to hurt you.
Henry.
-I'm not joking.
-Henry, put that down.
I'm gonna count to three.
Henry.
And if you don't tell us where
he is, I'm gonna start cutting.
Henry, no.
One.
Put the knife down, now.
-Two.
-Fuck, Henry!
Stop it!
Next one doesn't miss.
Go on, then.
Back up!
We all know you're
a fucking coward, John.
Agh!
He knows where Dad is.
-OK, maybe.
-Maybe?
You saw what he was doing.
He thinks he can raise
the fucking dead.
You tried to shoot him.
I was just trying to scare him
like I said!
Yeah, well,
I think that worked.
Get up!
-Come on, this way.
-The jeep--
This way, John!
In here.
Shh, shh, shh. Quiet.
It can't be Vince. He wouldn't.
If it's not Vince shooting
at us, then who is it?
Let's just get back to the jeep.
I don't fucking believe it.
Was that you at the grave?
Did you take a fucking
shot at us, Vince?
-I didn't shoot at you.
-Then who did?
We need to get the fuck
out of here.
-Can't.-Why?
Our tire's slashed.
Look.
So what?
Who do we know that smokes?
Miller?
No.
Jesus Christ!
Get up, get him up!
Get in.
John, we can't
drive it like this.
We have to try.
-Jesus Christ!
-John.
-I know!
-Move quickly!
Hold on, hold on.
-Fuck, can't find my seatbelt.
-Where're they shooting from?
Keep your head down.
Look out!
I can't see where I'm going.
We're going off road!
-I can't see a thing.
-Look out!
Fuck!
Fuck. We're out in the open.
Vince, follow me.
- You know where you are?
- Think so. Come on, Vince.
Come on. John!
Right, come on.
Fucking Miller.
Let's keep moving.
We can hold up here.
I can't fucking believe it.
He could be just
trying to scare us.
We don't even know
if it's Miller.
Who else could it be?
I'll take the first watch.
You get some sleep.
Close your eyes, Vince.
John.
Mum?
Don't tell him, John.
You must never tell him!
I'm starving.
We all are, Vince.
Sorry I thought it was you.
Listen, mate,
I have to tell you something.
It's my fault Mum's dead.
Henry, listen, I--
Let's just focus on what
we're doing next, shall we?
Yep.
We're sitting ducks for Miller.
Let's get him
before he gets us, eh?
His cottage is what,
a few miles down the road?
He's probably got
Dad's key as well.
Get him? As in...?
Look, if we go home, what's to
say he doesn't go there next?
It's him or us.
Then we can go to the police.
Fuck that.
I'm going.
So we kill him? Then what?
Do we kill his wife, too?
Bury him out here
in the woods?
Do we just kill everyone
that gets in our way?
It's what Dad would have done.
Yeah, but you're not Dad,
are you?
We're all a wee bit Dad, John.
Let's just be murderers
then, eh?
Maybe that's all we are.
He tried to kill us
last night.
We can't just
wait here for him
to come back
and finish the job.
Now.
Go.
What'd you think you're doing?
Could ask you
the same question.
-Where were you last night?
-What are you doing in my house?
Just calm down.
-We know it was you.
-What was me?
Saw your van.
Up at the forest.
Yes.
-Looking for your Dad.
-We know you found him.
No, I didn't.
Why don't you put that down
so we can talk?
We could make a deal.
Whatever's in the safe,
you can keep it.
Are you on something, John?
You know we had
no choice, right?
What?
My mum didn't trip.
-She didn't?
-Mm-mm.
My dad pushed her
down the stairs.
He wouldn't.
We led him into the woods
and then we killed him.
Wait, Vince.
You what?
You killed Don?
You know we did.
Put it down.
Put it down, Miller.
Didn't expect us
to turn up here, did you?
I don't have the first clue
what is going on here.
Where's the body?
-Who's body?
-Dad's.
You took it.
You want the three of us dead
so you can
have it all yourself.
Have what to myself?
You know what
he put us through.
What he put our mum through.
No. Don's family.
-He's a good guy.
-No, he fucking wasn't.
You can cough up that fucking
key while you're at it.
-You killed him?
-Henry, just hold it.
-He's lying.
-I don't think that he is.
He was up in the woods
shooting at us.
I was up there
looking for him.
- Fuck!
- He's bluffing, John.
- Henry.
- Don't believe him.
I think he's telling the truth.
Then who the fuck
was shooting at us?
Oh, fuck!
Get down! Move!
Hey, you looking
for this, boys?!
Fuck!
-He was dead.
-Clearly not.
I did bring him back.
No, you didn't.
We just fucked up.
We won't make
that mistake again.
Henry, where you going?
What did I fucking tell you
about going for
a clean kill, boys?
Eh? You can't even
get that right!
Put 'em down, boys.
Put 'em down.
Do you think
I won't shoot her? Huh?
Do you think I give
a fuck at this stage?
My own boys try and kill me.
My own flesh and blood.
I wake up and I have to claw
my way out of a fucking grave
dug by my own fucking boys!
-Please, please, Don.
-Shut your fucking mouth!
We can fix this.
Oh, no, it's too late
for that now, son.
You've all made your choices.
We didn't have a choice!
Oh, do you think
you had it tough?
You never met my dad.
Now, there was a man.
There was a sick fucking
bastard if ever I met one.
You boys
should consider yourselves
fucking lucky you had me.
Why did you kill Miller?
It wasn't meant for Miller.
It was meant for Henry.
But I'm not such
a shit hot shot now
since I got a fucking
bullet in my shoulder.
Be your fucking head
next time!
Go on, then!
Stick it straight through her
and into me!
Go on. No, aim for
the heart, you idiot!
That's how you make sure
they're dead.
Go on!
Go on.
Go on, son.
No?
No, no?
What about you, Johnny boy?
Do you think
you can do it this time?
Huh? Do you think
you can take the shot?
You couldn't do it last time.
Go on.
Go on, take it!
I know you don't want
to shoot me, Vince.
You love me, son, eh?
Like I love you.
You're not like these two.
Why don't you put
the guns down, boys?
The f--
That's it.
Good boy, son, all the way.
On the floor, son,
on the floor.
That's it. Good boy.
Good boy.
Put the fucking guns down now!
Alright.
Fuck, fuck, no!
I'll give you three seconds.
Three.
Two.
-One.
-No, wait!
-Henry.
-He can't win.
He already has. Put it down.
Good boy, son.
That's it, Henry.
On the floor, Henry.
On the fucking floor.
That's it. Good boy.
That's it.
Fuck!
We can't have any witnesses,
can we, boys?
-You won't get away with this.
-Dad, don't do this.
I'm only defending myself.
He tried to kill me.
Yeah, so did I!
Don't worry,
I'm getting to you!
And me!
Not you, Vince, you're gonna
stick around, back up my story.
What story?
These two going all Columbine
on us and killing the Millers.
I had no choice
but to put them down.
This...
This is for Mum.
For Mum?
I didn't kill your mum.
-You still don't know?
-Know what?
He still doesn't know?
Are you gonna tell him
or will I?
-Where's Henry?
-We can't go, Mum.
Vince, we talked about this.
No, we can't leave Dad.
Don't worry, son.
Nobody's leaving.
So, you're all in on it,
are you?
Dad, just let us go.
With my money?
Vince told me
about your little plan.
OK, we're sorry, we don't need
your money just, just let us go.
Vince doesn't want to go,
does he?
Vince?
Is that not right, Vince?
I want us all to be together.
Vince wants us all
to be together, John.
You're not gonna break up
the family, are you?
We are going. The first chance
we get, we are gone.
Jesus Christ!
We hate this place.
-You understand?
-Uh-huh.
It's over.
Come on.
-Vince, come on.
-Come on.
-Look at that, Vince.
-Vince!
- Look what she's done to me.
- Vince, come on, baby!
She's not well, son.
- Come on.
- Look.
- See, how she's hurt me?
- Hurry up.
You know I can't
live without you.
Vince!
You have to hurt her
a little bit, OK.
Just to keep her,
just for a couple of weeks.
Just a little bit, eh?
You-you know I love you, son.
You can't trust him.
-You make your choice now, eh?
-Vince!
Vince.
Do what you need to do.
What's wrong, son?
Mum!
What have you done?
Mum?
No, no, no, no. No.
Don't... Mum...
He's lying, Henry.
He'd say anything!
It's the truth, Henry.
You know it.
Vince.
Vince!
I'm sorry, Henry.
Oh, Jesus Christ! Why?
Dad told me he'd kill himself
if I didn't do something.
Shut the fuck up!
I thought that
if I hurt her...
then she wouldn't
be able to leave.
She wasn't meant to die.
I just wanted to keep
the family together.
And you fucking knew.
It's not his fault!
He just does whatever he says!
He loves him!
Oh, he loves him?
This fucking monster.
He loves this fucking monster!
You thought I did it.
No, you-you were right
to want to kill me for that.
The person who killed
your mother deserves to die.
You shut your fucking mouth.
John knew.
And he lied about it,
because he knew what you'd do,
what you would have to do
if you found out.
You knew...
and you lied.
All this time, I thought
it was me and it was him.
No, it was him.
It was him, you idiot!
He tricked him.
Vince!
She's dead because of you!
So what the fuck
am I meant to do now, eh?
You know what I'd do.
Shut your fucking mouth.
Go on, Henry.
Henry.
They deceived you.
Don't listen to him.
Both of them as bad
as each other.
Henry, we-we are a team.
I forgive you, Henry.
Get rid of them and
we'll start again.
They're not like us,
they're weak.
Get rid of them for him.
He killed your
fucking mother, Henry!
Broke her fucking neck
like an animal.
You fucking did it!
Go on.
Shoot him.
I fucking knew you two
were in on this together,
I knew it!
Go on. Go on, Henry.
Shoot 'em, put 'em down!
He deserves it!
Shoot him!
Run, Vince! Go!
Go on, son. Kill him!
You protected that wee snake.
I swear to God
I'm gonna kill the pair of you.
-I can't find the keys!
-Well, fucking look!
You're fucking liars!
Here, just fucking take it.
Oh, shit, here they are.
John!
Bastards!
Show yourself!
John!
Vince, go hide.
-But... what about you?
-Do it.
I'm unarmed.
Just let me in
and we can talk about this.
I have the key.
It's all over.
It's just the three of us now.
-Where is he?
-Never you mind.
So it's come to this?
You tried to shoot us.
Yeah, I guess I did.
And Dad?
He's gone.
Definitely this time?
Mm-hmm.
How'd you think I got the key?
So how long do you think
it'll take for the police
to find the bodies?
A day or two.
-Maybe longer.
-So there's still time.
Time for what?
To disappear.
There's still one thing, John.
He never meant it, Henry.
Mm. You said.
It was Dad.
He used Vince to do it.
You...
You know my first memory?
Must've been about three.
Watching Mum...
go back and forth.
Back and forth.
Pretending to fall over
bales of hay to make me laugh.
Well, as I got older...
I realized she was
only doing that
so when Dad went for her...
I wouldn't be so scared.
She was so fucking strong, John.
You know?
For us.
She tried so hard to give us
as much joy as she could.
I loved her so much.
And my own brother--
I am not gonna let you
hurt him, Henry.
What you gonna do?
-You gonna shoot me?
-If I have to.
-She deserves justice.
-That wouldn't be justice.
That'd be revenge.
Yeah, same thing, innit?
You sound like Dad.
Yeah, you've said.
Last chance, John.
You give me Vince
or I'll go get him myself.
No.
We all go together
or not at all.
I'm sorry you feel that way.
You don't need to hide, Vince.
Come here, you fucking coward!
Vince.
Vince!
Vince!
You think you can kill me?
I don't die, son!
I'm in you!
I'm in your blood!
I'm you!
And you're me!
Vince.
Don't you want to come and
talk to your brother, Vince?
If anything, I respect you
all the more for this.
I thought you were soft
like your mother.
Vince, I swear to God!
Vince!
I'm gonna count to three
and then I'm gonna
kick this fucking door in, OK?
Vince.
Vince.
Vince, open this
fucking door now!
Henry.
Vince, you open
the fucking door now
or I'm gonna gut your brother.
Vince, stay in there,
don't come out.
Somebody needs to pay, John.
Henry, Henry.
It's time to make
your choice, son.
You're with him
or you're with me.
See that key round your neck?
That's for you, son.
That's all yours.
You get rid of him for me
and we'll start again.
You'll take my place
when I'm gone.
You think you can trust him?
You fucking lied to me, John!
That's right, Henry.
You-you were right,
someone's got to pay.
Henry.
There is a little bit of him
in all of us.
But there's also
a little bit of Mum.
And you have to let her win
because me and Vince,
we love you!
He doesn't love you.
Henry, he's lying
to you again, son.
Go on, then. Go on!
Go on, that's it.
That's my boy!
Go on, son.
Go on. Go on, Henry.
Go fuck yourself.
That is a big mistake, Henry.
It's a big fucking mistake!
I...
Boys, boys, wait.
Wait, it's OK.
Of course it's empty.
Maybe he spent it.
There is no money, Vince.
There never was.
Let's finish this.
It was his dad's.
Did you know?
Why don't you do
the honors, Vince?
What the fuck do we tell them?
We tell them the truth
of what happened up here.
-This ends today.
-John--
The truth.
For Mum.
For Mum.
For Mum.