Small Time Gangster (2011) s01e07 Episode Script
Episode 7
I've got the cleaning business all set up.
All I've gotta do is get Baz to let me go and I'm sweet.
Got a couple hundred grand in your back pocket, have you, mate? That's what it'll take, and more, to really get clear.
It's Barry's money, Les.
Yeah, not anymore, it's not, OK? No, no, no way! He couldn't! He wouldn't! There's nothing weirdgoing on between Darlene and little Tony, is there? Tones, he's doing business, same as ever.
But it's not just Les who'll get the blame.
I mean, this happened on your watch.
We shouldn't be doing this.
Yeah, you're fuckin' telling me.
Where are you? I'm just hanging out with a mate.
Not Les? No.
No, why? You seen him? No! He hasn't been home! And what happened to you? You just did a disappearing act on me.
Oh, I'm gonna be a bit late home, so so don't worry.
You sound stressed.
No, I-I can't talk.
I gotta go.
Where are you? Look, I can't explain, Cath.
Not now, OK? Tony! See ya, babe.
Mum? Was that Dad? 'Cause I really need Need to talk to him.
I know, sweetheart.
You want to tell me what's wrong? Nothing.
It's fine.
OK.
Can you go and get your sister, tell her to come downstairs? She said I know what she said.
Can you just go and do it? Yeah.
Leave it! We're nearly there.
You listen to me.
You made me a promise - no more secrets, no more crime.
Yeah, I know, I know.
Darlene just couldn't let go of you, could she? She's got you back on the job.
Look, I can't get into this, right? Not now.
Well, Matt needs to talk to you.
Mel's gone all weird on me.
And Tony, I just You keep shutting me out and I thought we were past all that.
There's stuff happening now that I just can't tell you about, OK? You mean won't tell me.
No, no, no, no, no.
It's more it's more complicated than that.
Cath, you're just going to have to trust me, please.
Fuck! We should pull out, man.
I've got a bad feeling about this.
It was your idea, Einstein.
Nuh.
No sign of him anywhere.
Wrinkly fuck! Hey, watch it.
He's still my mate.
Yeah, I thought I was too.
Come on, you two.
We're all in the shit.
We gotta get out of this together.
Knowing Barry's temper, we've got about 24 hours.
Or we're fucked.
Fucking Les! You know what we need? A job.
A big pay-off.
Get the money to Barry.
He never knows it was missing in the first place.
Yes.
Yeah, that's a great idea.
Isn't this shit flammable? What is it? Yeah, we just made the pick-up.
Good.
Oh, Stevie, that other thing we talked about? Don't do it.
Not today.
Barry.
Why aren't you answering the phone, Darlene? Oh, flat battery.
Sorry.
Everything alright there? Everything's fine.
Where's my dosh? Counting machine's on the blink.
Is that right? Don't want to underpay the boss, now, do we? Or overpay.
Barry? Shit.
You sure about this, son? 'Cause there's no going back.
Who is it? Charlie.
I've come for the cash.
Oh, you're up early.
Where's the money? Ah, yeah, we just hid it when we heard someone coming.
We're counting it for your old man as we speak.
What's really going on, Tone? Nothing, mate.
I thought you were cleaning carpets for a living, huh? You're working.
Without me.
After all I've done for you - helped you with that Weasel prick.
And I keep your petty little secrets for you, and you cut me out! Nah, mate, it's not like that, OK? Whatever it is, I can help ya.
I've proven that to you already.
Mate, there is nothing to help with, that's what I'm saying.
If you're not working and you're not training me, what do I owe ya? Charlie, I already told you, mate.
It's Fuck! I didn't see any money there.
What about this counting machine bullshit? It's bullshit, alright.
And Tony's in on it? And Darlene? Steve too.
It's a fucking mutiny.
I knew it.
Good to have you back, son.
Take your pick.
Anything you want.
I've gotta make a couple of calls.
- I so don't need a babysitter.
- Quiet.
Thanks for this, Brent.
Oh, no, no.
You take as long as you need.
We'll just watch a DVD.
We've got 'West Side Story'.
Yeah? Great.
Les reckons it's gay.
Matt! Sorry.
Look, there's lots of stuff in the fridge, so Where are you going? Just out.
Good luck.
I had no idea Les would do this, I swear.
You and I, we need to fix this together, despite all the other stuff.
You're turning me down and going back to the 'burbs with Cathy Homemaker.
Yeah.
Not interrupting anything, am I, guys? Don't be stupid.
Got a plan.
What do you know about meth? It's worth a shitload these days.
It's overtaking coke, weed, everything.
You guys are security for a Sydney crew.
You guarantee safe delivery of their 44-gallon barrels of precursor to a warehouse.
We deliver the chemicals to the buyers, they give us a million in cash.
So what do we get? We get 300 grand as soon as we've delivered.
I make a call, they're there in an hour to pick up their cash and give us ours.
It's easy money.
The downside is, you get pulled over by the cops for running a red light, they find the stuff, you're looking at 10 to 12 inside trying not to get sodomised or shanked, and probably in that order.
So that's $300,000.
We could probably scrape together another $200,000.
So that's $500,000 for Barry, Les gets a pass.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Like, so I stick my neck out, I lie to Barry and I don't get paid? All so you can, what, just save Les from the drop? Get fucked! I mean, look what he did to me! Huh? I was fucking beautiful once.
I can do it on my own, if I have to.
Fucking open, you fucking cunt.
We don't have an option.
I need you to do this for me.
For us.
- Alright, I'm in.
- Thanks, mate.
Hi, hon.
Yeah, yeah, good.
And him? What about him? This is some major money.
We've got a chance to solve a lot of problems if IF there are no witnesses.
Stevie, that wasn't part of the plan.
I can do it.
We were gonna set him up later with Barry.
Oh, what, so, I'm I'm not allowed to have ideas, huh? So it's just, you know, you and him? Fuck.
Stevie, don't.
Mm-mm.
Don't, Steve.
Fuck me.
Righto.
What's up your arse? Hey? Steve? Come on, mate.
We've been mates for 10 years, eh? Whatever it is, just fucking tell me, please? Take it easy, Steve.
Don't fucking tell me what to do, alright? Here we go.
Hang on, hang on.
How come no-one from the Sydney crew wants to be there for a million-dollar deal? What, they trust me that much? Well, that's why I said no the first time - it all seemed a bit suss, especially with Richie involved.
Richie? Oh, fuckin' great.
Little Tony! Been a while.
Richie.
Told you those Sydney boys are chicken shit.
They got you taking all the risks.
The price was right.
I'll come over and count the cash.
You send someone over to check the gear.
Hey, mate.
Yeah.
Paying off my student loan.
Yeah, me too.
Really? Yeah, I'm studying my master's in shut the fuck up! How's it look over there, nerd? Yeah, I think it's good.
Alright? We good to go? Maybe not.
We got a problem.
What do you mean? It's 80 grand short, Rich.
That wasn't part of the deal! I'm talking to Tony, dumb fuck.
Nobody fucking talks to me like that! I just fuckin' did.
We're going to make a new deal.
Righto, boys.
Just calm down.
Calm down! Alright, calm down.
No, Tony.
This is between me and dumb fuck.
Fuck! Oh, Jesus.
Steve, yes? Yeah, we need help.
It's all gone fucking pear-shaped! Tony, bring me the money! How does he know your name? Fuck's sake, Tony! Barry? Barry? I wish you hadn't said that, Steve.
What? Say his name, dumb fuck.
He was right.
You are a dumb fuck.
Dad, can we go now? Just a minute, son.
You done good.
Bring me the money and put the guns down.
I swear to God and sunny Jesus I will leave you traitorous dogs where you fall! Now put the fucking guns down! Calm down, Barry.
Calm down?! I had to ring around to find out what my own crew was up to! Don't tell me to calm down! Are you out of your fucking mind, taking on a job with this knucklehead? Darlene's back at the pub waiting for the big pay-off.
Baz She dropped my name to get this fucking gig! And while we're at it, where's my $500,000 from that fucking crane guy? Can we talk about this where there's not two dead blokes, a million in cash and 300 gallons of meth precursor? Put the gun down or I will put you two down.
Les did it! Oh, Steve, shut the fuck up! Les what? He took the $500,000 from us at the pub! Fuck! He pistol-whipped me! I'm not dying for that prick! Fuck him! Les? Old Les? Bullshit! Yeah, he went mental, swear to God.
Took the whole lot.
We were just trying to do the right thing, OK? Trying to pay you back.
Come on, Steve, back me up.
Why should I, huh, when Darlene wants you? I've been rooting her sideways for a week and she couldn't care less.
You've been rooting Darlene? Bullshit! She'd never fuck you, Steve.
I love her! But she loves this prick! That's what you've been shitty about? Then why didn't you tell me? I don't give a fuck whether you two jokers are having a three-way every fuckin' parmigiana night! My own crew is ripping me off! It's a kick in the cods and I can't fuckin' have it! Shush.
Don't fucking shush me! Shush! Shush! Arggh! Fuck! Start the car, son! Argh! Oh, Tone, Tone.
I'm sorry, man.
I'm so sorry.
You know, I'll always love you.
I always have, mate.
You know that.
Now's not quite the time for it.
OK, mate.
Yeah, you concentrate.
Come on, go! Where's Tony? He's your husband.
How should I know? He's on a job, isn't he? You'll have to ask him that.
Listen, Darlene, I just I just need to know when he'll be home.
Knowing him, as soon as he can be.
So he's safe? I hope so.
Oh, and Darlene? What? When I see him, I'll I'll tell him you said goodbye.
That's the way, son.
Just keep it on 60.
You were so calm back there, mate, under fire and everything.
You're the kind of bloke a man wants beside him in the trenches.
But not in a gay way.
Yeah, mate, I get the picture.
Did I tell you I love you? Only about 10 times, mate.
Just rest up, will you? I've just been shot in the arse, bro! Arggh! He's losing a lot of blood.
We've got to get him to a hospital.
We're not going to a fucking hospital! The Alfred's 10 minutes away.
What's the big deal? A gunshot wound means cops.
Cops means jail.
How about we pull over? Oh, fucking karma.
It's Artie all over again.
Fuck, I don't want to end up like him, mate.
Please, Tony, just don't chop me up, alright? Look, I can keep my mouth shut.
I can keep my mouth shut.
I'd swear on my kids, if I had any.
He'll say anything to get out of the shit right now.
He'll talk to the cops.
No, no, no.
No, Steve's not a rat.
He'll do his bit like a man.
Right, it's on your head.
Hey, Stevie.
Hi.
It's gone tits up.
I'm on my way to the hospital.
Will you come and see me? Of course I will.
I'll bring grapes and a lawyer.
When I go away, will you wait for me? It's not going to come to that.
D-Darlene I gotta go, baby.
You take care, Stevie, OK? "Will you come visit me?" Jesus Christ! Mate, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I should've backed you up, mate.
I'm sorry about everything, you know.
But I fuckin' love her, man.
Yeah, I know, mate.
She's not there.
Must've gone to go and see Steve.
Now, that's what I call hands-on management! Hey? Just like the old days.
What a fuckin' rush, eh? Bullets flying, guns blazing! Cash.
Steve and I risked our lives for this, mate, to pay you back for Les.
And there's double in there what he stole, alright? So the way I see it, Les is off the hook and I'm out.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What? Well, Les - he's in the clear.
I'm done, mate.
I'm through with it.
I'm finished with it all, mate.
Look, it's nothing personal, just I'm just gonna try the straight and narrow for a bit.
Naturally, I'll keep my mouth shut.
No, mate.
No.
No-one leaves me.
I run this crew.
Unless you know something I don't, sunshine.
You weren't thinking of narking me out, were you? Jesus, Baz.
You know me, mate.
I'm no rat.
I've got a little surprise for you.
Boys! Les knew what he was doing.
He knew I'd come after him.
He did it for you.
Come on, Barry.
Les doesn't deserve this.
You want to prove your hands are clean? Yeah, of course I do, but not Then find him, kill him, and bring me the money.
Barry.
Barry, please, mate.
Either you do it or someone else will.
Now listen up! Old Les ripped me off, big-time.
So there's 50,000 bucks for the first bloke to find him and bring him to me.
And an extra 10 grand for signs of torture.
Fuckin' Jesus.
Come on, fellas.
Come on, fellas, this is Les we're talking about, huh? Come on, Frank.
You grew up with him, for Christ's sake! Listen, son.
This is the life we chose.
Now, you might want to check this old fishing haunt that your grandad and Les used to go to.
I'd love it to be you, son.
Fuck youse! Barry! Barry, mate! Come on! Les sees you as family, mate.
Either you do it with a kind hand - quick and painless - and prove you're loyal or he suffers.
And maybe you do too.
Fuck!
All I've gotta do is get Baz to let me go and I'm sweet.
Got a couple hundred grand in your back pocket, have you, mate? That's what it'll take, and more, to really get clear.
It's Barry's money, Les.
Yeah, not anymore, it's not, OK? No, no, no way! He couldn't! He wouldn't! There's nothing weirdgoing on between Darlene and little Tony, is there? Tones, he's doing business, same as ever.
But it's not just Les who'll get the blame.
I mean, this happened on your watch.
We shouldn't be doing this.
Yeah, you're fuckin' telling me.
Where are you? I'm just hanging out with a mate.
Not Les? No.
No, why? You seen him? No! He hasn't been home! And what happened to you? You just did a disappearing act on me.
Oh, I'm gonna be a bit late home, so so don't worry.
You sound stressed.
No, I-I can't talk.
I gotta go.
Where are you? Look, I can't explain, Cath.
Not now, OK? Tony! See ya, babe.
Mum? Was that Dad? 'Cause I really need Need to talk to him.
I know, sweetheart.
You want to tell me what's wrong? Nothing.
It's fine.
OK.
Can you go and get your sister, tell her to come downstairs? She said I know what she said.
Can you just go and do it? Yeah.
Leave it! We're nearly there.
You listen to me.
You made me a promise - no more secrets, no more crime.
Yeah, I know, I know.
Darlene just couldn't let go of you, could she? She's got you back on the job.
Look, I can't get into this, right? Not now.
Well, Matt needs to talk to you.
Mel's gone all weird on me.
And Tony, I just You keep shutting me out and I thought we were past all that.
There's stuff happening now that I just can't tell you about, OK? You mean won't tell me.
No, no, no, no, no.
It's more it's more complicated than that.
Cath, you're just going to have to trust me, please.
Fuck! We should pull out, man.
I've got a bad feeling about this.
It was your idea, Einstein.
Nuh.
No sign of him anywhere.
Wrinkly fuck! Hey, watch it.
He's still my mate.
Yeah, I thought I was too.
Come on, you two.
We're all in the shit.
We gotta get out of this together.
Knowing Barry's temper, we've got about 24 hours.
Or we're fucked.
Fucking Les! You know what we need? A job.
A big pay-off.
Get the money to Barry.
He never knows it was missing in the first place.
Yes.
Yeah, that's a great idea.
Isn't this shit flammable? What is it? Yeah, we just made the pick-up.
Good.
Oh, Stevie, that other thing we talked about? Don't do it.
Not today.
Barry.
Why aren't you answering the phone, Darlene? Oh, flat battery.
Sorry.
Everything alright there? Everything's fine.
Where's my dosh? Counting machine's on the blink.
Is that right? Don't want to underpay the boss, now, do we? Or overpay.
Barry? Shit.
You sure about this, son? 'Cause there's no going back.
Who is it? Charlie.
I've come for the cash.
Oh, you're up early.
Where's the money? Ah, yeah, we just hid it when we heard someone coming.
We're counting it for your old man as we speak.
What's really going on, Tone? Nothing, mate.
I thought you were cleaning carpets for a living, huh? You're working.
Without me.
After all I've done for you - helped you with that Weasel prick.
And I keep your petty little secrets for you, and you cut me out! Nah, mate, it's not like that, OK? Whatever it is, I can help ya.
I've proven that to you already.
Mate, there is nothing to help with, that's what I'm saying.
If you're not working and you're not training me, what do I owe ya? Charlie, I already told you, mate.
It's Fuck! I didn't see any money there.
What about this counting machine bullshit? It's bullshit, alright.
And Tony's in on it? And Darlene? Steve too.
It's a fucking mutiny.
I knew it.
Good to have you back, son.
Take your pick.
Anything you want.
I've gotta make a couple of calls.
- I so don't need a babysitter.
- Quiet.
Thanks for this, Brent.
Oh, no, no.
You take as long as you need.
We'll just watch a DVD.
We've got 'West Side Story'.
Yeah? Great.
Les reckons it's gay.
Matt! Sorry.
Look, there's lots of stuff in the fridge, so Where are you going? Just out.
Good luck.
I had no idea Les would do this, I swear.
You and I, we need to fix this together, despite all the other stuff.
You're turning me down and going back to the 'burbs with Cathy Homemaker.
Yeah.
Not interrupting anything, am I, guys? Don't be stupid.
Got a plan.
What do you know about meth? It's worth a shitload these days.
It's overtaking coke, weed, everything.
You guys are security for a Sydney crew.
You guarantee safe delivery of their 44-gallon barrels of precursor to a warehouse.
We deliver the chemicals to the buyers, they give us a million in cash.
So what do we get? We get 300 grand as soon as we've delivered.
I make a call, they're there in an hour to pick up their cash and give us ours.
It's easy money.
The downside is, you get pulled over by the cops for running a red light, they find the stuff, you're looking at 10 to 12 inside trying not to get sodomised or shanked, and probably in that order.
So that's $300,000.
We could probably scrape together another $200,000.
So that's $500,000 for Barry, Les gets a pass.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Like, so I stick my neck out, I lie to Barry and I don't get paid? All so you can, what, just save Les from the drop? Get fucked! I mean, look what he did to me! Huh? I was fucking beautiful once.
I can do it on my own, if I have to.
Fucking open, you fucking cunt.
We don't have an option.
I need you to do this for me.
For us.
- Alright, I'm in.
- Thanks, mate.
Hi, hon.
Yeah, yeah, good.
And him? What about him? This is some major money.
We've got a chance to solve a lot of problems if IF there are no witnesses.
Stevie, that wasn't part of the plan.
I can do it.
We were gonna set him up later with Barry.
Oh, what, so, I'm I'm not allowed to have ideas, huh? So it's just, you know, you and him? Fuck.
Stevie, don't.
Mm-mm.
Don't, Steve.
Fuck me.
Righto.
What's up your arse? Hey? Steve? Come on, mate.
We've been mates for 10 years, eh? Whatever it is, just fucking tell me, please? Take it easy, Steve.
Don't fucking tell me what to do, alright? Here we go.
Hang on, hang on.
How come no-one from the Sydney crew wants to be there for a million-dollar deal? What, they trust me that much? Well, that's why I said no the first time - it all seemed a bit suss, especially with Richie involved.
Richie? Oh, fuckin' great.
Little Tony! Been a while.
Richie.
Told you those Sydney boys are chicken shit.
They got you taking all the risks.
The price was right.
I'll come over and count the cash.
You send someone over to check the gear.
Hey, mate.
Yeah.
Paying off my student loan.
Yeah, me too.
Really? Yeah, I'm studying my master's in shut the fuck up! How's it look over there, nerd? Yeah, I think it's good.
Alright? We good to go? Maybe not.
We got a problem.
What do you mean? It's 80 grand short, Rich.
That wasn't part of the deal! I'm talking to Tony, dumb fuck.
Nobody fucking talks to me like that! I just fuckin' did.
We're going to make a new deal.
Righto, boys.
Just calm down.
Calm down! Alright, calm down.
No, Tony.
This is between me and dumb fuck.
Fuck! Oh, Jesus.
Steve, yes? Yeah, we need help.
It's all gone fucking pear-shaped! Tony, bring me the money! How does he know your name? Fuck's sake, Tony! Barry? Barry? I wish you hadn't said that, Steve.
What? Say his name, dumb fuck.
He was right.
You are a dumb fuck.
Dad, can we go now? Just a minute, son.
You done good.
Bring me the money and put the guns down.
I swear to God and sunny Jesus I will leave you traitorous dogs where you fall! Now put the fucking guns down! Calm down, Barry.
Calm down?! I had to ring around to find out what my own crew was up to! Don't tell me to calm down! Are you out of your fucking mind, taking on a job with this knucklehead? Darlene's back at the pub waiting for the big pay-off.
Baz She dropped my name to get this fucking gig! And while we're at it, where's my $500,000 from that fucking crane guy? Can we talk about this where there's not two dead blokes, a million in cash and 300 gallons of meth precursor? Put the gun down or I will put you two down.
Les did it! Oh, Steve, shut the fuck up! Les what? He took the $500,000 from us at the pub! Fuck! He pistol-whipped me! I'm not dying for that prick! Fuck him! Les? Old Les? Bullshit! Yeah, he went mental, swear to God.
Took the whole lot.
We were just trying to do the right thing, OK? Trying to pay you back.
Come on, Steve, back me up.
Why should I, huh, when Darlene wants you? I've been rooting her sideways for a week and she couldn't care less.
You've been rooting Darlene? Bullshit! She'd never fuck you, Steve.
I love her! But she loves this prick! That's what you've been shitty about? Then why didn't you tell me? I don't give a fuck whether you two jokers are having a three-way every fuckin' parmigiana night! My own crew is ripping me off! It's a kick in the cods and I can't fuckin' have it! Shush.
Don't fucking shush me! Shush! Shush! Arggh! Fuck! Start the car, son! Argh! Oh, Tone, Tone.
I'm sorry, man.
I'm so sorry.
You know, I'll always love you.
I always have, mate.
You know that.
Now's not quite the time for it.
OK, mate.
Yeah, you concentrate.
Come on, go! Where's Tony? He's your husband.
How should I know? He's on a job, isn't he? You'll have to ask him that.
Listen, Darlene, I just I just need to know when he'll be home.
Knowing him, as soon as he can be.
So he's safe? I hope so.
Oh, and Darlene? What? When I see him, I'll I'll tell him you said goodbye.
That's the way, son.
Just keep it on 60.
You were so calm back there, mate, under fire and everything.
You're the kind of bloke a man wants beside him in the trenches.
But not in a gay way.
Yeah, mate, I get the picture.
Did I tell you I love you? Only about 10 times, mate.
Just rest up, will you? I've just been shot in the arse, bro! Arggh! He's losing a lot of blood.
We've got to get him to a hospital.
We're not going to a fucking hospital! The Alfred's 10 minutes away.
What's the big deal? A gunshot wound means cops.
Cops means jail.
How about we pull over? Oh, fucking karma.
It's Artie all over again.
Fuck, I don't want to end up like him, mate.
Please, Tony, just don't chop me up, alright? Look, I can keep my mouth shut.
I can keep my mouth shut.
I'd swear on my kids, if I had any.
He'll say anything to get out of the shit right now.
He'll talk to the cops.
No, no, no.
No, Steve's not a rat.
He'll do his bit like a man.
Right, it's on your head.
Hey, Stevie.
Hi.
It's gone tits up.
I'm on my way to the hospital.
Will you come and see me? Of course I will.
I'll bring grapes and a lawyer.
When I go away, will you wait for me? It's not going to come to that.
D-Darlene I gotta go, baby.
You take care, Stevie, OK? "Will you come visit me?" Jesus Christ! Mate, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I should've backed you up, mate.
I'm sorry about everything, you know.
But I fuckin' love her, man.
Yeah, I know, mate.
She's not there.
Must've gone to go and see Steve.
Now, that's what I call hands-on management! Hey? Just like the old days.
What a fuckin' rush, eh? Bullets flying, guns blazing! Cash.
Steve and I risked our lives for this, mate, to pay you back for Les.
And there's double in there what he stole, alright? So the way I see it, Les is off the hook and I'm out.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What? Well, Les - he's in the clear.
I'm done, mate.
I'm through with it.
I'm finished with it all, mate.
Look, it's nothing personal, just I'm just gonna try the straight and narrow for a bit.
Naturally, I'll keep my mouth shut.
No, mate.
No.
No-one leaves me.
I run this crew.
Unless you know something I don't, sunshine.
You weren't thinking of narking me out, were you? Jesus, Baz.
You know me, mate.
I'm no rat.
I've got a little surprise for you.
Boys! Les knew what he was doing.
He knew I'd come after him.
He did it for you.
Come on, Barry.
Les doesn't deserve this.
You want to prove your hands are clean? Yeah, of course I do, but not Then find him, kill him, and bring me the money.
Barry.
Barry, please, mate.
Either you do it or someone else will.
Now listen up! Old Les ripped me off, big-time.
So there's 50,000 bucks for the first bloke to find him and bring him to me.
And an extra 10 grand for signs of torture.
Fuckin' Jesus.
Come on, fellas.
Come on, fellas, this is Les we're talking about, huh? Come on, Frank.
You grew up with him, for Christ's sake! Listen, son.
This is the life we chose.
Now, you might want to check this old fishing haunt that your grandad and Les used to go to.
I'd love it to be you, son.
Fuck youse! Barry! Barry, mate! Come on! Les sees you as family, mate.
Either you do it with a kind hand - quick and painless - and prove you're loyal or he suffers.
And maybe you do too.
Fuck!