Snatch (2017) s02e04 Episode Script
Fight Night
1 - [APPLAUSE.]
- Billy! is miserable.
He has been ever since Lotti dumped him.
I've got an event on Saturday night.
Do you want your boy to fight on a real card? I think I've lost your father.
Here I am, Lil.
A reformed character, as directed.
[LAUGHING.]
- Who are you, then? - I'm the driver.
[GUNFIRE.]
You work for the mayor.
The mayor and I have an arrangement.
ALBERT: Yeah, well, he's just offered us an arrangement, too.
[ENGINE WHIRRING.]
[LAUGHTER.]
- Oh! - We're nearly in Spain.
I mean, I can't believe we pulled it off.
10 million Euros.
Well, we're not there yet.
I think I'm gonna open my own business.
Put my share of the money to good work.
What about you, Billy? Me? What are you gonna do? I haven't really had time to think about it.
A few weeks ago, I was living in a gym.
Well, maybe you should think about it a bit.
I mean, we all have to plan for our futures, right? Yeah, well, when I get to Spain I'll see what's what.
It's gonna be so nice not having to rely on anyone.
I mean, for the first time in my life, I can be independent.
I can stand on my own two feet.
Well, uh how independent do you wanna be? Well, completely.
What do you mean? Oh.
Billy, I'm I'm sorry.
It's cool.
We don't need to make promises to each other we're not gonna keep.
I'm easy.
Billy, listen - [MEN SHOUTING IN SPANISH.]
- [GUNS COCKING.]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYS.]
[SIREN WAILS.]
MAN: Do we have the stones, the diamonds? Where are you taking the diamonds? [LAUGHTER.]
[MELLOW MUSIC PLAYS.]
You never really loved me, baby You never, never really cared Said you never really loved me, baby Hello, Billy.
I'm here to get your body and your nut straight for the fight.
Pop, pop.
Come on.
You're here to get my nut straight? Well, it takes a nutter to know a nutter.
I'm sweet, mate.
Don't worry about me.
Yeah, yeah, of course you are.
Come on, let's fucking go.
On your toes.
Come on, let's go.
Oh! Get up on your toes.
Come on, son.
CHARLIE: Bunker Bar's back open for business.
Won't be long before Mayor Ortega drops in to rattle our cage.
We've got to get ahead of him, though.
No good sitting around here like a pair of lap dogs waiting for a pet.
He's written all the rules himself.
He's got the mayor's office, cops.
San Toledo is set up like his own private kingdom.
We take Ortega's offer.
Stay in town, act like we're gonna play nice.
Once inside his operation, we find just the right place to apply pressure.
Gotta be so careful, though, mate.
Where do we start? By getting the mayor's attention.
[ROCK MUSIC.]
[GUN COCKS.]
I need a holiday I need to get away I need to find myself and love myself again I need a sunny day I need to find a way I need to get over the day-to-day today I need a holiday - Dame El dinero! - Vamos, vamos! Dame El dinero, vamos, vamos! [WHIMPERING.]
I need a runner day, I need to [MUSIC STOPS.]
I need a Saturday I need it every day I need to jet over there's no delay today Buenos dÃas.
I need a holiday I need to get away I need to find myself and love myself again I need a holiday Don't take that away from me But it's a summer's day It's where my baby's lying - [MUSIC ENDS.]
- Lily! Lily! [GRUNTS.]
Lily? Where are ya? [SIGHS.]
[FUNKY MUSIC.]
HATE 'EM: Light on your feet, that's it, son.
That's it, get your rhythm going.
Get your rhythm, eye the line, eye the line! [BILLY GRUNTING.]
Don't knacker him out.
He's got a fight in eight hours.
I'm not, I'm not, I'm just keeping him loose.
He's all uptight.
I can see it around his atmosphere.
Body and soul, body and soul, like water.
- Become like water, water.
- Water? HATE 'EM: Come on! As a manager of a pro fighter, is this really the best trainer you could get? Well, in a word, yes.
Oi, oi.
I'm not a trainer.
I'm a motivational coach.
Right, and in your professional opinion, how's he looking? Great hands, but he's fucked in the head, isn't he? I told ya! My head's straight! Yeah, yeah, yeah, of course it is.
You keep telling yourself that, kid.
Keep at it.
On your toes.
That's it, that's it, underneath, underneath.
Two underneaths.
Go on, go on, that's it.
Good.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
What are you doing, Mum? I'm having a coffee with Lotti.
And doing a little bit of light reading, I see.
Well, someone's got to keep an eye on the books.
This place isn't gonna run itself.
Weren't planning on making that a part of your day, were you, Albert? So, how's it looking? Uh, the same as it was last week.
We need money just to keep the doors open, Albert.
We don't need to worry about it, do we? Let me help you.
Mum, you spent 20 years running a flower shop to keep a roof over our heads.
It's my problem.
I'm gonna sort it.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Our problem.
All right, our problem, but it's not my mum's, is it? I've nothing to do here.
I'm bored.
So take a Spanish class or a cooking lesson.
[LAUGHING.]
Just learn to relax a bit.
The sun's out.
It's covered, all right? It's covered.
Cooking class? Spanish lessons? Hmm.
[TV CLICKS ON.]
[REPORTER SPEAKING SPANISH.]
Now you boys got a look about you this morning.
You're up to no good.
As necessity demands, Lotti.
- Well, I want in.
- You want in to what? Nothing you need to worry about until after the fight, all right? Right.
After the fight.
Listen, we gotta keep his head clear.
Why are you looking at me? Can't just crawl into a hole and disappear, can I? [REPORTER CONTINUES IN SPANISH.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
Time to go to work, mate.
ALBERT: Hola.
I'm here to see Mayor Ortega.
You cannot see the mayor without an appointment.
Well, he'll want to see me.
Tell him Albert Dimes is here and I have a gift for him.
Again, without an appointment, it is impossible.
Good day, señor.
Mr.
Dimes, how can we help you? Mayor Ortega, an unexpected opportunity has presented itself to me.
I felt sure you'd be interested.
Please come into my office.
ASSISTANT: Hmm.
[DOOR OPENS.]
[ALBERT GRUNTS.]
[GROANS.]
A known fugitive showing up on the mayor's doorstep.
Thought you'd be smarter now not to try to embarrass me.
I wasn't trying to embarrass you.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
I was trying to enhance your reputation.
[CHUCKLES.]
Explain that magic trick.
Pick a card.
ORTEGA: What is this? This is two dead armed robbers and the missing cash from the gas station robbery.
Case closed.
And another PR win for Mayor Ortega.
What promoted such benevolence? We decided to stay in San Toledo and I'm not gonna be satisfied just fronting a bar.
You're the main game in town.
I figured I gotta be useful to ya.
Useful, you are.
You're welcome.
[SPEAKS SPANISH.]
[BOTH SPEAK SPANISH.]
[ROCK MUSIC.]
So what now? We follow the dead bodies, Lotti.
They're bound to end up somewhere interesting.
RADIO: Every little movement Every little thing you do [VIC SIGHS.]
Is it sleight of hand Oh, yes.
That commands my heart to love you? Is it a black magic spell You put me under One for the pot and one for Vic.
Never let it end You could make the world vanish Here we are, the pièce de résistance.
[SNIFFING.]
Perfecto.
HATE 'EM: All right.
You're gonna do everything I'm gonna tell you to do.
That depends what you're gonna tell me to do, Hate 'Em.
Close your eyes.
Do what? Close your eyes.
Come on.
Now, your feet are good, but your head's a bit upside down.
Now I need you to repeat after me: "I am going to forget about this good-looking bird "and focus on the fight, and it might just change my life.
" - Are you taking the piss? - I'm not taking the piss, mate.
Oh, you seriously think this Lotti's a problem for me? We're good, I told ya, I told ya.
You could have fooled me, Billy Boy.
Cause you're a tad raw about her, ain't ya? Piss off! [MID-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS.]
[CHUCKLES.]
If looks could kill That woman fits the bill With sexy legs and doe eyes Ta da! What's all this, then? It's just a little something I've, uh, thrown together.
It's veal scaloppini.
Indeed it is.
That was the first meal you ever cooked for me.
And I love you as much today as I did all those years ago.
Three decades later and you still haven't got a clue how to show it, have you? Hold on, how's that, then? I don't need you to remind me of the good ol' days, Vic.
I I just need you here with me, in the present.
What on Earth are you talking about? I am here with you.
I'm standing right in front of you.
Are you? I think your time in Blanco's cell has got in your head.
You haven't been the same since you got out.
No, no, this goes back way before Blanco.
We can't blame him for our problems.
What problems? We're in the Costa Del Sol, toasting my early retirement.
The only problem I can see is the veal getting cold.
Your retirement, is it? Is that how you would describe your [SCOFFS.]
activities here in San Toledo, Victor? Well yeah, actually.
With a very occasional exception.
Come on, Lily.
You knew who I was when you married me.
I'm a work-in-progress.
I know damn well who you are, Victor.
That's not what I'm saying.
Well, then what the bloody hell are you saying? [ROCK MUSIC.]
Let's just drop it, all right? No! No, I will not bloody well drop it! Well, fine! Whose fault was it that I was held prisoner by psycho cops in the first place, Vic? It was mine.
Is that what you want me to say? No, I want to know why I'm not enough for you.
"Enough for you?" Have I ever stepped out on you, ever? That is not what I'm saying.
You're not making any sense, Lily! Where you going? Well, not to a friggin' Spanish class! "Spanish class?" This is all down to you.
[ROCK MUSIC.]
That's him.
Go.
ALBERT: How'd you get on? We, uh, followed Tomas around with the bodies in the trunk.
And what'd he do? Nothing yet.
Come to think of it, must be getting quite ripe in this heat.
But he did stop off at half a dozen spots and picked up envelopes of cash.
Yeah, he's collecting for Ortega.
I see, and how is business for the mayor? - Booming.
- ALBERT: So where's Tomas now? Well, he's still at the police station.
Been there for a while.
We put Fanta Limon on stakeout.
He's gonna flag us when he's on the move.
You put Fanta Limon on a stakeout? LOTTI: Yeah! He's a natural.
WOMAN [ON RADIO.]
: Jointing a rabbit is easy.
At the head end, you will see the shoulders, the legs, and in between the neck and the ribs and the saddle.
In between the saddle.
Keep your rabbit well-basted with sauce using a small brush or a ladle.
Keeping the rabbit moist is of the utmost importance.
ALBERT: What are you doing here? I was driving by.
Thought I would stop in and say, "hola.
" Hola.
Now what are you really doing here? A whiskey.
You framed those thugs for a crime they couldn't have committed because they are dead.
I should know, because I shot them.
Has the mayor got you on speed dial? San Toledo's a small town, and I don't want to be standing too close when this all blows up in your hands.
Well, Ortega gave us a choice.
We decided to stay.
Playing fair with him is the best move I got.
The gas station move was reckless, but it worked.
Ortega wants you sitting at his table at the fight.
See you later.
Wait, you're forgetting something.
It's a tuxedo for tonight.
A gift for you from the mayor.
Wear it.
And how did he know my size? He didn't.
There you are, Charlie boy.
Well, hello, Vic.
How are you? A bit of a busy day, was it? Well actually, yeah, it was quite quite busy.
And, uh, yourself? You can't all run around for Ortega.
He's way out of your league, son.
It will end with a bang.
[IRON HISSES.]
[SCOFFS.]
No.
I wouldn't exactly say we're running around for him exactly.
Well, what would you say? Exactly? Do you think that this might be a conversation you should have with Albert? Nah, my son won't listen to me.
I say go left, he turns right.
He's stubborn just like his father.
That's why I'm talking to you.
And, uh, what do you suggest? Well, my approach would be a little more direct, if you know what I mean.
Oh, but you can't go after the mayor, Vic, okay? He's an elected government official, for God's sake.
We'll have every policeman in Spain looking for us.
It's not good for our current situation.
It's better than being brown bread in the boot of a Bentley, Charlie.
What happened to Albert's plan of going straight, hmm? Look, we're gonna be the mayor's dogs for as long as he's got us on his leash.
So we make him the mark.
If we can play this right, we'll get a second chance at the good life.
What if you get it wrong? [TENSE MUSIC.]
That's it, Billy boy.
Light on your feet.
Find the sweet spot, that's it.
Start eyeing the line, come on! Get your rhythm going.
Focus, come on.
Hit the sweet spot.
That's good! Jab and move.
- How's he looking? - Yeah, good.
We had any dough, I'd put in on him.
More important matters at hand, mate.
Like what, our friend the mayor? And what are we gonna do about him.
Leave it up to the kids to handle? Well, it looks like you're not.
Every breath he takes is an insult after what he did to my Lily.
Look.
Why don't you go get yourself ready for the fight? We could all do with a night out, eh? I'm not going.
What do you mean, you're not going? You'll all be there.
Billy will be well supported.
Oi.
You ain't gonna do nothing stupid, are you, Vic? Come on, Hate 'Em.
You know me.
[MID-TEMPO MUSIC.]
Baby, hold your head up high Baby, don't you cry Let the memories of this moment go by [FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING.]
Buenos dÃas, Lily.
How are you? I'm good.
Thanks, Clarence.
How are you? What could possibly be wrong? Don't have to be anywhere I don't wanna be or with anybody I don't wanna be with.
[LILY CHUCKLES.]
Must be nice being you.
These days it is.
Do you, uh, play poker by any chance? Well, I've been known to play a few hands in my time.
May I? All right.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Don't say I didn't warn you.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC.]
Fancy suit.
Thanks.
It was a gift.
A gift? - From who? - The mayor.
Why did the mayor get you a suit? He wants me sittin' at his table for the fight tonight.
So he, uh, he bought the gas station shenanigans, then.
ALBERT: He did.
And the more he thinks I'm useful, even loyal, the closer I can get.
Turn often while cooking for one hour or until your rabbit pieces - are nice and tender.
- [CHUCKLES.]
Nice and tender rabbit.
The flesh will cascade from the bones in gentle waves Puta! [UPBEAT MUSIC.]
[MELLOW MUSIC PLAYS.]
That's five hands in a row.
I did warn you.
And I bet no one ever catches that bottom-dealing move you pulled either.
Well, I was just making sure you were paying attention, Clarence.
Now you have your answer.
I better get going.
I've gotta get ready for the fight tonight.
Hey, listen.
I got a regular poker game in town tomorrow.
The two of us could make some money.
So you're a grifter now, are you, Clarence? Isn't there a bit of grifter in all of us? [INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC.]
Does it fit all right? Perfectly.
How does the mayor know your size? He didn't.
But she does.
Sorry, "she"? You mean you mean the driver who works for the mayor, who killed the Catalans stone dead, who we most definitely can't trust? That's the one.
Is she gonna be a problem for you, Al? Charlie, don't be silly.
She's in with the mayor.
She's an opportunity, nothing more.
[PHONE CHIMES.]
It's Fanta.
Tomas is on the move.
- We'll see you at the fight.
- See ya.
[KNOCKING.]
ALBERT: Billy Boy, you in there? Yeah.
[SCOFFS.]
Look at you.
How you feeling? You all right? It's a big night.
Yeah.
Big night.
What's the matter? Come on.
What's the matter? I never really thought I'd get this shot at a pro fight, you know? Mmm.
And yet, here you are.
Yeah, and what happens if I'm full of shit, hmm? Only one way to find out, innit? I'll tell you one thing.
The answer ain't out there in that soppy sunset.
That's for you, by the way.
[DOOR CLOSES.]
[UP-TEMPO MUSIC.]
[CHUCKLING.]
[ROCK MUSIC.]
Rock me, little baby Say you'll be my girl Put your feet together Shake the whole wide world [BLOWS LANDING.]
You look half decent.
And who knew all it would take was a good suit? [BELL DINGING.]
- [APPLAUSE.]
- ALBERT: Feels empty for a pro fight.
INES: The mayor likes to keep things exclusive.
So where is he? Follow me.
[BLOWS LANDING.]
Buenas noches, Albert.
Buenas noches, Mayor Ortega.
Sit down and join us.
I hear your friend is the replacement to fight San Toledo's own son, Rueben Cerro.
That's right.
Tell me, how do you rate his chances? Well, I wouldn't bet against Billy, not unless I rigged the fight, of course.
[ORTEGA CHUCKLES.]
Did you rig this fight? San Toledo's not my town.
I wouldn't dream of it.
[ORTEGA CHUCKLES.]
Nice and sharp, Billy.
How's our boy looking? About as good as you do, Mrs.
H.
We'll all be out there watching, all right? We're proud of you, yeah? Put him on his arse, Billy.
Alright.
You heard her.
Give me four.
Good.
[GUITAR MUSIC PLAYS.]
Pour without fear, señora.
Gracias.
De nada, caballero.
[CLAPPING RHYTHMICALLY.]
[BLOWS LANDING.]
[ORTEGA SPEAKS SPANISH.]
Would I be safe in assuming you know a good bottle of whiskey when you see it? I can pick out a blend from a single malt.
I trust your judgment.
I'll take it neat.
In fact, ask the rest of my guests what they would like to drink also.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC.]
[CONSTRUCTION NOISES.]
What's he doing, Fanta? He's been waiting out on the pier here for about 20 minutes, Señorita Lotti.
[BILLY SIGHS.]
[KNOCKING.]
Cinco minutos, Billy.
Cerro is a top fighter.
Just try and stay on your feet as long as you can, okay? Don't you worry about a thing, mate.
He won't be going down any time soon, okay? Right.
Ponce.
Don't listen to a word he says, son, all right? You just visualize that win, okay? Stay focused.
Remember what we spoke about.
Remember the training.
[ROCK MUSIC.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
Excuse us, please.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC.]
Are those the keys from the truck I hijacked? It's possible.
And who's that woman? Always questions.
I like to know who I'm working with.
You mean "you're working for?" Don't get ahead of yourself, Alberto.
So who is she? INES: Sylvia Garcia.
The biggest hash dealer on Costa Del Sol.
- [ENGINE RUMBLING.]
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
LOTTI: What is it? What do you see? CHARLIE: There's our Catalan friends.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC.]
Lotti, that looks like the boat that hit us on the way to Spain.
Shit.
I think you're right, Charlie.
And if it is that means [INAUDIBLE.]
So what do you think, Albert? What have you figured out? Ortega stole the truck from Garcia just so he could give it back to her.
He's making a play for her to move her product through the airport.
That's why he had us frame Cortez, so he could have his own man in charge of security.
He's offering her a secure flight path in from Morocco to San Toledo.
He's fucking smart.
- [BELL DINGS.]
- [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
- - [BELL DINGS.]
- - Come on, Billy! [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
Come on, Billy Boy! Let's go, son.
Let's go! [BELL DINGS.]
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
[DINGING.]
Well done, son, well done! That's it, Billy Boy! [RINGING.]
[GRUNTING.]
Venga! [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
[SPANISH STYLED ROCK MUSIC.]
- [CHEERING.]
- [ROCK MUSIC.]
[GRUNTING.]
Come on, Billy.
Well done, well done, well done! [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
- REFEREE: Uno, dos - [BELL DINGS.]
HATE 'EM: Billy, Billy.
Come here.
Come here.
Sit, sit, sit, sit Billy, look at me.
INES: I hope your friend can put up more of a fight.
Rueben Cerro has never been beaten.
First time for everything.
- [BELL DINGS.]
- Come on, Billy Boy.
Come on, Billy.
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
[ROCK MUSIC.]
[SCOFFS.]
Come on, get off my back I've been under attack I need a place to relax Peace! Whoo! Come on, give me a break 'Cause this is all I can take How did love turn to hate, now? Won't you get out of my way This ain't no place you can stay I got a lot on my plate, you see? I'm at the back of the line I'm done wasting my time [GRUNTING.]
[BELL DINGS.]
It was quite a coincidence the thugs Blanco sent you to hit stuck around to rob a gas station.
Like your friend up there in the ring, you've got balls, and that's important, but don't let them cost you your head.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE.]
HATE 'EM: Use your feet.
Use your feet.
Pick him off.
Jab him up, okay? [LAUGHING.]
[HATE 'EM CONTINUES, MUFFLED.]
- [HEART RACING.]
- [BELL DINGS.]
This is you, lad.
This is you.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE.]
Go, Billy! - LILY: That's it.
That's my boy.
- Billy! [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
[ROCK MUSIC.]
[GROWLS.]
And again! And again! And again! [CROWD SHOUTING.]
MAN: Come on! REFEREE: Dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete, ocho Yes, Billy! Yes! Yes! Yes! [UPLIFTING MUSIC.]
[MEDIC SPEAKING SPANISH.]
[CROWD MURMURING.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER.]
[WOMAN SOBBING.]
[SIREN WAILING.]
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC.]
How's Cerro? Not looking good, mate.
It's touch and go.
Billy, you are not to blame.
Okay? You need to know that.
[BILLY SOBS SOFTLY.]
Billy, I'm so sorry.
Everybody out.
HATE 'EM: Come on.
[MELLOW MUSIC.]
It's all right.
Come here, love.
Come here, love.
[BILLY SOBBING.]
I'm right here with you, Billy.
Did you see Billy's face in there? I've never seen him look like that before.
Let's just pray Cerro pulls through.
[ROCK MUSIC.]
Listen.
Me and Lotti tailed Tomas to the docks.
Where he dumped the Catalans? No, that's not the headline.
Go on.
The boat they're using to take the bodies out is the same one that rolled up on us six months ago.
What, the boat that hit us on the way into Spain? - Yeah.
- It's the same one, Albert.
If Blanco's men were the ones who took our money, then Mayor Ortega must have been behind it.
Of course, of course, it's all making sense.
Of course, of course, that prick has our money.
Anyone seen Billy? He's gone.
- What do you mean, he's gone? - Gone where? He said he was going to the toilet.
He must've slipped.
Ah, shit.
[SOMBER MUSIC.]
He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would
- Billy! is miserable.
He has been ever since Lotti dumped him.
I've got an event on Saturday night.
Do you want your boy to fight on a real card? I think I've lost your father.
Here I am, Lil.
A reformed character, as directed.
[LAUGHING.]
- Who are you, then? - I'm the driver.
[GUNFIRE.]
You work for the mayor.
The mayor and I have an arrangement.
ALBERT: Yeah, well, he's just offered us an arrangement, too.
[ENGINE WHIRRING.]
[LAUGHTER.]
- Oh! - We're nearly in Spain.
I mean, I can't believe we pulled it off.
10 million Euros.
Well, we're not there yet.
I think I'm gonna open my own business.
Put my share of the money to good work.
What about you, Billy? Me? What are you gonna do? I haven't really had time to think about it.
A few weeks ago, I was living in a gym.
Well, maybe you should think about it a bit.
I mean, we all have to plan for our futures, right? Yeah, well, when I get to Spain I'll see what's what.
It's gonna be so nice not having to rely on anyone.
I mean, for the first time in my life, I can be independent.
I can stand on my own two feet.
Well, uh how independent do you wanna be? Well, completely.
What do you mean? Oh.
Billy, I'm I'm sorry.
It's cool.
We don't need to make promises to each other we're not gonna keep.
I'm easy.
Billy, listen - [MEN SHOUTING IN SPANISH.]
- [GUNS COCKING.]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYS.]
[SIREN WAILS.]
MAN: Do we have the stones, the diamonds? Where are you taking the diamonds? [LAUGHTER.]
[MELLOW MUSIC PLAYS.]
You never really loved me, baby You never, never really cared Said you never really loved me, baby Hello, Billy.
I'm here to get your body and your nut straight for the fight.
Pop, pop.
Come on.
You're here to get my nut straight? Well, it takes a nutter to know a nutter.
I'm sweet, mate.
Don't worry about me.
Yeah, yeah, of course you are.
Come on, let's fucking go.
On your toes.
Come on, let's go.
Oh! Get up on your toes.
Come on, son.
CHARLIE: Bunker Bar's back open for business.
Won't be long before Mayor Ortega drops in to rattle our cage.
We've got to get ahead of him, though.
No good sitting around here like a pair of lap dogs waiting for a pet.
He's written all the rules himself.
He's got the mayor's office, cops.
San Toledo is set up like his own private kingdom.
We take Ortega's offer.
Stay in town, act like we're gonna play nice.
Once inside his operation, we find just the right place to apply pressure.
Gotta be so careful, though, mate.
Where do we start? By getting the mayor's attention.
[ROCK MUSIC.]
[GUN COCKS.]
I need a holiday I need to get away I need to find myself and love myself again I need a sunny day I need to find a way I need to get over the day-to-day today I need a holiday - Dame El dinero! - Vamos, vamos! Dame El dinero, vamos, vamos! [WHIMPERING.]
I need a runner day, I need to [MUSIC STOPS.]
I need a Saturday I need it every day I need to jet over there's no delay today Buenos dÃas.
I need a holiday I need to get away I need to find myself and love myself again I need a holiday Don't take that away from me But it's a summer's day It's where my baby's lying - [MUSIC ENDS.]
- Lily! Lily! [GRUNTS.]
Lily? Where are ya? [SIGHS.]
[FUNKY MUSIC.]
HATE 'EM: Light on your feet, that's it, son.
That's it, get your rhythm going.
Get your rhythm, eye the line, eye the line! [BILLY GRUNTING.]
Don't knacker him out.
He's got a fight in eight hours.
I'm not, I'm not, I'm just keeping him loose.
He's all uptight.
I can see it around his atmosphere.
Body and soul, body and soul, like water.
- Become like water, water.
- Water? HATE 'EM: Come on! As a manager of a pro fighter, is this really the best trainer you could get? Well, in a word, yes.
Oi, oi.
I'm not a trainer.
I'm a motivational coach.
Right, and in your professional opinion, how's he looking? Great hands, but he's fucked in the head, isn't he? I told ya! My head's straight! Yeah, yeah, yeah, of course it is.
You keep telling yourself that, kid.
Keep at it.
On your toes.
That's it, that's it, underneath, underneath.
Two underneaths.
Go on, go on, that's it.
Good.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
What are you doing, Mum? I'm having a coffee with Lotti.
And doing a little bit of light reading, I see.
Well, someone's got to keep an eye on the books.
This place isn't gonna run itself.
Weren't planning on making that a part of your day, were you, Albert? So, how's it looking? Uh, the same as it was last week.
We need money just to keep the doors open, Albert.
We don't need to worry about it, do we? Let me help you.
Mum, you spent 20 years running a flower shop to keep a roof over our heads.
It's my problem.
I'm gonna sort it.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Our problem.
All right, our problem, but it's not my mum's, is it? I've nothing to do here.
I'm bored.
So take a Spanish class or a cooking lesson.
[LAUGHING.]
Just learn to relax a bit.
The sun's out.
It's covered, all right? It's covered.
Cooking class? Spanish lessons? Hmm.
[TV CLICKS ON.]
[REPORTER SPEAKING SPANISH.]
Now you boys got a look about you this morning.
You're up to no good.
As necessity demands, Lotti.
- Well, I want in.
- You want in to what? Nothing you need to worry about until after the fight, all right? Right.
After the fight.
Listen, we gotta keep his head clear.
Why are you looking at me? Can't just crawl into a hole and disappear, can I? [REPORTER CONTINUES IN SPANISH.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
Time to go to work, mate.
ALBERT: Hola.
I'm here to see Mayor Ortega.
You cannot see the mayor without an appointment.
Well, he'll want to see me.
Tell him Albert Dimes is here and I have a gift for him.
Again, without an appointment, it is impossible.
Good day, señor.
Mr.
Dimes, how can we help you? Mayor Ortega, an unexpected opportunity has presented itself to me.
I felt sure you'd be interested.
Please come into my office.
ASSISTANT: Hmm.
[DOOR OPENS.]
[ALBERT GRUNTS.]
[GROANS.]
A known fugitive showing up on the mayor's doorstep.
Thought you'd be smarter now not to try to embarrass me.
I wasn't trying to embarrass you.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
I was trying to enhance your reputation.
[CHUCKLES.]
Explain that magic trick.
Pick a card.
ORTEGA: What is this? This is two dead armed robbers and the missing cash from the gas station robbery.
Case closed.
And another PR win for Mayor Ortega.
What promoted such benevolence? We decided to stay in San Toledo and I'm not gonna be satisfied just fronting a bar.
You're the main game in town.
I figured I gotta be useful to ya.
Useful, you are.
You're welcome.
[SPEAKS SPANISH.]
[BOTH SPEAK SPANISH.]
[ROCK MUSIC.]
So what now? We follow the dead bodies, Lotti.
They're bound to end up somewhere interesting.
RADIO: Every little movement Every little thing you do [VIC SIGHS.]
Is it sleight of hand Oh, yes.
That commands my heart to love you? Is it a black magic spell You put me under One for the pot and one for Vic.
Never let it end You could make the world vanish Here we are, the pièce de résistance.
[SNIFFING.]
Perfecto.
HATE 'EM: All right.
You're gonna do everything I'm gonna tell you to do.
That depends what you're gonna tell me to do, Hate 'Em.
Close your eyes.
Do what? Close your eyes.
Come on.
Now, your feet are good, but your head's a bit upside down.
Now I need you to repeat after me: "I am going to forget about this good-looking bird "and focus on the fight, and it might just change my life.
" - Are you taking the piss? - I'm not taking the piss, mate.
Oh, you seriously think this Lotti's a problem for me? We're good, I told ya, I told ya.
You could have fooled me, Billy Boy.
Cause you're a tad raw about her, ain't ya? Piss off! [MID-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS.]
[CHUCKLES.]
If looks could kill That woman fits the bill With sexy legs and doe eyes Ta da! What's all this, then? It's just a little something I've, uh, thrown together.
It's veal scaloppini.
Indeed it is.
That was the first meal you ever cooked for me.
And I love you as much today as I did all those years ago.
Three decades later and you still haven't got a clue how to show it, have you? Hold on, how's that, then? I don't need you to remind me of the good ol' days, Vic.
I I just need you here with me, in the present.
What on Earth are you talking about? I am here with you.
I'm standing right in front of you.
Are you? I think your time in Blanco's cell has got in your head.
You haven't been the same since you got out.
No, no, this goes back way before Blanco.
We can't blame him for our problems.
What problems? We're in the Costa Del Sol, toasting my early retirement.
The only problem I can see is the veal getting cold.
Your retirement, is it? Is that how you would describe your [SCOFFS.]
activities here in San Toledo, Victor? Well yeah, actually.
With a very occasional exception.
Come on, Lily.
You knew who I was when you married me.
I'm a work-in-progress.
I know damn well who you are, Victor.
That's not what I'm saying.
Well, then what the bloody hell are you saying? [ROCK MUSIC.]
Let's just drop it, all right? No! No, I will not bloody well drop it! Well, fine! Whose fault was it that I was held prisoner by psycho cops in the first place, Vic? It was mine.
Is that what you want me to say? No, I want to know why I'm not enough for you.
"Enough for you?" Have I ever stepped out on you, ever? That is not what I'm saying.
You're not making any sense, Lily! Where you going? Well, not to a friggin' Spanish class! "Spanish class?" This is all down to you.
[ROCK MUSIC.]
That's him.
Go.
ALBERT: How'd you get on? We, uh, followed Tomas around with the bodies in the trunk.
And what'd he do? Nothing yet.
Come to think of it, must be getting quite ripe in this heat.
But he did stop off at half a dozen spots and picked up envelopes of cash.
Yeah, he's collecting for Ortega.
I see, and how is business for the mayor? - Booming.
- ALBERT: So where's Tomas now? Well, he's still at the police station.
Been there for a while.
We put Fanta Limon on stakeout.
He's gonna flag us when he's on the move.
You put Fanta Limon on a stakeout? LOTTI: Yeah! He's a natural.
WOMAN [ON RADIO.]
: Jointing a rabbit is easy.
At the head end, you will see the shoulders, the legs, and in between the neck and the ribs and the saddle.
In between the saddle.
Keep your rabbit well-basted with sauce using a small brush or a ladle.
Keeping the rabbit moist is of the utmost importance.
ALBERT: What are you doing here? I was driving by.
Thought I would stop in and say, "hola.
" Hola.
Now what are you really doing here? A whiskey.
You framed those thugs for a crime they couldn't have committed because they are dead.
I should know, because I shot them.
Has the mayor got you on speed dial? San Toledo's a small town, and I don't want to be standing too close when this all blows up in your hands.
Well, Ortega gave us a choice.
We decided to stay.
Playing fair with him is the best move I got.
The gas station move was reckless, but it worked.
Ortega wants you sitting at his table at the fight.
See you later.
Wait, you're forgetting something.
It's a tuxedo for tonight.
A gift for you from the mayor.
Wear it.
And how did he know my size? He didn't.
There you are, Charlie boy.
Well, hello, Vic.
How are you? A bit of a busy day, was it? Well actually, yeah, it was quite quite busy.
And, uh, yourself? You can't all run around for Ortega.
He's way out of your league, son.
It will end with a bang.
[IRON HISSES.]
[SCOFFS.]
No.
I wouldn't exactly say we're running around for him exactly.
Well, what would you say? Exactly? Do you think that this might be a conversation you should have with Albert? Nah, my son won't listen to me.
I say go left, he turns right.
He's stubborn just like his father.
That's why I'm talking to you.
And, uh, what do you suggest? Well, my approach would be a little more direct, if you know what I mean.
Oh, but you can't go after the mayor, Vic, okay? He's an elected government official, for God's sake.
We'll have every policeman in Spain looking for us.
It's not good for our current situation.
It's better than being brown bread in the boot of a Bentley, Charlie.
What happened to Albert's plan of going straight, hmm? Look, we're gonna be the mayor's dogs for as long as he's got us on his leash.
So we make him the mark.
If we can play this right, we'll get a second chance at the good life.
What if you get it wrong? [TENSE MUSIC.]
That's it, Billy boy.
Light on your feet.
Find the sweet spot, that's it.
Start eyeing the line, come on! Get your rhythm going.
Focus, come on.
Hit the sweet spot.
That's good! Jab and move.
- How's he looking? - Yeah, good.
We had any dough, I'd put in on him.
More important matters at hand, mate.
Like what, our friend the mayor? And what are we gonna do about him.
Leave it up to the kids to handle? Well, it looks like you're not.
Every breath he takes is an insult after what he did to my Lily.
Look.
Why don't you go get yourself ready for the fight? We could all do with a night out, eh? I'm not going.
What do you mean, you're not going? You'll all be there.
Billy will be well supported.
Oi.
You ain't gonna do nothing stupid, are you, Vic? Come on, Hate 'Em.
You know me.
[MID-TEMPO MUSIC.]
Baby, hold your head up high Baby, don't you cry Let the memories of this moment go by [FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING.]
Buenos dÃas, Lily.
How are you? I'm good.
Thanks, Clarence.
How are you? What could possibly be wrong? Don't have to be anywhere I don't wanna be or with anybody I don't wanna be with.
[LILY CHUCKLES.]
Must be nice being you.
These days it is.
Do you, uh, play poker by any chance? Well, I've been known to play a few hands in my time.
May I? All right.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Don't say I didn't warn you.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC.]
Fancy suit.
Thanks.
It was a gift.
A gift? - From who? - The mayor.
Why did the mayor get you a suit? He wants me sittin' at his table for the fight tonight.
So he, uh, he bought the gas station shenanigans, then.
ALBERT: He did.
And the more he thinks I'm useful, even loyal, the closer I can get.
Turn often while cooking for one hour or until your rabbit pieces - are nice and tender.
- [CHUCKLES.]
Nice and tender rabbit.
The flesh will cascade from the bones in gentle waves Puta! [UPBEAT MUSIC.]
[MELLOW MUSIC PLAYS.]
That's five hands in a row.
I did warn you.
And I bet no one ever catches that bottom-dealing move you pulled either.
Well, I was just making sure you were paying attention, Clarence.
Now you have your answer.
I better get going.
I've gotta get ready for the fight tonight.
Hey, listen.
I got a regular poker game in town tomorrow.
The two of us could make some money.
So you're a grifter now, are you, Clarence? Isn't there a bit of grifter in all of us? [INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC.]
Does it fit all right? Perfectly.
How does the mayor know your size? He didn't.
But she does.
Sorry, "she"? You mean you mean the driver who works for the mayor, who killed the Catalans stone dead, who we most definitely can't trust? That's the one.
Is she gonna be a problem for you, Al? Charlie, don't be silly.
She's in with the mayor.
She's an opportunity, nothing more.
[PHONE CHIMES.]
It's Fanta.
Tomas is on the move.
- We'll see you at the fight.
- See ya.
[KNOCKING.]
ALBERT: Billy Boy, you in there? Yeah.
[SCOFFS.]
Look at you.
How you feeling? You all right? It's a big night.
Yeah.
Big night.
What's the matter? Come on.
What's the matter? I never really thought I'd get this shot at a pro fight, you know? Mmm.
And yet, here you are.
Yeah, and what happens if I'm full of shit, hmm? Only one way to find out, innit? I'll tell you one thing.
The answer ain't out there in that soppy sunset.
That's for you, by the way.
[DOOR CLOSES.]
[UP-TEMPO MUSIC.]
[CHUCKLING.]
[ROCK MUSIC.]
Rock me, little baby Say you'll be my girl Put your feet together Shake the whole wide world [BLOWS LANDING.]
You look half decent.
And who knew all it would take was a good suit? [BELL DINGING.]
- [APPLAUSE.]
- ALBERT: Feels empty for a pro fight.
INES: The mayor likes to keep things exclusive.
So where is he? Follow me.
[BLOWS LANDING.]
Buenas noches, Albert.
Buenas noches, Mayor Ortega.
Sit down and join us.
I hear your friend is the replacement to fight San Toledo's own son, Rueben Cerro.
That's right.
Tell me, how do you rate his chances? Well, I wouldn't bet against Billy, not unless I rigged the fight, of course.
[ORTEGA CHUCKLES.]
Did you rig this fight? San Toledo's not my town.
I wouldn't dream of it.
[ORTEGA CHUCKLES.]
Nice and sharp, Billy.
How's our boy looking? About as good as you do, Mrs.
H.
We'll all be out there watching, all right? We're proud of you, yeah? Put him on his arse, Billy.
Alright.
You heard her.
Give me four.
Good.
[GUITAR MUSIC PLAYS.]
Pour without fear, señora.
Gracias.
De nada, caballero.
[CLAPPING RHYTHMICALLY.]
[BLOWS LANDING.]
[ORTEGA SPEAKS SPANISH.]
Would I be safe in assuming you know a good bottle of whiskey when you see it? I can pick out a blend from a single malt.
I trust your judgment.
I'll take it neat.
In fact, ask the rest of my guests what they would like to drink also.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC.]
[CONSTRUCTION NOISES.]
What's he doing, Fanta? He's been waiting out on the pier here for about 20 minutes, Señorita Lotti.
[BILLY SIGHS.]
[KNOCKING.]
Cinco minutos, Billy.
Cerro is a top fighter.
Just try and stay on your feet as long as you can, okay? Don't you worry about a thing, mate.
He won't be going down any time soon, okay? Right.
Ponce.
Don't listen to a word he says, son, all right? You just visualize that win, okay? Stay focused.
Remember what we spoke about.
Remember the training.
[ROCK MUSIC.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
Excuse us, please.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC.]
Are those the keys from the truck I hijacked? It's possible.
And who's that woman? Always questions.
I like to know who I'm working with.
You mean "you're working for?" Don't get ahead of yourself, Alberto.
So who is she? INES: Sylvia Garcia.
The biggest hash dealer on Costa Del Sol.
- [ENGINE RUMBLING.]
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
LOTTI: What is it? What do you see? CHARLIE: There's our Catalan friends.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC.]
Lotti, that looks like the boat that hit us on the way to Spain.
Shit.
I think you're right, Charlie.
And if it is that means [INAUDIBLE.]
So what do you think, Albert? What have you figured out? Ortega stole the truck from Garcia just so he could give it back to her.
He's making a play for her to move her product through the airport.
That's why he had us frame Cortez, so he could have his own man in charge of security.
He's offering her a secure flight path in from Morocco to San Toledo.
He's fucking smart.
- [BELL DINGS.]
- [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
- - [BELL DINGS.]
- - Come on, Billy! [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
Come on, Billy Boy! Let's go, son.
Let's go! [BELL DINGS.]
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
[DINGING.]
Well done, son, well done! That's it, Billy Boy! [RINGING.]
[GRUNTING.]
Venga! [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
[SPANISH STYLED ROCK MUSIC.]
- [CHEERING.]
- [ROCK MUSIC.]
[GRUNTING.]
Come on, Billy.
Well done, well done, well done! [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
- REFEREE: Uno, dos - [BELL DINGS.]
HATE 'EM: Billy, Billy.
Come here.
Come here.
Sit, sit, sit, sit Billy, look at me.
INES: I hope your friend can put up more of a fight.
Rueben Cerro has never been beaten.
First time for everything.
- [BELL DINGS.]
- Come on, Billy Boy.
Come on, Billy.
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
[ROCK MUSIC.]
[SCOFFS.]
Come on, get off my back I've been under attack I need a place to relax Peace! Whoo! Come on, give me a break 'Cause this is all I can take How did love turn to hate, now? Won't you get out of my way This ain't no place you can stay I got a lot on my plate, you see? I'm at the back of the line I'm done wasting my time [GRUNTING.]
[BELL DINGS.]
It was quite a coincidence the thugs Blanco sent you to hit stuck around to rob a gas station.
Like your friend up there in the ring, you've got balls, and that's important, but don't let them cost you your head.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE.]
HATE 'EM: Use your feet.
Use your feet.
Pick him off.
Jab him up, okay? [LAUGHING.]
[HATE 'EM CONTINUES, MUFFLED.]
- [HEART RACING.]
- [BELL DINGS.]
This is you, lad.
This is you.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE.]
Go, Billy! - LILY: That's it.
That's my boy.
- Billy! [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
[ROCK MUSIC.]
[GROWLS.]
And again! And again! And again! [CROWD SHOUTING.]
MAN: Come on! REFEREE: Dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete, ocho Yes, Billy! Yes! Yes! Yes! [UPLIFTING MUSIC.]
[MEDIC SPEAKING SPANISH.]
[CROWD MURMURING.]
[SPEAKING SPANISH.]
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER.]
[WOMAN SOBBING.]
[SIREN WAILING.]
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC.]
How's Cerro? Not looking good, mate.
It's touch and go.
Billy, you are not to blame.
Okay? You need to know that.
[BILLY SOBS SOFTLY.]
Billy, I'm so sorry.
Everybody out.
HATE 'EM: Come on.
[MELLOW MUSIC.]
It's all right.
Come here, love.
Come here, love.
[BILLY SOBBING.]
I'm right here with you, Billy.
Did you see Billy's face in there? I've never seen him look like that before.
Let's just pray Cerro pulls through.
[ROCK MUSIC.]
Listen.
Me and Lotti tailed Tomas to the docks.
Where he dumped the Catalans? No, that's not the headline.
Go on.
The boat they're using to take the bodies out is the same one that rolled up on us six months ago.
What, the boat that hit us on the way into Spain? - Yeah.
- It's the same one, Albert.
If Blanco's men were the ones who took our money, then Mayor Ortega must have been behind it.
Of course, of course, it's all making sense.
Of course, of course, that prick has our money.
Anyone seen Billy? He's gone.
- What do you mean, he's gone? - Gone where? He said he was going to the toilet.
He must've slipped.
Ah, shit.
[SOMBER MUSIC.]
He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would He would catch a break, catch a break He would, he would