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Come back here, Pop, and we'll kill you.
What you been doing?
I said, "Fuck me, I've been in prison half me life."
Well, the cops. I mean, you know, I'm...
Fine, there's the phone.
Couldn't care less, OK, mate?
- Then what good is he? - Heard of loyalty?
I ran into a deer, I had no chance.
- Call the cops. - No!
This berk on the bench wasn't worth my time.
Who me? ID? No. When your chaps went through my pockets,
I'll point you there, but you take it to the end zone.
It was these other lads
- Good to see you. - Nice to meet you.
- Wilson. My name's Wilson. - Well, Wilson, to start...
A lot of 'em have gone.
- Snuffed her? - What are you talkin' about?
Mm, try one of these.
I figure he's not cruisin' the polo lounge.
But the thing about scumbags is...
Earning interest in an offshore account.
Bring the motor round. Bang out front.
Who the fuck are you? How did you get in here?
I said he broke last time.
Tell me about Jenny!
Oh, I know that.
Go ahead, break 'em up.
but we didn't travel in the same social circles, you know?
I could have gone up behind him
Ah!
I dunno and I don't care, OK?
stretch out the good part of the day.
Whatever you gotta do, man. Better go do it.
I thought I was havin' a heart attack.
Her neck was broken, on impact.
A leech on the welfare state in addition.
- Well... - Blacks?
that showed up down here?
Shit.
Him, Avery, a couple of guys.
Jenny's mum and me.
Yes.
Did you forget your words?
If he hasn't gotten whacked, we might have our aces.
Scared out of his wits.
Could yer?
Are they satisfied with this... gangland shit, or what?
...You don't want to be alone?
Not to you. To us squares in the outside world.
- We went someplace else. - Whereabouts?
Course I know I wasn't.
But no, I'm after another kind