Has Gal mentioned anything
about Larry?
Why, are you into him?
[dramatic music]
The truth is... they took off.
What happened?
He said if I move in
with you, I'm dead to him.
Does he even know
we hang out all the time?
What would they do if you
just showed up at the house,
showed up for Sunday dinner?
- You're late.
- Nah, five minutes.
Oi, you better listen to him,
or that mutt is gonna
kick your ass next week.
You wish, cuz.
When it's not a maybe,
come find me.
The Eye of Bombay.
After that business
with the coin
and the little Laotian statue,
one more push, and Eaton will
move that diamond.
Now, the only question is,
can you do it?
[footsteps falling]
[building ambient thrum]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[exciting music]
The place is
heavily guarded 24/7.
Armed guards stationed
at security booths
up and down the road,
cameras everywhere.
Now, there's embassies dotted
up and down the street.
So Eaton's house is called
Fort Chapel,
and it is a fortress.
I can see why he's
so comfortable there.
They've got servants
and deliveries up the ass,
which means there's
a constant flow
of people going in and out.
- We should get to one of them.
- Nah, can't.
They've been with 'em
for years.
They're like family.
But for the most part,
all of these homes are
iceberg homes--
expanded underground.
They just keep going down
forever.
Eaton's in-laws added
an extra 10,000 square feet
underground.
Wine cellar...
bowling alley...
♪ ♪
Safe room.
♪ ♪
The neighbors have iceberged
their house too,
and the security's lighter.
Their basement butts up
next to Eaton's...
right next to the safe room.
Blasting through one basement
to another sounds noisy.
Yeah, so we'll do it
on the fifth of November,
Bonfire Night.
Diversions far
as the eye can see.
Fireworks.
♪ ♪
Smart boy.
♪ ♪
Don, get us a whiskey,
would you?
Sure.
Gal, I thought
you'd want to know,
your dad is in to Torchy
for a lot of money.
[tense music]
Well, how much?
And the vig's running.
He was gonna send some heavies
around to collect.
But I talked him down.
Can't hold him off forever.
[exhales softly]
♪ ♪
So do you think
you can get in?
'Cause you better.
I'm hoping.
Now, I know someone
who might be able to help,
so gonna see him soon.
See him today.
♪ ♪
[Rufus Thomas' "6-3-8"]
♪ ♪
So whatcha making?
I am practicing
my cauliflower cheese.
Nice.
What's the occasion?
I think I might go see
my parents this Sunday.
[soft music]
After all this time?
♪ ♪
Sooner or later,
I have to go back there.
If I keep running,
it's like I'm hiding.
Where is that coming from?
I don't know.
Not really sure.
Maybe they'll surprise me.
When was the last time
someone surprised you?
Well, I guess we'll find out
for sure on Sunday.
[clears throat] Babe...
I've got an idea.
Why don't you join me
on this little mini tour
the band's got?
Berlin, Lisbon, Madrid,
eight weeks out on the road,
loving life.
[laughs]
You'll be so busy.
You could do
with a break from here.
Yeah, I really could.
♪ ♪
Let me take some time,
deal with my family stuff
first.
Yeah?
- [softly] Yeah.
[building ambient thrum]
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
That street was robbed
Only three of them have
been successful.
I like those odds.
Yeah?
[both grunting]
Yeah, well, got
a hundred different ways
to get trapped up in there.
You think of 20,
and you're a genius.
And as much as I love you,
you ain't no genius.
[grunts]
- Ah!
All right, I'm no genius.
But you are.
[laughs] I ain't doin' it.
[sighs] Come on, mate.
Come on, I need you.
I need you. Pete's out.
I just--I can't--
I can't do it on me own.
Oh, f*ck off, Gal.
What are you scared of?
I'm scared of too much
these days.
Look...
You get caught
and I get caught,
it's two different things.
I've done my time.
And you ain't.
- Do the job.
- What?
Do the job.
♪ ♪
I'll tell you what,
Lovey-Dove,
you b*at me,
and I'll do the job.
[both grunting]
♪ ♪
First floor will hold
twice the weight...
first floor will hold
twice the weight
of the machines and customers.
These pre-w*r buildings are
something else.
Which is when they start
to listen again.
These pre-w*r buildings
are something else.
A change in clientele demands
a change in amenities.
How about being
more specific?
We, uh...
We want to open
a high-level gaming area.
Tables, poker, blackjack,
just like the big boys
up in Leicester Square.
Permits like that aren't
readily accessible
in this part of town.
I understand.
But we have to think
of the East End as the future.
Now come on, Jeff.
I'm all for growing
the community.
This is my home patch.
[chuckles]
My brother and I have always
seen this as a family business.
And with him moving up on
the, uh, management ladder,
well, we'll have continuity
for decades.
Now...
I know you might have to use
your, uh, imagination,
but my plan is for this
to be our Executive Lounge.
High rollers,
rope cordoning it off.
Bar over there.
- A bar?
There's a horse
of a different color.
I know, but we need
to bring the money crowd.
The drug dealers?
[tense music]
♪ ♪
They never told me
you were so funny.
I'm full of surprises.
Like the new BMW, congratulations.
You've done your homework.
Preparation, Jeff.
♪ ♪
What about the, uh,
structure of the building?
Can it handle
the new additions?
We did all the calculations,
got an architect to and all.
First floor will hold
twice the weight
of the machines and customers.
These pre-w*r buildings are
something else.
We're very confident.
I think I really got
that color she wanted.
I mixed a little
of the blue number nine.
I wouldn't have
thought of that.
- Yeah.
- She was really happy.
I can f*ckin' do this
with my eyes closed.
[laughs] Don't think
the customers would like that,
scissor in the eye.
[both chuckle]
Girls.
We got customers waiting.
[upbeat music playing softly]
So what do you want?
I mean, your hair is
really short already.
I know.
Why don't you surprise me.
I think it could look good
with a parting,
like, three-quarters across.
And then I could, like,
feather the sides.
Love it.
Okay.
I heard a lot
about this place.
Oh, yeah? What'd you hear?
Good cuts.
You know, we were told
to ask for Ann Marie.
[exhales softly]
Who told you that?
Our brother.
Who's your brother?
Larry Taylor.
[tense music]
Have you seen him, Ann Marie?
♪ ♪
What are you thinking about?
Home.
["It Ain't Over Till It's Over"
playing softly]
Up north.
[exhales softly]
You'd like it there.
Gal would hunt me down
and bring me back.
Yeah.
[both laugh]
I don't think he likes me.
I'm not sure he likes me.
He's pretty amazing, Gal...
Planning this job.
He's one smart f*ck,
I'll give him that.
Well, if he's so smart,
how come he don't know
about us then?
Because...
we've been smarter.
[both laugh]
[indistinct muffled speech]
[somber music]
♪ ♪
[door slams]
- What happened?
- Oh, my God.
Oh, nothing. I got--I got hit
by a truck named Mace.
Didn't I?
[chuckles softly]
You better not have
a broken nose
or a black eye at the wedding.
I'm fine.
Honestly, I'm fine.
Stop fussing.
Had some customers
from Manchester today.
We had
some mutual acquaintances.
Oh, yeah? Who's that?
Doesn't matter.
They're not here anymore.
Moved to Ireland.
At least,
that's what I've been told.
So, Gal, how was
your trip to Spain?
When'd you go to Spain?
Oh, no, it was just--
it was a quick trip.
I had to help my mate Don
with something.
Help him with what?
Go on, sh**t!
sh**t!
Ugh!
- What's wrong with you,
you berk?
Nearly wet meself.
Ugh, I need
another goal here, love.
♪ ♪
All right, then?
Gal?
We need to talk about meals,
Gal, options.
Spain seems like a really
long way to go for one day.
It weren't too bad.
Babe, I can't think
about this stuff
right now, all right?
Well, when can you talk
about it?
'Cause I've hardly
seen you lately.
I--
I don't think I'm ever gonna
wanna talk about meals.
It seems like Gal's got
a lot of talking
to do these days, Marjorie.
Lots of secrets, stories,
lies.
What's she talking about?
Nothing. Nothing, all right?
You know what she's like.
Come on, let's talk about this.
Right, chicken.
[clears throat]
Yeah, so I was thinking that
we would do chicken and fish.
[arcade machines bleeping]
He said no?
That skiver says
the permits will exceed
my usable square footage.
What the f*ck is that?
Well, the thing is,
Gal said the arcade is
maybe not the answer.
Property's worth a lot.
Gal said? Gal said?
And the construction company
Marjorie's dad owns,
they could build
something on it,
like houses...
or a donut place.
A donut place?
This is our family business.
Gal should worry
about his own problems
if the stuff you say is true.
It's just an idea.
Maybe it's best
'bout the arcade.
I think all the sounds
of them machines are f*cking
with my hearing.
[machines clamoring]
I swear,
I hear them when I'm not even
in the arcade.
[loud bleeping]
Sort of just... noise.
Other times it's like...
[overlapping bleeping]
Binging, then, like, this--
this whirring sound.
[cacophony intensifies]
[imitating machines]
Oi!
Do you know why
I got you into business
with Teddy and Stan?
- Make money.
- To raise you
out of your miserable
f*cking life!
That's why!
[machines bleeping softly]
[uneasy music]
♪ ♪
[both panting]
He said no.
For some reason,
he said no.
I'm not sure I wanna work
in that arcade forever.
Well, after this job,
you won't have to.
All right, here comes
our ticket into the neighbor's.
It's clear.
Okay.
Should stop
at the next driveway.
Remember, stay close
to the curb.
You go any further,
you're out of the blind spot.
All right?
- Yeah.
[engine revs]
Right, we'll get inside,
take a look around.
Now.
[The Stranglers'
"Nice 'n' Sleazy"]
♪ ♪
♪ We came across
the west sea ♪
♪ We didn't have much idea ♪
♪ Of the kind of climate
waiting ♪
♪ ♪
♪ We used our hands
for guidance ♪
♪ Like the children
of a preacher ♪
♪ Like a dry tree
seeking water ♪
Piece of piss.
Jump over those three walls,
we're in.
Hands up!
[overlapping shouting]
♪ Does it, does it,
does it every time ♪
Now, this is very serious, gentlemen.
Listen,
we did nothing wrong--
I'm not sure if you're aware,
but the Israeli consulate is
located on this street.
And we are a constant target.
Trespassing,
it is punishable...
[fading out]
By up to 12 years in jail
and a fine of up to £50,000...
[muffled]
Look, there was no intent--
[arcade machines bleeping]
- That's for the authorities
to distinguish.
- We weren't aware--
[machine noises intensify]
[machine noises stop]
- You're right, sir.
This is very serious.
- Yes.
These grounds are protected--
- Look...
before you start,
I want to say something.
You ever been to an arcade?
What?
- Don--
- An arcade.
Gambling, money,
put some coins in,
game of chance.
That's where I work...
- Don--
- With my sister.
We're gonna be expanding.
- Mr. Logan--
Running--well, jogging,
it helps with the binging,
the noise.
It's a distraction.
I love running.
So does my friend here.
[tense music]
We was having a little race.
I tried to b*at the fat blob,
take a shortcut.
I'd have finally b*at him
if your people,
especially the one
with the ginger hair,
hadn't stopped us.
- But what I'm saying--
- Now outside of that...
[sniffles]
[choking up]
When they put us in custody,
one of your men...
♪ ♪
Touched my back bottom.
It's very regrettable.
["Nice 'n' Sleazy" resumes]
Well, it's--it's--
Now... I'd rather not
kick up a fuss,
press charges, contact
the British authorities.
I'd rather not pursue
these channels.
It's not my style.
I'm not that sort of bloke.
♪ ♪
Let him know he's been rumbled.
It's the one
with the ginger hair.
Right, I've said that.
Yeah, yeah, ginger hair.
♪ ♪
We'll need to make
copies of these.
Excuse me for a moment.
- Course.
- Course.
I've got nothing
against the Israelis.
I love sand.
♪ Nice and sleazy,
nice and sleazy ♪
♪ Does it, does it,
does it every time ♪
♪ ♪
We've gotta find a way
in that house.
Gotta find it.
- * Does it every time ♪
Ricky, Ricky, Ricky.
When we invested
in your company,
we were quite excited.
All that promise.
We wanted to help,
with the best of intentions,
of course.
And I know that, Dominic,
and I appreciate
everything you--
But what is it they say?
The road to hell is paved
with the best of intentions?
Is--is that it?
Yeah. Yeah, that's it.
Okay.
Um, look,
Dominic, Dom,
I've tried to get her
back to work.
I've called.
I've been there.
She just doesn't listen,
that's all.
I mean, you scared her
with that Tony fella, but...
Maybe you're
the wrong messenger.
Well, I assure you,
I'm the only one
she'll speak to.
You know, Ric, I'm not just
some common street thug.
You know, I do understand
the whims of artists,
if you wanna call
what you people do "art."
There are orders to be filled.
And if it's true she has
the value she thinks she has,
then she has leverage,
which is no good for me,
especially in the financial,
although temporary,
situation I find myself in.
[tense music]
Don't hurt her, please.
There are varying ways
of hurting people
without actually hurting them.
I'll talk to her again.
I--
And then there's actually
hurting someone
in the physical, painful way...
♪ ♪
To send a message.
Ah!
[crying out]
♪ ♪
[dogs barking, birds chirping]
[bird caws]
[building ambient thrum]
♪ Baby ♪
all:
♪ My heart is full of love ♪
♪ And it's all for you ♪
[music continues distantly]
[ambient thrumming]
[laughter]
[doorbell rings]
Hi, Dad.
What do you want?
Can I come in?
Who is it?
Deedee.
Hi, Mum.
Happy birthday.
I made your favorite,
cauliflower cheese.
[Dinah Washington's
"This Bitter Earth"]
[silverware clinking]
♪ ♪
When did you guys add
the porch on the side?
It looks great.
A while ago.
[music playing softly]
♪ ♪
[sighs]
So, Linda, have you found
any nice flats?
I don't know if Linda's said,
but she's really excited
about getting her own place.
I think it'd be great for her.
How would you know that?
She told me.
You've been talking?
[scoffs] Not really.
I was in Prague
recently, Mum.
I saw the cathedral.
Remember you always wanted
to go there.
You said your great-grandmother
got married in it.
Right?
That's nice.
I brought some pictures.
Would you like to see?
[silverware clatters]
Sorry.
Don't know why I expected it
to be any different with them.
I really hope you listen to me
about getting out, Lin.
You really shouldn't
have come,
said we were talking.
What?
[whispering]
Did you know she was coming?
Course I didn't know
she was coming.
Course you knew
she was coming.
You've been seeing her.
- No, I have not.
Why did you let her in?
It's my birthday.
[whispering continues
indistinctly]
♪ Don't leave me this way ♪
♪ I can't survive ♪
♪ I can't stay alive ♪
♪ Ah, baby ♪
[uneasy music]
♪ My heart is full of love
and desire for you ♪
♪ So come on down and do
what you got to do ♪
♪ ♪
[exhales softly]
♪ ♪
[gasps] Ow! Ow!
Did you really think
I wouldn't find out?
[crying out]
[indistinct yelling]
I'd rather you'd have
m*rder*d me!
Stabbed a f*ckin' Kn*fe
in my heart!
No! [sobs]
You're a f*ckin' disgrace!
Get inside!
I'll stop. I'll stop.
I won't make any more,
I promise.
I don't care what you do!
Just don't ever come back.
I think it's time
for you to go.
I remember
how you used to wait
outside my ballet classes
every Saturday morning.
You stayed in the car
so you wouldn't embarrass me,
like the other parents did.
That's how I'll remember you.
That's why
I'll always love you.
[uneasy music]
♪ ♪
I don't like it.
Somebody taking the piss
out of you?
Are they? Taking liberties?
He insulting you?
Says no.
What's he said to you?
Just like that.
No.
[huffs]
That lump of sh*t said that?
♪ ♪
Expects you to take that?
Swallow that?
What, does he think
you're a c**t?
I'll sort him out for you.
It's not a problem.
♪ ♪
I can't have that.
No, no, no, can't have that.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
♪ ♪
Gents.
[carbonation fizzing]
[blues music playing softly]
♪ ♪
This place is nice,
I'll give it to you.
Looks like something
out of Belgravia.
I can get you something else
if you'd like.
Marty does a wonderful Cuesta.
You like the spices, I recall,
from that long-lost summer.
I don't know
what you're saying, Stan.
Maybe my lips are moving
too fast.
Not fast enough
if I remember rightly.
[chuckles]
What my boys have been doing,
that's been working out.
That weren't a question.
It was a statement.
Yeah.
On the whole,
they've been tickety-boo.
Don't use that ponce talk
with me, Teddy.
I knew you way back when,
when you weren't so fancy,
when you was--
well, you know.
How have you not
been k*lled yet?
'Cause I can see c**ts coming
a mile off.
Now speaking of that ponce talk
you've so perfected,
I know that solid gold tongue
of yours--
no offense, Stan--
can spin a yarn
with your connections
with the good people
down at Council.
This c**t Leighton has
rejected my bid
to expand my place of business.
Well, I'm sure that's
something you can deal with.
Yeah, I probably could,
but you owe me.
You both do.
[tense music]
Speaking of which...
♪ ♪
Your brother...
he's been a bit of a--
Bit of a what?
I suppose I just don't
need him around long-term,
gumming up the machinery.
♪ ♪
Do what you need to do.
But have that councilman come
'round to my way of thinking.
[chuckles]
Well, I'd best be off.
Look into it for me, fellas.
I'd hate to pull my boys
away from ya
when you're so close to...
well, whatever it is
you're going for.
[chuckles]
Is it Roger Riley? Eaton?
Statue,
all that stuff in Spain,
in Kensington.
[laughing] I got
all that stuff in my head.
I can't keep it all straight.
[laughs]
[chuckles drily]
You're not thinking
about taking Don out, are you?
No, no,
I was just testing her.
She is a mean c**t.
Do as she asks.
And then when this is all over,
I will remind her why she can't
soft-pedal blackmail me.
♪ ♪
[TV drones]
Come on, come on.
Come on, have a go,
for f*ck's sake.
Have a go! Come on!
Oh, Jesus Christ, I could do
f*cking better than that.
Come on, pass the ball!
Go on, give--
give the ball back to him.
Oh, come on, ref.
No way is that foul. No way.
[sighs]
[mumbles indistinctly]
No! No!
Oh! [groans]
What are you doing?
[tense music]
Your dad is in to Torchy
for a lot of money.
Can't hold him off forever.
♪ ♪
[keys rattling]
The f*ck?
How'd you get in here?
Need to get better locks,
my friend.
I want a rematch.
If I win,
you're in.
[intense music]
[chuckling]
Israeli consulate?
You're a stupid,
stupid f*cking man.
They have got your name,
your ID.
And that means
the Met has it too.
♪ ♪
Now get that f*ckin' job
out of that thick
f*ckin' head.
Or you can go kiss your mum,
you kiss Marjorie,
and you kiss everyone else
you care about
goodbye for f*ckin' good.
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
♪ ♪
I can't--
Can't turn back now.
[sighs]
[huffs]
So what,
the--the perimeter's a no go?
Completely?
- It's new technology.
Each house has got
silent motion alarms.
Can we get in
from the electric poles above?
No.
God, last month we was robbing
a couple of arcades.
All right, there's no direct
route into the house,
so we go back tonight,
and we look around--
Yes, yes.
We'll figure it out.
You'll figure it out.
M-maybe we just
cut bait now, eh?
We'll tell him it's--
- Aitch.
Yeah. Okay, okay.
I'll be right back.
Hey, Gal, listen,
I need a favor.
Look, look, I want a job,
a proper one.
I got you
that apprentice job.
What happened, hmm?
I know what happened.
You been busting
electric boxes again.
Yeah, because it's sh*t.
I'm getting paid pence.
Pence, Gal.
Look, listen, I want pounds.
Look, if you give me summat
with you boys,
I won't let you down.
I'll do whatever it takes.
I will s*ab a geezer for you.
- Tommy.
Tommy, why don't you try
keeping two quid together,
then you can move
to Notting f*cking Hill,
wherever you want.
You know, Ann Marie's right
about you, Gal.
You are an assh*le.
[indistinct conversation]
Where do you want me
to put this one?
You got f*cking 40 sheets
on the f*cking ledger.
Torch.
Give me the f*cking money,
for f*ck's sake.
I'll put it on.
- You got a minute?
- [sighs]
Got a nice parlay
at Kempton Park, Gal.
No, thanks, but I need you
to do me a bit of a favor.
What, you need
a little something
to get you over
the rough spots?
What, 2K, two points?
I need you to lay off my dad.
Don't let him bet no more.
He's a big boy.
I'd appreciate it.
Now, there's enough in there
to cover him,
plus a little something extra
for helping me out.
[chuckles] Your father.
Must be one of the dumbest
punters I've ever had.
Put over 400
on the Man City V Tottenham.
[laughs]
Must have f*cking sh*t
for brains.
[chuckles]
I hope it skipped
a generation, son.
Oh, sh*t.
[indistinct chatter]
Hey!
Hey.
[panting]
Where you going?
You looked busy.
You remembered
the Golden Eagle.
I did.
What happened to your face?
Ah, it's...
I got into the ring
with the wrong guy.
Long story.
How you been?
I went to my parents' house.
[soft dramatic music]
I had a suspicion.
It was my sister.
She told them.
You know,
maybe I knew all along,
I just didn't want
to believe it.
I'm sorry.
And as bad as my dad is,
I think my mum's worse.
She could've called me or came
to see me all these years,
but she never did, even today.
You know, I-I'm glad I went.
And you're right.
At least now I know
how they'd treat me.
Don't have to wonder anymore.
Your mum's probably scared.
I'm scared all the time.
♪ ♪
Me too.
[indistinct chatter,
coins clinking]
Excuse me.
Is Don here?
No.
Well, do you know
where he is?
No.
Is he coming back
anytime soon?
- Maybe.
- Oh, you don't know anything,
do ya?
Ann Marie Dove.
I ain't seen you in here
since I caught you
nipping from the tip jar
on Boxing Day.
Hope your cheek's healed.
- I'm looking for Don.
- [chuckles]
What's a pretty girl like you
want with a lummox like that?
I need to talk to him,
all right?
Come here. Have a sit down.
I'll get you a drink.
You seem upset.
And we were gonna
go up north.
He's from Manchester.
I see, young love.
I remember them warm nights.
Do you think
Don knows anything?
He's smarter than you think,
that boy.
People think he's dumb,
but he ain't.
In this f*cked-up world,
people so easily play the roles
others want them to be.
That never changes, I suppose.
Do you know
what happened to Larry?
Well, of course I do.
Do you want me to tell ya?
[exhales deeply]
Ah, young girls like you
shouldn't know such things.
Tell me.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
The truth is...
Larry's dead.
He's long gone.
What?
Yes, dear, I'm sorry.
Someone blew a big f*ckin' hole
in his head, dear.
[choked up] Who?
[chuckles]
Well, for your own good,
you don't wanna know.
Gal told me he went
to Ireland with some girl.
What you should know
about Gal is, he's a liar.
Yeah.
[exhales]
There's a lot more
he's lying about to you.
Not just to you, to everyone,
including that tight-assed,
perky-titted fiancée of his,
though I don't much care
for her.
Have you heard about this girl
from the nudie movies?
Disgusting.
Deary, what a stain
on his life.
I know, love.
It's a hard way to find out
that trouble is real.
I had to learn that
a lot younger than you have.
[sobbing]
These men...
[scoffs]
They'll choke
the life out of us
if we let 'em.
[sobbing]
[whispering]
Don't ever let 'em.
I'll k*ll one of 'em
if I have to.
That's exactly how you survive.
♪ ♪
[door closes]
[breathing shakily]
♪ ♪
Decisions you make in life
that lead you where you are.
[sirens wailing distantly]
Ever think about that?
But lately I have, yeah.
And how the course
of your life can change
on a whim, a lark.
Like for me
with my parents and everything.
But--so if it's just a lark,
then why do you still do it?
You know,
why do you make the films?
What?
[sighs]
No, that's...
[scoffs]
What?
Do you think I should stop?
No, no--
Then why would
you ask me that?
'Cause...
just a question, right?
I'm sorry.
I'm not judging--
- Yes, you are.
- No, I'm not.
You might think you're not,
but you are.
And I've never judged you.
Do people ask you
why you don't stop thieving?
Just--that's not fair.
Fair?
How is it different?
- It is different.
Well, tell me,
how is it different?
Well, it's different be--
you know what I mean!
I don't know what you mean,
Gal.
Tell me.
- It's different
because I love ya.
What?
I love you.
Don't say that.
I'm saying it.
Right, I'm saying it again.
I love ya.
You don't know me.
Yes, I do.
[somber music]
I have to go.
- Where?
- Sorry.
Is it 'cause I said
what I said about the films?
It's because
of a lot of things.
This is never gonna work!
- Why?
You do not wanna get involved
with me, Gal, trust me.
Yes, I do.
No, you f*cking don't, Gal!
♪ ♪
[The Human Beinz's
"Nobody But Me"]
♪ ♪
♪ No-no, no ♪
♪ No-no, no-no-no-no ♪
♪ No, no-no, no, no ♪
♪ No-no, no-no, no-no ♪
♪ No-no-no-no, no-no,
no, no-no, no ♪
♪ Nobody can do the ♪
- Shing-a-ling!
- * Like I do ♪
- f*ck!
- * Nobody can do the ♪
- Skate!
♪ Like I do ♪
♪ Nobody can do ♪
- Boogaloo!
♪ Like I do, nobody can do ♪
- Philly!
- * Like I do ♪
All right, Lovey-Dovey?
You want a game, son? 50 quid.
I'll stick it
on your dad's tab, yeah?
[laughs]
What's that, son,
your to-go bag?
Or are you building up
your cock size?
[laughter]
♪ Let me tell you, nobody,
nobody ♪
♪ Nobody, nobody ♪
Get him off! f*ck!
[shouting and grunting]
♪ Nobody, nobody ♪
[all grunting]
♪ ♪
What?
♪ ♪
[breathing heavily]
Hey, you're all right.
Maybe I will find something
for you.
♪ ♪
Scum.
♪ No-no, no-no-no-no ♪
♪ No, no-no, no, no,
no-no, no-no, no-no ♪
Sleep tight.
♪ No-no-no-no, no-no,
no, no-no, no ♪
♪ Nobody can do the ♪
[brakes squeal]
[tense music]
Where the f*ck can Larry be?
Who's that friend of his?
The one who's good
with all the g*ns?
♪ ♪
His mate.
[thunder crashing]
♪ ♪
Finally.
Where the f*ck have you been?
[thunder rumbles]
So what's the plan?
Gal.
Don...
I've got nothing, mate.
What do you mean, nothing?
What's nothing?
I'm saying we're f*cked.
[thunder rumbling]
♪ ♪
- Alan.
- Yeah?
Tell me more about this tour.
Getting f*cked is not
a f*cking option, Gal.
f*cked is not an op--
[footsteps rustling]
You still looking
for a way in?
Really?
What are you doing here?
I lost twice.
Yeah, well,
you get caught,
it's on my conscience, innit?
You don't strike me
as the guilty type.
What you don't know about me
could fill up
of iceberged real estate.
Heh. Do you got a way in?
Yeah. I have.
You're standing on it.
♪ ♪
[thunder crashing]
♪ ♪
01x05 - Trouble Is Real
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It traces the relationship between best friends and thieves Gal Dove and Don Logan, who together become involved in London's criminal world during the 1990s.
It traces the relationship between best friends and thieves Gal Dove and Don Logan, who together become involved in London's criminal world during the 1990s.