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Right.

I'm sorry, luv.

- This is for you then. | - What's this then?

- It's 1,000. | - 1,000?

Yeah.

Right then. Who do you want me to kill?

I need a wife.

I have no connection | to that woman or that house.

I was never married to her.

I won't be there, but my partner | is gonna pick up some documents.

You'll invite him for a drink, or whatever. | If he makes a move, you go with him.

If not, that's it. Either way, | you're gonna end up with 2,000.

Any reason why you chose me?

Why would I hire somebody | to kill a complete stranger?

Why don't you tell me?

Money, of course. | To be exact, half a million.

- Half a million dollars! | - We don't have that sort of money.

I'm talking pounds!

We definitely don't have | that sort of money.

You're a clever fella, Leo. | I'm sure you can find a way to get it.

This is good sh*t.

Just make sure you have it | by the end of this week.

Toodle-oo. I'll be in touch.

- And I'm awfully sorry about that... | - Sweet Smell of Success.

Yeah, that one.

Leo, wake up!

Are you up yet?

I've had several minutes sleep already, | Moose, I'm fine.

You seem a little agitated, Moose. | Is everything all right?

I lost someone.

What time is it?

5:
00.

Moose, what's up?

Moose has lost someone.

A friend.

My woman.

- Girlfriend? | - Yeah.

I love my wife and my kids, | but I need this woman.

She does it for me, | you know what I'm saying?

You really ought to write greeting cards.

So, what do you want us to do about it?

Bruno told me I need to come | and talk to you.

- You're smart. You can find her. | - Me?

I've asked everybody else.

- Have you seen Gloria? | - No, mate.

Turned out he dldn't know nothlng.

Listen, I'm a little busy right now.

Why not ask Caspar?

I don't like Caspar | and Caspar doesn't like me.

You can find her, Leo.

Here's the picture.

Her name is Gloria.

Oh, my.

She's a cutie-pie.

Find her for me.

I'm going crazy without her, man. | Tell me you can find her.

Tell him.

I'll do my best.

Hl, we can't come to the phone, | but leave a message...

...and we'll get back to you. Bye.

"You better wake up | 'Cause I need my cash

"To keep me satlsfled | Am I sure? Yes

"I am sure deep down Inslde"

Just a llttle wake-up call | so you don't forget to come and see me.

I'm going back to bed.

Pay Troy. He's a problem we don't need.

And sweetheart...

...no stopplng off at the racetrack | on the way!

Tails.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Yeah, it is.

- How about three? | - Three!

- Eight. | - Four.

- Seven. | - Five. Cash.

Done.

Magic word.

Pur-rango!

Very good, Roscoe.

Just a little salt trick.

What happens if I want some bloody salt?

"The minute he walked in the joint

"I could see he was a man of distinction

"A real big spender

"Good-looking and so refined

"Now, wouldn't you like to know | What's going on in my mind?

"Why don't you get right to the point?"

- How are you doing, Troy? | - Hello, Leo.

- All right, Roscoe? | - All right.

Shut up, Roscoe! Coin.

Heads.

Tails.

Story of your life at the moment.

C'est la vle.

"'Cause there is a horse at Newmarket

"They call the Rising Sun

"And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy

"I know, cause you are one"

What's the form been like recently?

Porcelain Bus, Cheltenham. | Four and two zeroes, eight-to-one. Came...

- Seventh? | - Seventh.

Peanut Warrior. Two and two.

- Seven-to-four? | - Three legs. Still running.

Still running.

King Chicken. | Three and two zeroes to win.

Two-to-one, came second.

Troy. I know what I dropped. | Come on, man, you know I'm good for it.

I know that you are way over the limit.

Eleven f***ing grand!

If we weren't such good friends, | I'd already have had your tongue cut out...

...and stapled to your wife's tit. | Now, where's my money?

It's not what I expected.

Man, there's a big meet on Saturday. | I'm gonna win big time.

I'll pay you back in full. | Listen, I've got a tip for the 3:30.

Bernard's Jibber. | Straight from the proverbial.

It's not good enough. | I told you 1,000 by Friday.

F***'s sake!

- Now, by Friday... | - Yeah?

...I want my cash.

Yeah.

Friday.

- Yeah, I haven't got it, but I'll get it. | - Don't f*** me about, Leo.

- Okay? Still friends? | - Yeah.

Still smiling?

- You kidder. See you, Roscoe. | - See you later, Leo.

"R-E-P-A-Y M-E | You know what it means to me

- "R-E-P-A-Y M-E. Take care TCP | - You got it

"Give it to me"

- Are you okay? | - Yeah.

That's two full English and coffees, 8.99.

- Did you pay Troy? | - Yes, I paid him.

- All of it? | - All of what I owe? He didn't ask for that.

All he asked for?

Jesus, Leo!

Why don't you find yourself a tourist, | sell him his own sandals, but pay the man?

- Then I lose. | - Lose what?

Look, I've got a tip for a horse on Saturday. | If that comes in...

...I'll pay Troy and everyone's cool.

He's dangerous, Leo. Pay him. | Get him off our backs.

Or you're gonna end up under the pier.

He's a psycho-nut freak.

"Psycho-nut freak?"

Whatever.

So, is this a genuine Tahitian pearl?

- Is this a way to get into my panties? | - Thought never entered my head.

Should it?

Hell, yeah.

I need your help, Bruno. | I've got a little problem.

That's the f***ing understatement | of the year, isn't it?

So, this character, this con man...

...has a tape of you | doing in some Ditchling tart.

When did you become a killer, Leo? | That's not you.

It's my first time and my last.

Lily found this guy. | Seemed like an easy mark.

He obviously targeted her. Set us up. | At the end of the day, I got greedy.

Stupid.

Hear that?

What?

That's me not arguing with you.

So, what do you want me to do about it?

Well, I don't know. I'm all out of ideas.

Okay. Moose takes this wanker | to the top of Sussex Heights...

...dangles him upside down | till he gives up the tapes and any copies.

He's surprisingly effective like that.

What?

What aren't you telling me?

The woman, | the one I thought was his wife...

...I didn't know until too late...

She and Moose. She was Moose's girl.

Jesus-f***ing-Christ | on a f***ing Lambretta!

Leo, you have lost it!

The old Leo wouldn't have got himself | into something like this.

A blind ostrich wouldn't | get itself into something like this.

Moose's girlfriend, of all people. | He's f***ing doolally over her.

I didn't do it on purpose, did I? | It was all part of the set-up. It had to be.

This guy isn't gonna pick | Moose's girlfriend, of all women.

He obviously knows about Moose. | He wants Moose to come after me.

How does he know? Who told him? | This bloke breezes into town...

...sets you up like you're a f***ing moron, | which you are, by the way.

Who's he working with? | Have you asked yourself that?

Yeah, of course I have.

I don't know if he's working | with anyone else.

Of course he bloody is! Who told him? | Who could have set you up?

There isn't anyone. Me and Lily, | we were the only ones who knew.

Right.

We go back a long way | and I am asking for your help.

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