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he know I left it at Bill and Linda's?

Do it the way

the SAS do it with the Irish firm.

Put one in his head

before he puts one in yours.

How will we find the money

if Julie's dead?

Speaking of which, how come you were

holding the dough in your house?

What?

That's charming. That's lovely.

Blaming the victim of the crime.

I'm not blaming. I'm asking.

It was just overnight.

Well, it's f***ing stupid.

Yeah, I know it was stupid.

- Sal.

- Hello, Ray.

Is Julian home?

- You've got some front.

- What?

I sent him out yesterday morning. He

was all excited cos he's gonna see you.

He's a little boy at heart. He loves you.

Then what happens? He comes home

all beat up. How could you do that?

Are we talking about the same man?

- Who is it, girl?

- It's Ray.

I'm in here, Ray.

A shotgun! Don't do that!

Get down! Get down on the floor!

Hello, Ray.

A nice surprise.

- What are you watching?

- Video. It's a crime film.

- I don't like crime films.

- No?

They never show the criminal

in a good light.

That's very true, when you think about it.

They always show us like we're animals.

The actors always play us thick.

Some of us are pretty thick, aren't we?

You should smell this.

I can't get enough of it.

It's sort of sour but milky, you know?

So some of us are pretty thick?

Well, we make mistakes all the time.

Sal?

What are you saying

about us being thick?

We leave fingerprints.

We keep things in the house we shouldn't.

Me? Never.

He'll sleep if you put him down now.

Good boy.

What do you want, Ray?

What are you doing here

this time of the morning?

Police are hunting

a gang of armed ram raiders

who stole an undisclosed

sum yesterday,

from a security depot in

Hounslow, West London.

They struck just after 5:00 using

a stolen truck modified into a battering ram

with a steel girder.

They smashed down a brick wall

to reach a counting room...

How come you're up?

- What?

- Kind of early, innit?

Yeah, it's early. Only my little baby

don't know it's early, does he?

He's only seven f***ing months old

and he don't know how to tell the time.

What do you want?

- Where do you keep your money?

- What?

I'm only asking cos I'm wondering

if it's still there.

Trials of electronic tagging

of adult offenders have proved successful,

with three quarters of participants

obeying curfews.

The Home Office wants to extend the idea

to juvenile offenders.

But critics say the government

hasn't thought through its plans.

Do anything interesting

after the party?

No. Just went home

and read me book.

The hero's got caught up in...

We should follow them.

- No. Ray wants to do it on his own.

- He might need us.

- What did Ray do last night?

- He was with Connie.

What? All night?

- I don't like Ray being alone with Julie.

- Me neither.

Take that. I got another one in the boot.

Oh, no.

Oh, NO!

The thieving slag!

I'm gonna kill somebody!

I'm definitely gonna kill somebody!

- Well, you're killing me.

- What?

They did a really f***ing bad job.

You f***ing...

Somebody stole my f***ing money.

They took mine, and Steve's and Dave's.

Why do you think I came looking for you?

You think I'd pull a stunt like that?

Never.

You must think I'm one of the thick ones.

Now where's my f***ing money?

Don't touch him!

It's all right. It's under control.

Yeah, back off, moron.

Where's our f***ing money?

This is not helpful

under the circumstances.

Try and think.

If it weren't us, who does that leave?

Try and think.

Who?

Jason.

No.

It's Sonny. F***ing Sonny.

He's got a point, as it happens.

Right. Let's go see Sonny.

No, wait. We better see Jason first.

Him and Sonny were together last night.

Tell Jason to phone me.

No, there's nothing to worry about, Trish.

Hello? You there?

- You want to have a pop at me?

- No.

- But you wanted to.

- You was hurting Ray.

Did he take the thorn out of your paw?

Eh?

He didn't go home last night. His mum

said he might be with his bird, Michelle.

- Let's pay her a visit.

- Bollocks. We go see Sonny.

Sonny's gonna be sitting in his slippers,

watching Richard and f***ing Judy!

Turn it in!

He might f***ing know something!

- Give us the phone.

- A local call?

- Who's he calling?

- His soppy bird.

His bird? What about my f***ing money?

Please leave a message.

Connie, it's me.

Pick up the phone if you're there.

Come on, Connie. Pick up the phone.

I'll talk to you later.

- Got a bit of bird trouble?

- F*** off.

Michelle?

- I'm a friend of Jason's.

- Is something wrong?

No, no.

His mum asked us to pay you a visit.

Have you seen him?

I knew something was wrong. He was

supposed to see me, but he never came.

It's the first night he's missed

since we started going out together.

- How long is that?

- Three weeks.

- You haven't seen him?

- Is something wrong?

No, darling. It's fine. It's OK.

Give his mum a phone. Just say...

Well, just phone. All right?

Bye.

If we don't get the money,

I won't have to buy that flat, will I?

- What do you reckon?

- I reckon definitely.

Anything?

No. It's clear.

Old blondie. That was definitely filth.

Might have been something else.

Nothing to do with us.

Hold up. I think that's them.

- Grey Peugeot. Two back.

- Is that blondie? It f***ing is.

If it is, how did they

get on to us so quick?

They're probably giving

every face in London a spin.

- That's a last resort.

- She's got her indicator on.

Yeah, she's turning off.

I've got a staggering 2,100 pounds

here for any listener who can really hear.

- Joy, your turn.

- Hi, Robert.

Are you going to succeed

where so many have failed?

- What's this?

- Rod Stewart.

It's Billy Bragg,

"Waiting For The Great Leap Forward".

"Waiting For The Great Leap Forward",

Billy Bragg!"

- Joy! Oh, Joy!

- Yes! Yes, it is!

We could have rung in for that, Dave.

2,100 that's not bad,

we could do with that now.

- So where'd you meet the bird?

- She's a friend of my mum's.

- Oh, no. She ain't a left-winger?

- Yeah.

Get shot of her, mate, that's my advice.

I don't want shot of her.

But she wants shot of you, yeah?

There's no secret to hanging on to a bird.

All the time I was inside,

my Sal never strayed.

- How do you know?

- What do you mean? I just know.

Look. What every woman wants

is two things.

One is passion.

What's the other one?

Number two is your secret to success.

Passion stands to reason.

Passion is hard to keep going.

Number two is kindness.

It goes down really well.

Steve. In there.

Ray!

Ray!

Steve?

Steve?

F*** me.

Look at all the claret.

Don't get it all over you.

Steve, come on. Come on.

It's all right. Come on.

- OK?

- Yeah.

We'll take the rap for this. Just our luck

to get nicked for a murder we didn't do.

Miscarriages of justice are very common.

I've never seen a dead 'un before.

You'll see an old one when I get hold

of Sonny. I'll rip his lungs out.

- What?

- Blondie.

Good tits for a cozzer.

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