Honour Page #4

Get out of here.

- Okay.

- Go.

See, acting on a tip-off,

the officer attended a premises

where it was alleged his sister

was being held hostage.

The informant gave sufficient

reason to believe

that firearms could be involved.

I spoke to your prison buddy, mr holy man.

Get out of here. Meet

you at the station. Go.

I'm gonna be comin' in

on your little operation.

I guess that makes us partners now. Yeah?

Mona!

I know you're in there.

So, open the door and let's talk.

It's locked. I check all that kinda sh*t.

It's what I'm trained to do.

That kafir, he can train me,

but he can't programme me.

Not the way they've programmed you.

I swear my oaths, but I keep my loyalties.

That's the difference between us.

You don't put the family first.

no matter what, you're my little sister.

I'm gonna give you one choice,

and if you make the right one,

I swear I'll tell your mother,

and our little brother,

that when the time came,

you put the family first.

You're gonna walk, yes,

or I'm gonna throw you off.

Or, I'm gonna f***ing throw you off.

Get the f*** up.

Walk.

Up.

Dad'll be waitin' for you.

Yeah.

Yeah, and when he asks me,

how his son filled his shoes,

I'll tell him.

How he preserved his good honour

and his name

by sacrificing one of his own children.

When not even the God we worship

would allow it in his name.

I'm sorry.

I did. I took it... I took it...

Here.

Take it. Take it. F***in' take it.

That's nice, that's nice.

Just stay with me, yeah?

Ah, f***. Mmm.

I don't even know your name.

Have it, love it,

don't leave it, ever... no...

Don't let it be none of what it is.

I'm done.

Are you gonna kill your own brother?

Let God stop me.

That's all I'm offering. One step.

Next one's up to you.

Where... are... we?

What'd she f***ing say, man, eh?

Speak our English.

Sorry... please...

See, if I was in your country,

for whatever reason,

I'd respect us locals a wee bit better.

Sorry, please...

I no understand...

Learn the f***ing lingo and get

out the f***ing road when I tell ya to!

Give 'em a wash.

Hey, I won't miss Scotland.

See if this one speaks English.

Yeah, but you think she can

speak with my big cock...

right in her mouth?

What do you think

she's got in the bag?

Tell her to hand it over.

What's she f***ing talking about, man?

Speak our English.

How about you tell me your story

and I'll tell you mine?

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