London Heist Page #4

but I had no choice.

I wanted to call you, but I was scared.

Listen to me. You've got

nothing to be scared of.

I just need to talk to you.

I just need your help.

Please.

I know you do, and I do want

to help you. It's just that...

If he finds out,

he's going to come after me.

- If who finds out?

- I can't tell you over the phone.

It has to be in person, away from here.

Holly, look, do me a favor.

Meet me right now.

I can't. I'm leaving for London.

It's safer for me there.

Can you meet me when you get back?

It's a little bit difficult

for me at the moment.

Look, let me try and work something out

and I'll call you on this

number as soon as I get back.

Jack, I know the real reason

Alfie was killed.

- It wasn't for the money.

- What did you say?

What did you say again?

What did you say?

Hi, this is Holly.

Please leave a message.

Holly, don't put me on voice-mail.

Call me back.

Call me straight back.

I want it.

I knew you'd change your mind.

Boy...

Ray Dixon...

Master draftsman. We got a file

on him three inches thick.

Fat little good that's

done us the last 15 years.

Everybody wants him extradited,

but I want Jack Cregan,

and his merry gang of piss takers.

We take them down, one of them will

roll over and then we get Ray.

We take down the monkey

to get to the organ grinder.

Now a source tells me

they're gonna surface soon.

So, I want court orders

on delivery schedules

to all major security transportations.

Should we stick with freight to

London or extend to the Southeast?

All of the Southeast.

Check out the routes

and find out how much money

they carry in these places.

It will be a big score

and don't bother with banks.

They are gonna stay low profile.

They know that there's much

more money in these depots.

Well, what you looking

at me for? You want a song?

- F***in' get on with it!

- Yes, sir.

- This is it.

- When?

Day after tomorrow.

You're having

a f***ing laugh, ain't you?

No, I'm not.

We just got the inside on it a week ago.

This changes everything.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Ray, this is old school.

We're on the pavement here.

I'm telling you now,

I'm being honest with ya.

It's not about me.

Wrap up. Follow the drill.

Upgrade your hardware.

Trust me, when you find out

how much money this place is holding,

you're gonna change your tune.

The passport I've given you will get

you in and out under the radar.

Call the number in the mobile

when you get there.

I'll contact you with all the details.

I'll call Eddie.

Get you tooled up.

Look after Nic for me.

I'll look after her.

Don't worry.

DCI Wickstead.

Mason!

- Sir.

- Get me two CO-19 armed response units

on constant standby.

I'll put a call in now, sir.

- Give them the green light.

- Thank you.

Here you go, sir.

Keep the change.

- You Cregan?

- Yeah.

Here's exact numbers and

delivery times for tomorrow.

Good.

What the f*** is wrong with you?

I thought the NCA and half the

metropolitan police are after ya.

You expect me to take this seriously?

We need to talk, Jack.

There is nothing to talk about.

- Everything is sorted.

- And how'd you work that out?

Because Ray has got a face on the inside

and I've been all over it.

That's why.

We aren't up for it, Jack,

and you know it.

Sam, we can do this.

All we got to do

is play by the rules and the

info, and we're all good.

Listen to yourself, mate.

Don't you get it?

You're still running around

and trying to get our last bit

of money back and now this.

All this because you wanted

to be like your dad.

Let me tell you something.

The money is gone

and that game is over, Jack.

It's dead.

Just like Alfie.

Don't you f***ing say that.

Don't you f***ing ever say that.

I've loved you more like a

brother than like a cousin

all these years looking after you.

Can't strong it with me, Sammy.

We go in there now

and it's a death sentence.

It needs prep, Jack.

Our preparation.

My preparation.

I've been running about all day

like a f***ing lunatic.

Ray only called me

on this, this morning.

- What's happening?

- We're going back to work.

I thought all this was over.

Oh, please, don't give us the

f***ing silent treatment.

- What do you want me to say?

- This is no good, Jack.

We're asking for trouble.

Let's just go ahead.

Leave it.

Hold on a minute, Frank.

Hold on one minute.

Look, I know I said

we'd never do this again,

but I'm telling you now,

this one is special.

We are looking at 30 each,

if we get it done now.

Yeah, and I don't even want to think

about the other f***ing option.

He's right.

And you know he is right.

This needs to happen

and it needs to happen now.

Look,

I can't and I won't let my

dad's killing be for nothing.

Just take a moment, one moment,

think about all the times that he

was there for you over the years.

You know he was.

I'm telling you now,

this cack is loaded to the f***ing brim.

If we're serious,

and I mean really serious

about ending all this, once and for all,

then this is it.

Okay, this is the main foreign

currency depot in Canary Wharf.

It feeds every major currency exchange

center right across the city of London.

It's private, discreet, and

accessed by only one door.

There are minimal guards

inside, but the whole place

is monitored with CCTV and direct

armed response panic alarms,

which we ain't got time

to do anything about.

Now this place has never been hit.

So were gonna go in hard with noise

and surprise and get out quick.

Eddie will drop us off at the perimeter.

He'll meet us at the other side through

the basement at the exit point.

We cut through the fence

at the dead spot

marked exactly on the plans.

Dead on six, the doors will open

and the security van

will pull up and drive inside.

One guard will get out.

One stays behind,

leaving the engine running.

Two guards will take the money

to the loading bay.

This is where we've got

to be lively but careful.

It takes 60 seconds for the money to

be transferred into the building.

Like I said, we get the money

when it's moving

and we are marked.

You, put your head down!

Hands!

Keys! Floor!

Don't move!

Don't you f***ing look at me!

We good?

We're good.

I said, don't you f***ing move!

- Which way Jack? Which way?

- It's on the left. On the left.

Go, don't stop!

Go!

You'll be all right.

Go! Go! Go!

Mason!

Frank!

Frank!

Cregan!

Cregan, the game's up!

Sam, move!

Get up!

Show me your hands!

Show your f***ing hands!

What are we gonna do?

What are we gonna do?

Don't worry about it.

We're gonna f***ing go.

Just go. Just f***ing go on.

I'm f***ed, mate. You go.

Just go. Just go, Jack.

Suspect spotted.

Can't leave the rear

of building stairwell.

Stay here. Stay here.

We are under fire.

Repeat. We are under fire.

Taking evasive action.

Get out! Get out of the car!

Move. Move. Move.

Sammy, now.

Sam!

No, no, no!

No!

Identify suspect.

Is it Cregan?

Repeat, is it Cregan?

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