Lords of London Page #3
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- 2014
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- Now, that would make her laugh.
- Tony.
Is everything gonna be OK, Dad?
Yeah. Of course it is.
Yeah?
Yeah. We'll be alright.
Let's celebrate, fellas. Kevin's
pub is ours for the takin'.
Why, what's happened, then, Tony?
You know he can't afford to do it up, or pay me.
So I'm takin' it.
Well, here's to Tony two clubs, then.
Dad?
Dad?
He took the coward's way out. Cheers, boys.
Good day's work.
Who would do this, hey? Break into
your f***ing flat and rob ya?
Take all your money and all your jewelry.
I'll tell ya one thing, I find out
who it was, I'll f***ing kill him.
- Why do you want to go?
- There's something wrong with me.
- What's wrong?
Don't know, there's something wrong with me.
I don't know what it is. I can't explain.
Do not be so theatrical.
Tell me that...
- Tell me that's an old newspaper? Please.
- Yes, it's today's newspaper.
Oh, God. I've gotta get out...
You said you didn't have a telephone.
I gotta get outta here.
- You know what's going on, Tony?
- I don't . No, I don't.
You know what's going on.
Come here.
Tony, come on.
He's crazy, this man.
I had, uh... I found that downstairs. It was by
the door. I just put it in my pocket. I was...
I don't want to hear any more lies.
- I just...
- You're only a lier.
I found it downstairs. I picked it up and I put it
in my pocket. I was gonna give it to you later.
- Shut up!
- You watch your f***ing mouth.
- Stupid and poor man.
- I found it I was gonna f***ing give it to ya.
- Goodbye, goodbye, Terry!
- You stay here! Don't you f***ing go anywhere!
F***ing get back here! Come back here!
I'll find ya! I'll f***ing find ya!
F***!
Dad?
F*** off.
What are you waiting for?
Go and f*** off for your auntie.
Go on.
- I'm gonna look afer the boy.
- F*** off.
What do you think I'm doing?
Shut the f*** up, right? You do
what I say, yeah? You understand?
Get up. get up.
You OK? Come on, look at me.
Are you OK? You alright?
She's an artist. And a natural, too.
She have to stay here. This is her land, Tony.
I don't want to lose her.
Here is her destiny, Tony.
I'll f***ing find ya!
Can I have a word, please?
Please.
I made a mistake, you know? I'm so sorry.
- I need you to forgive me, OK?
- I can't.
I need you to. I love you. I love you so much.
- No, you don't love me.
- I do. I do.
I love you. I need you to forgive me, alright?
Please. Please, OK? Please. Please.
No, no, no, no, no.
- It's over, Terry.
- No, no. Don't say that. You can't say that.
Go home.
- I love you.
- Go home.
- Hey, you're coming with me. Right f***ing now.
- No! No!
You're coming with me, now! You're
f***ing coming with me, alright?!
You're f***ing coming with
me, right this f***ing...!
- Let go of my daughter!
- F*** off!
- F*** off!
- My daughter!
- Get out.
- Margherita!
Go on!
Come on!
F***!
Tony!
- You OK?
- Yeah.
English boy.
He's trouble. Trouble.
- I can't thank you enough, Tony.
- I didn't do anything, mate.
You did more than you can imagine.
You know why I'm here, don't ya?
And you will know soon enough.
I think I know already.
Yes.
Your great-great-grandmother
once told me a story, Tony.
One day, while she was working the land,
she came across a gold coin,
by the side of the road.
Times were difficult, so she buried the coin,
waiting for the day when she would need it.
Two days later, a young man came to
the village, looking for the coin.
Even though the coin would change her life...
honesty got the better of your grandmother...
and she led the man to the coin.
The coin was given to the man, by his
father, and to his father before him.
It was of such importance to the man
that he vowed to bring the crops from the south,
for our family, every year... during Winter.
The man came for many years.
Until, one year, he stayed.
Our family only survived because of this man.
This man was my father.
- So, if there's any problem, just give me a ring.
- Alright. We'll be alright.
Come on, we got a table booked.
- OK, uhh... yeah, uh, I got my wallet.
- No, I'm paying.
- Oh, yeah, as if!
- Shut up! Come on!
- See ya, Leish.
- See ya!
Sometimes, we have to sacrifice what we
have, to protect those that we love.
Thank you, Tony.
I have shown you what you needed to see.
It's up to you, now, Tony.
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