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- I just gave..
- Tony Montana gave me that f***ing ring!
Does that ring any
bells with you?
Now where's my f***ing ring?
I don't have anything
else to give to you.
I don't even f***ing know how I got
here, what more can I f***ing give.
- Shut the f*** up!
- F***ing hell!
Get him in there!
You must f***ing like this?!
Open the door! Police.
Hello.
These guys. You know them?
- Yes. yes, I know them, yes.
- Good.
You must go with us. Come on!
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Don't look like we're leaving
this place any time soon lads.
We need a motor. Let's
go find uncle Sam.
Officer?! Sir?!
The Mob.. Gangsters..
From London, really,
very, very serious men.
They're in my hotel.
They want their money.
But, it was taken, you
see, it's all gone.
You know this?
You want me to be
honest with you?!
They're not my actual friends.
In fact, I barely f***ing know
them, but that is not important.
They are going to kill me.
You have to believe me!
What's money?
Who robbed you?
You?
How much money?
When?
Money, I..
What money?
No, no, no..
It's all good.
It's my f***-up.
Four iron d*cks and
two balls for each.
How much for all of them?
8,000. You won't
find any cheaper.
Is that right? Is that so?
Cheeky little f***er, isn't he?
F*** it. Pay him and
let's get out of here.
Do you f***ing
believe this sh*t?!
Here That's him.
What's your name?
Vova.
Ok Vova, listen very carefully,
I'm only gonna say this once.
Where did you get
that f***ing watch?
Help. Help.
Father, can you help me?
Can you please help me?
Excuse me?
Will you please..
F***ing help me?
Please?!
Help me!
Okay. Okay.
Please?!
People, hear me out!
I:
Have
money!
If we can just get back
to my f***ing hotel
I can pay you
as much money
as you f***ing want!
Just please?!
F***ing help me!
Okay.
Who the f*** are you?
Oh sh*t.
Oh f***!
Please, I shouldn't be here.
Please, I haven't seen anything.
Just.. Just let me go.
Please, help me.
What the f*** is going on here?
That's him.
Well get the f***er!
Come on!
It's my first time here and
it's really, very nice.
Oh really?!
We can stop at my place.
- Sorry, I've got to go.
- So soon?
Who the f*** are you? What
the f*** is going on?
What are you doing?
Calm down! Listen to me!
Copper, where is
my f***ing money?
One more time. Where
is the f***ing money?
F***ing drive!
Where is it?
Where is it?
It's under the sofa.
All right. F***ing get it out!
Now open the bag!
- Is it all there?
- I don't know, count it.
Count it?!
F***ing prick!
Hello?
You piece of sh*t! A**hole!
You haven't even
bothered to apologize.
Look, Jessica..
Jessica, please just listen to me,
all right, you don't understand.
Oh I understand all right!
You and your Lithuanian b*tches!
You met another woman.
- Some other f***ing b*tch.
- Jess will you hold please.
- I know it..
- Just f***ing hold!
Ahh Jesus.
Can you move?
Your f***ing radiator
is on top of me.
My radiator?!
Ask me..
How I've become attached
to this f***ing radiator.
in that f***ing apartment.
F*** you!
You skinny, Lithuanian b*tch!
I trusted you!
And you left me
naked
covered in claret (BLOOD)
handcuffed!
Hey, steady..
It's my phone.
It's in the pocket.
Can you help?
Help.. you?!
Well yeah.
Since you can't
help yourself, ha?!
Fine.
Woa, woa, woa..
Lads, lads, lads..
Wh.. What's going on?
Wh.. What're you doing to me?
Hey, I'm military! Do
you understand that?
That means they'll
come looking for me.
And they'll find me to. That..
That.. That is for sure!
Oh, come on lads.
I work for her Majesty' service.
Do you understand? The Queen?
Oh come on, lads.
I'm the head of the honorary guard.
I'm a very important person!
Yeah?!
F***.
Tim, get up!
I don't mean to be
rude, darling, but..
Do we know each other?
F*** you.
And by the way..
You both having me a striptease
for my party.
Aw f***! Where'd you
get my ring from?
You gave it to me
as my wedding gift.
Wedding?!
What f***ing wedding?
My wedding, your gift!
Do you remember anything?
Whatever!
I want my ring!
Let me go man!
This ring costs too much
to give to some f***ing..
F***ing hell.
Who's that?
My fianc.
We are getting married tomorrow.
All right.
Maybe your boyfriend can
take us to the hotel.
Jesus Christ, I'll
f***ing pay him.
You dirty bastard!
That is not f***ing me!
Staska.
F***ing take it.
Look, love..
Just give us the ring back
and we'll f***ing leave.
Yeah. We've got to make
a move, to be honest.
It's been an absolute pleasure.
Leave the f***ing ring, yeah?!
Peace. Bye bye.
Forrest Timmy!
Run for the switch!
Hey pal!
Can you help us?
Why the f*** he's running for.
What's he..
Oh for f***'s sake.
of the f***ing steering wheel?!
Why would you f***ing do that?!
- Move over you f***ing c*nt.
- This f***ing country is mental.
Just drive ok?!
Shut the f*** up Timmy!
Well don't just sit there.
Call Johnny.
With what, eh?! The
f***ing phone?!
It's in the forest somewhere.
You f***ing twat.
Come on. F***ing get up!
Where?
Which way?
Well I don't know, do I?
Hey Tim, look at all this grass.
You eat like a f***ing
rabbit, don't you?!
I knew this would go tits up.
But like a mug
I've signed up for it.
With another mug.
You!
F*** off!
What?
It's a f***ing tattoo.
When?
You
are a f***ing
twat!
Jesus Christ!
That ain't Jesus.
Not at all.
Excuse me please
- Are we arrive?
- Who? You?
We. Arrive.
Where you from please?
Who, Me?! I'm from England.
Where the f*** are you from?
And what you're doing
all cooped-up in there?
England.
England.
- England.
- Get the f*** off!
Thank you my friend.
What the f*** are you doing?!
Excuse me.
Do you speak English?
We're a bit lost, yeah?!
And we need to call a taxi.
Taxi?
We need to go back to the..
Hotel.
Hello.
We need to call a taxi.
You want call kurwa (WHORE)?
Twenty ponds kurwa.
One minute.
What? We only need
to call a taxi.
Kurwa, twenty five pounds.
F*** off! It's
just a short call.
What kurwa?
Okay. Okay. We'll
take it, yeah?!
But you call the taxi.
Where you want kurwa go?
The hotel.
What kurwa hotel in this town?
No, no. Not "Kurwa" hotel.
Vilnius, yeah?
We need to go to Vilnius.
Are you kurwa nut?
Your village is a free hundred
kilometers from where.
No one kurwa in here never
go that's for kurwa.
F***ing hell!
- What?
- What kurwa?!
Your f***ing Vilnius
is Zbyt Daleko (TOO
FAR) stop kurwa.
Now kurwa, give me my
twenty five pounds!
F*** off!
We need to call our friends!
The money is in the hotel
and they will bring
it here, all right?!
I said kurwa, put the
money on the table!
Or you have kurwa big problem!
Don't f*** with me!
One call!
That's all I'm asking.
Now give me
the f***ing phone!
Kurwa give me my money!
Kurwa!
Where are his Negros? you?
I told ya'll!
I don't know!
I've left them in a
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