Rise Of The Footsoldier Page #10

Tape deck, radio...

what is the difference?

What's the long-range

forecast looking like, mate?

Well, the weather seems

to be improving at last,

so I reckon we'll be up for it

in the next couple of days.

- 48 hours.

- Uh-huh.

and then our lives are changing!

Craig, you're gonna have

to chuck a left up here, all right?

Mick... I've got to say it, son...

I f***ing love you.

No, I swear,

I f***ing love you.

You know, that's not what

I've been hearing around town, Patrick.

Well, forget all that

f***ing bollocks now,

'cause we're going

to hit the big time.

We are gonna be f***ing caked.

Left up here, is it, Mick?

Yeah, that's right, Craig... a left.

Hello?

Hello, babe.

No. Of course I miss you.

You are such a lovely girl

and I don't deserve you.

You know that. Do me a favor,

give me a bell back later.

I'm with some people.

What?

No, I'm just with Tony

and the boys.

Yeah.

Listen. Of course I do.

I love you.

Is that good enough?

I love you.

Call me later. Bye.

There's a gate up ahead, Mick.

Do you want me to open it?

No, it's okay, son.

I'll get it.

- Shut up, Pat.

- No, please!

Mickey! Please, no!

Mate... please, mate.

Please, we're mates.

We've worked far too hard to let

a c*nt like you f*** everything up.

You take it. Take it all.

What? The 30 kilos

of Columbian pure?

You soppy c*nt.

You soppy, greedy,

gullible c*nt.

I'm out, Jack.

- Yup?

- Come and get us.

That didn't take long.

Pat squealed like a pig.

Let's f*** off.

Where's Mick?

He's coming.

Turn that f***ing light out now.

All right, Darren.

Let's go.

This was Darren Nicholl's

testimony of what happened.

The only people

who really know are in the ground.

It may be that

the shooting has occurred

over higher drug dealers

trying to find

a greater position of power.

Daddy!

# Heaven knows

what life may bring #

# There could be blue skies

through the rain #

# And I know

I must find my way... #

- Don't listen to him, baby.

- # Come on, help me #

# Release my soul today #

# Won't you help me,

help me through this pain? #

# It cuts like a knife #

# Burns like acid rain #

# Come on, help me #

# Help me release

my soul #

# But nobody knows

which way #

# Or which road to go #

# Heaven knows

what life may bring #

# Never feel it

till you feel the acid sting #

# Help me to release

my soul today #

# Help me, help me #

# Help me, Lord, Lord #

# Help me, Lord, Lord... #

There's not a lot

of old men in my game.

Paranoia is

what keeps me alive.

I'm taking no chances.

Every room

in my house is armed.

You break in and I'll bathe

in your f***ing blood.

And if one day my time is up

let me say to you:

If you think

I'm just gonna sit

and beg for my life...

well, then you're some sort of c*nt.

# Heaven knows

what life may bring #

# There could be blue skies

through the rain #

# And I know

I must find my way... #

# So come on, help me #

# To release

my soul today #

# Won't you help me,

help me through this pain? #

# It cuts like a knife #

# It feels like acid rain #

# Help me, help me #

# To release my soul #

# But nobody knows which way #

# Or which road to go #

# Heaven knows what life may bring #

# Never feel it till you feel

the acid sting #

# Help me to release my soul today #

# Help me, help me #

# Help me, Lord, Lord #

# Help me, Lord, Lord #

# Help me, Lord, Lord. #

# Hold on, hear what I say #

# Is a man on a mission #

# Just a man in a cage? #

# If we can hold on #

# To what we believe #

# All stick together #

# Be there for each other #

# Hold on #

# Hold on, hear what I say #

# Is a man on a mission #

# Just a man in a cage? #

# If we can hold on #

# To what we believe #

# All stick together #

# Be there for each other #

# Hold on. #

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