Rise Of The Footsoldier Page #4

- But?

Some heroin went missing.

How much?

They're saying 10 million.

But they think Eddie's took it.

They've been making threats

against me family.

They've been saying

my kids are gonna get it.

Well, did you do it?

- What?

- What do you mean, "What?"

I'm asking you a question.

Did you have the gear away?

I can't believe you asked me that.

Of course I didn't.

- Are you sure?

- I swear on the life of my wife,

I swear on the life of my babies,

I ain't got nothing

to do with this... nothing.

All right.

All right, I believe you.

I know, but no one else does.

Everyone's against me.

I ain't stupid, you know.

If I had 10 million worth of smack,

I'd be on my toes.

They ain't letting this go, Carl.

All right.

I'll see what I can do.

These Turks were a heavy outfit.

I'd vouched for Eddie and the boys,

but now it was up to them.

I had to agree to an interrogation

on their turf.

I wasn't about to start

a war if I could help it,

but I had a little insurance,

just in case.

Barak.

You're late.

Sit down. Sit down.

Down. Down.

Look, we don't need

to tie 'em up.

This is supposed to be

a f***ing interrogation.

Their hands will be tied.

Search the exit.

Look, is that really

f***ing necessary?

We have already discussed this.

Only the guilty will fear to take it.

Truth serum...

another condition they insisted on.

I guess they weren't going

to take my boys on their word.

- Carlton? Carlton!

- Jason, shut up.

Show some respect.

All right, let's get on with this.

Do any of you guys know where

this gentleman's missing heroin is?

No. No.

I haven't got a clue.

Look, I swear on my kid's life...

Terry, just answer

the f***ing question.

Nuh-uh. No.

- Eddie?

- I know nothing about it.

What are these questions?

We know you took it,

so tell us where it is!

Yeah, all right.

Hold on, hold on.

All right,

I'll put it another way.

Do any of you know where the gear

was before the robbery?

- No.

- No.

No.

Eddie?

I knew it was there.

How did you know the heroin

was there before it was stolen?

You heard him, Eddie.

How did you know it was there?

I just heard about it.

These boys weren't

exactly discreet.

Who told him?

I want a name.

I don't know who exactly.

I just heard it.

Everyone spoke about it.

There was no way

I could've worked there and not known.

I know where all of you live!

I know where some of you have

chosen to hide your families!

I will bring them here

and before I have them killed

I will pay a crackhead n*gger

to rape each

and every one of them.

Maybe I'll give him

some Spanish fly

so he won't have a problem

shooting them full

of his filthy AIDS

in front of a crowd.

Listen here, sunshine!

Just keep their families out of this!

Control yourself, Carlton.

We know where your little girls are.

Your family matters to you, yes?

Not to us.

To us they're just flesh.

Are you finished?

I'm finished when I bend you over

and f*** you in the ass.

That's when

I'm f***ing finished.

Look, he's choking for f***'s sake!

You're f***ing poisoning him!

What you want me to do, eh?

Stand here and watch

my mate f***ing die?

Is that what you f***ing want?

Lay him on his side.

Where's the f***ing heroin?

Where's the f***ing heroin?

Tell me!

Don't touch me, you c*nt.

My boss is satisfied.

We leave them to you.

Now get this scum

out of my warehouse.

Well, I knew they weren't satisfied.

I told the lads

to make themselves scarce

and I got Eddie and his family

to move in with me

just until things settled down.

- Hello, mate. All right?

- Yeah, I'm all right.

Hello. All right?

Got your family of young kids.

Yeah, take them straight through.

Hello, darling.

You all right?

Come in.

Yeah, Mom's gonna

get you a drink.

You never said nothing

about the kids.

Yeah well, they're here now,

aren't they?

- You gonna tell me what's going on?

- No.

- Where am I gonna put 'em?

- Look, I don't need you moaning.

All I need is a gun.

What you want?

Some bloke told me

to give this to you.

- Who?

- A bubble just down there.

Bubble?

Go on now. F*** off.

We're leaving.

You just look after

Suzy and the kids,

- make sure nothing happens to them.

- Yeah, all right.

Give me a bell tomorrow,

let me know what's happening.

- All right.

- Yeah, it's clear.

Go on. Go.

Three days went by,

and still Eddie hadn't called.

I was starting to get worried.

Listen, John, I need you

to stay here, all right?

Just keep an eye

on the house, will you?

Make sure Denny's all right.

Yeah.

Oh my God! No!

- Yeah?

- Carlton, it's Rick here.

John told me to give you a call.

He said you're looking

for the Turkish fellows.

- Yeah, that's right.

- Well, I'm down at The Den,

and one of 'em is right here

drinking raki with his mates.

Right, you just keep them there.

I'm gonna come over

and put that c*nt to sleep.

Listen, if I was you,

I'd get those punters out of there

'cause the moment

those Turks walk out that door,

I'm gonna go

f***ing Schwarzenegger on the c*nt.

- Do you hear me?

- All right, mate.

- Speak.

- Carlton, it's John.

Whatever you're planning,

just stop now. We found 'em.

Found who?

They didn't bother

with truth serum

the second time around.

No, this was torture, Turkish style.

They cut 'em, beat 'em,

jammed cattle prods in their balls,

The c*nts stuck butcher's knives

straight through Eddie's leg.

Three days...

they didn't figure it out.

If we'd have known

anything about the heroin,

we would've f***ing told them.

Oh f***.

Where are the others?

You're gonna be all right?

- Yeah.

- You sure?

Okay, darling.

Big brave, yeah?

Get away from me!

Honey, don't be afraid.

Stop! Get away!

Get away from me!

It's over. It's over.

But it weren't over, not for Eddie.

Those Turks had killed him

in that warehouse.

They may have left him breathing,

but he died there all the same.

One of my boys was dead,

and those Turks were

about to find out

what it felt like to be

on the wrong end of a kebab knife.

- Who is it?

- It's Tony.

Can I have a word with you?

Having another crack

at the Falklands, are you?

I think it's best

you don't know about this one.

It's best I don't know about it?

Everybody knows

about it, Carlton.

Word is those Turks

cut some of your boys up.

Yeah, that's right.

So now what?

You're gonna pop them?

They want a war,

I'll give them a f***ing war.

Really, you think

that's what they want?

I think it's what you want.

Take a little risk assessment,

why don't you?

You're thinking of taking on

the Turkish mafia.

Have you completely lost

your f***ing mind?

No, I ain't lost my f***ing mind.

I've lost a mate...

a very good mate...

to a load of f***ing Turks,

all right?

And I ain't gonna just stand here

and do f***-all about it.

This ain't about you.

This ain't about your pride.

This is about your family.

And trust me,

they will f***ing kill 'em.

Not if I kill 'em first,

which is exactly what I plan to do

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