Rise of the Footsoldier 3 Page #2

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that kept them up all night,

'and puff was f***ing old news.

'Even knocking it out wholesale

you'd only double your dough.

'Charlie and pills were

the order of the day.

'Jimmy G. was

a new kind of dealer.

'He was young, a grafter

with all the right contacts.

'Another geezer we used

to knock about with

'from time to time

was Tony Tucker.'

Controlling the doors.

Control the doors

and you control the drugs.

That's where

the f***ing money is.

The club itself is

f***ing no use to anybody.

So, what you're actually saying

to me is you want the door

- to our club?

- No, I'm not saying that, mate.

What I'm saying is,

I want to work with you.

We can take over the clubs,

take over the doors.

If anybody doesn't like it,

we just f***ing smash them.

I know, Tony,

but it's a lot

of f***ing dangerous mad

people we got to deal with.

Yeah, but I'm a madder,

I'm a f***ing maniac.

(Pat) 'Tony fancied himself

as half a businessman.

'Me and him had done a bit

of debt-collecting together.

'We must have been

f***ing good at it,

'because every c*nt paid up.'

Is your name Jack?

What's going on? No, my name

is Ralphie, this is Joe.

Is this some kind

of homophobic attack?

- What'd you say?

- Is there a Jack here, yes or no?

There's a Jack

who lives next door.

We buy pills off him

every once in a while.

I'm really sorry.

We got the wrong address.

This is the wrong gaff.

Let's go.

- Sorry about the vase.

- Don't go.

For an extra 20,

I'll give you a blow job.

- Whoa, whoa...

- See you.

Listen, Pat, I was gonna

ask you for a bit of a favour.

I'm doing a bit of business

with that Joss and Luke.

I was wondering if you might

be able to come along

- as a bit of security...

- No, no, mate.

But it's not that big a deal.

Just need you to sit in the car

so they can see I'm not alone.

It ain't about that. I gotta

be really f***ing careful.

I got that f***ing Happy Eater

thing hanging round my neck,

I don't know how it's gonna go.

- What's that all about?

- You don't want to know.

I was out all night on the thing and...

Kate dragged me

into a f***ing caff

for a f***ing coffee

and a bacon sandwich.

I ended up bashing up the waiter

and stabbing the manager

with a fork.

Get in the car now. Move!

Well, you don't have

to stab anyone with a fork.

I'm literally just dropping off

some gear, picking up the money.

- Come on, then, let's go.

- Cheers, man.

( Techno music on radio)

(sirens blaring)

(Officer) Evening, gentlemen.

Going out?

Yeah, why?

Can you step out of the car,

please, both of you?

(Officer) You mind telling us

what's in that bag?

Yeah, it's my gym gear.

Alright well, you won't

mind me taking a look.

Dear, oh dear.

What we got in here, then?

Got any other bags of magic in there?

Look, he's got nothing

to do with this, alright?

I was just giving him a lift.

He's f***ing clean.

Well, you can both tell us

down at the station.

Come on, then.

Ha-ha! Busted!

Was he speeding as well?

Get a f***ing proper job,

you pig!

You f***ing stitched me up,

you Welsh c*nt. Didn't you?

You weren't the one

who was set up.

I was the one who

was f***ing set up.

They didn't even know

you were even gonna be there.

I've squared this with the Old Bill.

I told them

I would stand up in court

and swear that you had

no knowledge of the gear.

Why the f***

would they stitch you up?

Because they owe me

so much f***ing money, Pat.

I'm the one who's being screwed over.

I'm warning you, Jim.

Mate or no f***ing mate,

if I find out

you're f***ing lying to me,

I will come after you

and I'll f***ing hurt you.

I wouldn't do that, Pat.

I'm not that f***ing stupid.

( KARIYA:

"Let Me Love You For Tonight")

(Pat) 'The way I run my doors

was with zero f***ing tolerance,

'and all of my doormen knew

'that anyone throwing

their f***ing weight around

'and making themselves busy

causing agg

'had to be dealt with lively.

'Because this is my livelihood.

'You try and put your hand

in my f***ing pocket

'and I'm gonna

f***ing tear it off.'

(groaning)

(Pat) That'll do. Get him up.

I f***ing told you before, didn't I?

You do not sell drugs

in this club because we f***ing do.

I see you in here again,

you're f***ing dead, you got me?

You got me?

Ken, rub him down,

take any gear, any cash

he's got on him, any readies.

I'll see you at the bar after

for a booze.

Yeah, no worries, Pat.

Apparently, according to them,

the young kid slipped, fell,

hit his head on the pavement,

that's why he's ended up

in the hospital.

(Pat) 'Sam was like

a criminal mentor to me.

'He was old school, pulled me

up by my bootstraps

'and went out of his way

to show me what was what.'

So what did happen?

The usual.

Just pikey c*nts

selling drugs in the club.

We give him the slap,

took their gear.

- Pikey, you say?

- Yeah.

Well, at least he ain't

gonna say anything,

so the Old Bill are f***ed.

If he's a traveller,

they tend to wanna sort

their own problems out.

Sam, forget about it.

You don't understand what

they're like, though, Pat.

There's hundreds of them. They

stick together, they're tribal.

( BIZARRE:

"Playing With Knives")

(Pat) I'm gonna have this and f*** off.

Yeah, sweet, no worries, Pat.

See you tomorrow, yeah?

- I'll see you tomorrow.

- Alright, mate.

Oi, Pat.

Here we go, f***ing pikeys.

(screaming)

Pikey, f***ing pikey c*nt!

(Woman) Ah, f***ing hell!

(Pat) 'Half a dozen stitches,

two weeks of f***ing work,

'and half of my firm

tucked up in the hospital.

'Now that was the kind of agg

I could not afford.'

I don't f***ing like it, Sam.

It's not my way and all it does

- is show f***ing weakness.

- Calm down, it's the only way.

Now, I've negotiated it.

It'll be OK, I promise you.

Listen, I can take an army down

in the blink of a f***ing eye.

It don't work that way

with these people.

I've told you before.

There's hundreds of them.

It doesn't matter

how many of them you beat,

they keep coming back.

It's endless.

Now go down there,

shake the geezer's hand

and that'll be the end

of it, alright?

Hello, Pat.

How are you, buddy?

What, you want me to come

down there, start playing music

and bring the pipes of peace

with me, eh?

(horn honking)

(Kate) Tell your mates to

keep the f***ing noise down!

Shut up moaning!

Gypsies! (laughs)

(Pat) 'Tony brought his pal along.

'A dangerous little c*nt

called Craig Rolfe.

'He was one of them geezers

'who always f***ing opens

his mouth at the wrong time.'

Paddy...

- How's the boy?

- He's OK.

He's out of the hospital.

He's not dead, you know.

(Pat) 'Now, this could go

one way or the other.

'Hopefully, we're gonna shake

hands and walk away unscathed.

'If not, this could turn out

to be very, very nasty.'

Well, listen,

I just want to say I'm sorry.

No one meant to hurt him.

It was an accident.

But you gotta understand, they

were selling drugs in our club.

Usually we just take the gear

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