Rise of the Footsoldier 3 Page #4
- Year:
- 2017
- 99 min
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If you're ever gonna
kill this soldier
Actions speak
a little louder than words
I don't suffer fools on Sunday
I'll probably defer until Monday
You can say what you say
Just me as it's use
Well, did I forget to tell you
Let me tell you now f*** it
You're so unpredictable
Hey, have a look
at these sh*t c*nts.
Morning, mate.
Your name Hans f***ing Gruner?
- Yeah.
- You look like a f***ing shrunken Adolf.
Where's that cunting money
you owe?
Momma gonna feed you
some soul food
Put your bread on your butter
Spend some time on his heels
- Let's get pretty funky
- That's him there.
Stop singing the blues
Rats don't like water,
you gerbil c*nt.
Did I forget to tell you
Let me tell you now
Stop it
You're so unpredictable
And tell your f***ing posh mates
down the f***ing port selling pills
with no f***ing permission,
every bit of money they've had
for the last f***ing 18 months
we want.
You seem like a lovely kid
but give me ten f***ing lengths,
you fat c*nt.
You can say what you want
Trust me as a tune
Did I forget to tell you
Let me tell you now
F*** it
You're so unpredictable
I'm a bad man player
I'm a bad man player, baby
I'm a bad man player
Oi! Oi!
What's up, you bollocks?
What are you f***ing doing?
I been calling all f***ing day.
In bed again with a brass
and f***ing coke!
Who you talking to?
Where's my f***ing money,
you c*nt?
Who are you talking to,
you c*nt?
You talking to me like
I'm some type of mug?
One of them silly c*nts
that works for you
down the f***ing port?
Coming in here...
F*** off, you c*nt!
That f***ing money
that I f***ing earned,
that money's mine.
It's nothing to f***ing do
with you, right?
We're supposed to be
working together, mate.
I'm not your f***ing mate.
Get out of my room.
Don't f***ing talk to me again.
I f***ing eat geezers
like you at home.
F***ing eat them!
- Get out, you c*nt!
- (Woman screams)
You want your money?
There's your f***ing money.
But the rest is f***ing mine,
you c*nt.
Now f*** off. F*** off.
What do you mean? Listen.
You ever tried looking after
a f***ing 6'4" psychotic yeti?
Mate, listen,
the c*nt's gotta go.
I can't have him
wrapped around me.
He's a f***ing liability.
Oi, remember me?
Hello, Pat.
You f***ed me.
You and Frank set me up.
and you had me over.
We had nothing to do with it.
We wouldn't do
a thing like that.
Frankie was really mad when
he found out what happened.
- Is that right?
- Yeah, of course it is.
Look, why don't you
come with me,
we can unwind,
then have that drink.
Frankie gets back tomorrow
and you can straighten it all out.
What do you take me for?
Some kind of c*nt?
You really expect me to trust you?
Come on, Pat.
Make yourself comfortable.
I'll be right back.
Give me a kiss.
You're a f***ing prick tease.
Ain't you?
F***ing hurry up.
Pat, the f***ing hard man.
Smashes a teenage kid
Makes you a big shot, eh?
Gives you respect.
Well, let me tell you,
here's different.
This is the big league.
Somebody misbehaves here,
we don't slap them around.
We kill them.
You are very ambitious
and that'll get you killed
quicker than anything.
Look, Frank, I'm not trying
to kid you, here.
I came here to make up.
I can tell
you're not interested,
so get one of them mugs outside
drop me back down the port
and we'll forget
everything ever happened.
No, the truth is, Patrick,
you f***ed around
with a couple of my blokes
and that all turned
really f***ing nasty.
Them pair of c*nts
f***ing asked for it.
We bought the f***ing drugs
and they tried to nick them back.
Are you f***ing stupid?
Right now here you don't exist.
You're an alien.
And as far as the f***ing
Spanish Old Bill is concerned,
they love it when gangsters
start killing one other.
They don't even bother to investigate.
They couldn't give a flying f***.
Listen to me, you stupid
f***ing arrogant looking c*nt.
How about I kill you?
Like you said, I'm doing
Old Bill a f***ing favour!
Welcome to Gibraltar, c*nt.
(Pat) 'Friends in Spain?
Friends in f***ing Spain?
'Don't talk to me about
f***ing friends in Spain.
'Don't make me f***ing laugh!
'As far as I'm concerned,
'the whole country's a f***ing
no-good cunting shithole
'and anyone who's in it is
a f***ing no-good wrong'un c*nt.
'Because what
you don't understand, see,
'what you don't
understand is loyalty.
'Loyalty and friendship
means more to me
'than some f***ing sunshine
'and cheap, cock-sucking
slaggy brass.'
- Hello?
- Charlotte.
Who do you think it is,
you silly c*nt?
You f***ing had me over.
Put Harris on.
Here's not here.
Don't give me that f***ing bollocks.
Put Harris on!
Why don't you call back
when you've found your manners?
Listen to me...
Back off, wait!
You tell that f***ing
soapy muggy c*nt
I'm coming out there
and I'm gonna f***ing get him.
I can't wait
to see you too, darling.
What you say?
F***ing hold on a minute.
I'm terribly sorry they put you away.
I wish you were here.
You f***ing liberty-taking sh*t c*nt.
Don't f***ing talk
to me like that.
Woman or no f***ing woman,
I'll f***ing tear
your cunting face off!
I told you to wait, you c*nt.
(Pat) 'As sh*t as prison life is,
it does have its perks.
'No booze, no gear.
'Nothing to do all day apart
from lift f***ing weights.
'I was getting clean,
back to my fighting weight.'
Alright, Lewis.
Message from Mad Dog.
He says you ain't
king of f*** all no more!
Stay out of this, Pat.
This is none of your business.
You start killing people in my gym
it's my f***ing business.
Your f***ing gym?
Who says it's your f***ing gym?
I f***ing do.
- C*nt, c*nt, c*nt!
- Enough, enough.
You'll get us f***ing nicked.
Enough.
C*nt!
(Pat) 'Lewis Hexell was a face.
'He had half the screws
on the payroll,
'and he even had the governor
in his back pocket.'
- Lewis.
- Pat.
- Thanks, Pat.
- No worries, son.
I'm not in the drugs business
directly as such.
I can't be dealing with the filth
that control
the in and out of the game.
Well, there's a lot
of money to be earned.
If you're willing to demean
yourself a little bit more,
but I'm talking f***ing bundles.
I think of myself
more as a facilitator.
What the f***'s a facilitator?
I put people together.
The right people,
if it's in my interest.
Pat... Cop for that.
- How good's that?
- It's pure.
- Are you earning with it?
- I get a lot of money, Pat.
Listen, give me a chance
and I'll get you a f***ing lot more.
Alright.
Mickey!
Hey, Lewis. How you doing?
Heard you had a bit
of a problem? You alright?
I'm alright.
Thanks to my new friend, here.
- Pat, Mickey.
- How you doing, Pat?
(Pat) 'Mickey Steele.
'He was one of the biggest
importers of drugs in Essex.
'He was also the eyes and
ears of the Hexell brothers.'
Any friend of Lewis's
is a friend of mine.
That's good to know.
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