Road Page #5

Are you being serious?

No, don't take the piss.

Sack him, I never liked him

anyway, mate.

- F***.

That stupid f***ing c*nt.

- What have you done?

- Nah what is it?

Is there something you

want to tell us mate?

- I may...

- May have what?

- Have lent him

seven boxes of pure.

- Are you being serious?

Are you taking a piss, mate?

- He's been smashing it.

- Nah, what have I told you

about messing with that git?

- Mate, he's been turning

it over every three days.

- Listen, I'm telling you

both, everything,

everything goes through me.

Do you hear that?

- What do you mean

both of us, mate?

It's this little clown

shoving sh*t up his nose

every single night.

- You what?

- You do too much gear, mate.

It's getting to your head.

- What, and you ain't been

doing it?

- Listen brother,

you need to pack it in.

- Look,

both of you calm down.

You're both brothers.

- You better sort him out.

- I made more money

in the last month

than you two have

in the last year.

- Who are you talking to

like that?

Get out of here.

- Whatever, brother...

- Where you goin'?

- I'm gonna find myself

a naughty little party.

Spikey style.

- Do you know he just lost us

five boxes?

Five boxes, mate.

It's not small change, is it,

you know what I mean?

- Whoever killed Crow

has got that gear.

- Who's killed him though?

That's what we need to find out.

- Choice, I heard Sokka's

young 'un was killed.

Find out if Shokka's

behind this.

- Shokka's brother?

- I've got a funny feeling.

- Right, listen let me make

a few phone calls yeah.

I'm going to deal with that.

Listen you just leave it to me,

all right?

- Yeah.

Try and find out where it is.

Beer buddy.

- All right girls,

I got clean habits.

Here's to a good night, right.

Going to be racking them up,

snorting lines off tits.

Finger blasting.

It's going to be like

ancient Rome.

Here, pass that.

Put that down on the side

for me.

Cheers, mate.

Cheers, girls.

- Cheers.

To a good night.

- Naughty.

- 22nd floor.

Doors opening.

Doors closing.

- Yo.

- Yo you yo, hold up.

- What the f*** was that?

Get out, out.

Move, come on!

- Thuggy, the man's dead.

- That's what I do bro.

- We spoke about this man.

Yo Thuggy.

- Who the f*** are you?

- Shoks, what the f***

are you doing?

You come to rob us.

No one f***ing robs us.

What the f***.

Carlos that f***ing stupid

Mexican c*nt.

- It's a real one.

- Go on then.

Do it.

F***ing shoot me.

Be a p*ssy and pull

that trigger.

Or, throw down.

Fight me like a man.

- Thuggy stay out of it, yeah?

Fight yeah?

- F***ing have it.

Yeah?

Oh yeah?

Yeah?

F*** me yeah.

- F*** you both.

- Yeah are you going to

see him again tomorrow?

- No

He was like oh can I have

your number?

I was like, I don't think so.

To be honest with you, his

breath smelt a bit like poo.

Yeah, I heard he was a dog

anyway.

- Oh yes he is.

All right, do you want it

curled inwards?

- Yes, just underpinned.

- Shakil what the hell are you

doing here?

- I need a word.

- Look, you can't be here.

Just leave.

- I haven't come here to leave.

- What do you want?

- You want me to leave you and

H alone forever, don't you?

- Yes please.

- I promise you yeah,

from this point,

I'll leave you both alone.

And you won't ever hear

from me again.

But you got to do one

thing for me.

- I'm not doing anything

else for you Shakil.

- Then I ain't going nowhere.

- Stop it, you're scaring

my clients away.

- Just hear me out then.

- What do you want?

- I need her help.

- Look harassing me

is one thing,

but harassing the workers is

a completely different story.

- I'm not going to harass her.

Just a few questions,

and I'm gone.

- You've got five minutes.

- Cool.

- Tash, can you come

here for a second please?

- Yeah.

- I'm so sorry, this is Shakil,

my husband's cousin brother.

He's the one whose brother

got shot.

- I need your help.

- Help with what?

- Ronnie.

I need to see him.

- Okay, about what?

- He knows something

about my brother's murder.

- Ronnie?

- Who's Ronnie?

- My step-sister's boyfriend.

- You're going to have to

organize a meet for me.

But it's got to be a random one.

And he can't know I'm there.

- What?

I can't do that.

- Talk to her man,

I'm not going to hurt him,

I promise.

- Tash please, for his

sake and for my sake, please.

- Hello Amy.

Yeah, um are

you meeting Ronnie tonight

at your apartment

after work at five?

I'm just asking.

Okay, bye.

She's going to be at Sunrise

Heights tonight at five.

He'll be there.

What was that about?

- I'll talk about it later,

just get back to work.

- Yeah he's just left now

you know.

He don't know nothing.

- Is that my man's car?

- Yeah.

Heard he paid 210 for it.

- 210 straight?

- Straight like the cocaine

you're sending him boy.

- Yeah?

So what are we saying then?

- You drive, I'll do the rest.

- You're going to have to

block him off you know.

- Make sure you get

close enough.

- Come on let's do this.

- Yo fam, hold that gat down,

brother.

The police are about, man.

- Suspect

one Caucasian male driving

a Lamborghini orange

other suspect...

- Look at his tires.

- Watch what's behind you.

We've got visual.

We've got sights on the

vehicle at junction two.

- Pull up to him yeah.

Can you see his window open.

- Shots fired.

- Watch what's

going on in front of you.

- Sh*t.

- I told you I got your back

for life, Ese.

- Control

receiving from Impass 236.

I believe we have visual

on the suspects.

All local units,

please be advised,

suspects are heavily armed

and dangerous.

- Well go bro.

- I just got a text saying

she's in there with him

right now.

- You saying you heard

from your boy Diesal.

- He informed me.

Must know about Tukka as well.

And you heard nothing?

- It's your people.

- Yeah we're all boys bro.

- If you want to call it that.

- Yo.

That's my man there.

Come.

- Three down, two to go.

- Yeah well f***ing never mind

all that.

Did you find out where

that coke is from Crow?

Nah,.

Well f*** you better

tell me something about

this Shokka kid,

I'm telling you now.

You f***...

- You looking for me?

- F***ing looking for you,

you cun...

You f***ing c*nt.

- Yeah Ronnie.

I've got both of your

brothers yeah,

and now it's your turn.

- You f***ing better kill me,

you c*nt,

because when I get hold of

you you're f***ing dead.

You f***ing little c*nt.

- You think it's so good

for my little brother yeah?

- F*** off you little c*nt!

You f***ing black c*nts you...

- Get the tank.

- F***ing hell.

F***ing get me out!

Open the f***ing boot!

F***ing hell.

F***.

F***ing open it now!

F***!

- Let's go and have a chat

with your mate Diesal.

- Yo, fam. I'm not feeling

it you know.

- What do you mean you're not

feeling it?

- Them men never had

nothing to do with Tukka.

- Listen to me, you wanted to

go and see all the dope boys

and that's what we did, innit?

- Is that why you took the yay?

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