RocknRolla Page #3

Synopsis: Lenny Cole, a London mob boss, puts the bite on all local real estate transactions. For substantial fees, he's helping Uri Omovich, a Russian developer. As a sign of good faith, Omovich loans Cole a valuable painting, promptly stolen off Cole's wall. While Cole's men, led by the dependable Archie, look for the canvas, three local petty criminals, the Wild Bunch, steal money from the Russian using inside information from his accountant, the lovely Stella. Meanwhile, a local drug-addled rocker, Johnny Quid, is reported drowned, and his connection to Cole is the key to unraveling the deceits and double crosses of life in the underworld.
Director(s): Guy Ritchie
Production: Warner Bros. Pictures/Dark Castle
  1 win & 5 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.3
Metacritic:
53
Rotten Tomatoes:
59%
R
Year:
2008
114 min
$5,665,302
Website
1,642 Views


Maybe.

URl:
The development has been underway

for four years...

...and will be completed

within another two.

The area covers 12 acres...

...and it will become one

of London's premier residences.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

What is it?

Victor, Victor.

- Yo, Archy.

One Two.

Hey, I got Lenny's bit of scratch.

What, you got all of it?

Yes, it's burning a hole in the floor,

so come get it before it melts my boots.

I'll come down to Speeler.

Hold on.

Gotta go, got another call. Len?

Archy, the Russian didn't come through

with the money.

Don't worry about that,

the Councillor can wait.

I got some good news for you.

One Two and Co. have

come through with the scratch.

- What, all of it?

- So they say.

Where'd they get that from, then?

No idea.

Ask no questions, you'd hear no lies.

Listen, all I gotta do now

is find your painting.

Yeah, well, make sure you do find it.

Oh, look, I've gotta go.

There's another call.

Hello?

I have all my people waiting, Lenny.

You can't let me down.

It's a delay.

That's all, Councillor, just a delay.

Well, get back to me soon.

Yeah, of course.

Wanker.

I shook your hand, I've nicked your

rings. You didn't know that, did you?

Yes, that's right.

- I can't. Tell you what I'll do, I give you 50.

Gary.

See you.

Hello, Archy.

Hello.

Come over here.

Hello, Arch.

What brings you down here?

What do you want, tickets?

I want the Tank.

Right. Well, you won't see him

on the cobbles, not this time of night.

He don't like the cold, see?

He's at the end of that street there.

Tank runs

the biggest ticket-tout organization...

...in the West End of London.

He knows more about what moves

on the streets than the rats themselves.

Tank is a fortified world

of disgusting information.

A word.

- Hello, Arch, what are you doing here?

I need a word.

Don't stand out there

on the cobbles.

Step into my world.

Well, perhaps the birds and the...

Great movie this, Arch.

They've had it redone.

Glorious picture.

And the sound, well, it's exquisite.

Could you turn it down a bit

so we could have a word?

Oh, where are my manners?

Sorry, Arch.

What do you want, tickets?

Don't want tickets.

I'm looking for a painting.

A classic painting,

been nicked out of Lenny's house.

You got more feet on the street than

coppers on the beat, so I want you to help.

I'll tell you what,

I'll leave you a little livener.

Here's a couple of large

to get some tongues wagging.

- Yeah.

Master, are you Fred?

It is Fred.

For years,

there's been a well-hidden informer...

...that's sent us all down

at one point or another.

And now Bob is looking

at a five-stretch due to this grass.

So, tell me, Handsome,

your mom can't be very happy.

Not with you getting a five-stretch.

Please, Fred, please, not again, yeah?

I'm sorry, Bob.

You know I don't mean to offend.

But what makes the situation worse...

...is everybody knows this dirty f***ing rat

is still lurking somewhere among us.

Evening, gentlemen.

Oh, lovely hat, Fred, lovely.

Who gives a f*** what you think?

Okay, gentlemen, let's go.

First, my colleague Paul

will be modeling the gray wolf.

I must apologize

for my assistant's handicaps.

He has unusually long arms

and an alarmingly small neck.

I agree it doesn't seem

the right time of year...

...to be acquiring a coat

with such thermal efficiency.

It is the middle of f***ing summer.

However,

Christmas is always around the corner.

Where did you get these junkies, eh?

What's this, a f***ing double act?

Get on with it,

give us the price and then leave.

All in good time, gentlemen,

all in good time.

Next up,

we have a very much sought-after affair...

...seen in very, very glossy magazines.

Junkies, as any junkie will tell you,

are not to be trusted.

They take what doesn't belong to them,

not because they're thinking...

...but because they're junkies.

What? It's only fire.

Selling stolen fur coats

in the middle of summer...

...would not seem peculiar

to the average junkie mind.

The famous but rare black bear.

Found in the dark mountains

of Siberian Calcutta.

Get an eyeful of that stripe,

gentlemen, eh?

Oh, have a look,

it's a 6-foot skunk, isn't it?

And all of this could be yours

for the staggeringly low...

- Yeah, hello.

It's Archy.

- Hello, Arch, come up.

- Open up.

Come up, son.

Right, you two, out of here, live-o.

Come on, back door, f*** off.

The Wild Bunch have had to put

extra money on top...

...to ignite Lenny's contacts.

And maybe, just maybe,

Lenny's magic wand...

...can make Bob's legal paperwork

mysteriously disappear.

You all right, Fred?

Arch.

Mumbles.

Arch.

- Bob.

Yeah, Archy.

One Two.

Arch.

I see you brought

your biggest gorilla with you.

That's very unkind.

You wanna be careful, One Two.

You don't wanna catch another cold,

do you?

Speeler's a bit quiet today, Fred.

Everything all right?

It's good as gold, thanks, good as gold.

Good.

So come on, where is it?

What, can't you smell it?

No, I can't.

Look at that, we could make a team.

Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you, Arch?

Oh, by the way, this is for you.

You buy yourself a new pair

of football boots or something.

Really?

You ain't half a funny bastard, ain't you?

Good night, ladies.

URl:
They say there are only two days

you enjoy a boat.

The day you buy it

and the day you sell it.

According to my figures,

that sounds about right.

What are you gonna do?

Beauty is a cruel mistress.

I must remember that line.

Be my guest.

- Can I pour you a glass?

- No.

Thank you.

You know, I like you.

I like the way you are.

Always thinking about business,

very professional.

Well, that's what you pay me to be,

isn't it?

Tell me about your husband.

My husband is a lawyer.

I hear he's very good at what he does.

Maybe we can have some work for him.

Tell me, what do you do for fun?

Have I offended you in some way?

As you said, I'm a professional,

you're my employer.

So as long as it stays that way,

why would I be offended?

You see, Victor?

This is what I am talking about.

This is what I like about this country.

They understand hierarchy.

You do your job, I do mine,

and everyone gets along.

Now, back to business.

We have had security problems.

And to cut a long story short...

...I need another 7 million euros

lost in the books.

Mr. Omovich, I'm the best at what I do.

I could certainly cover

some of that money...

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

...but even I can't hide 7 million

from the tax man.

But if you are so good...

You devil.

Let me think about it.

There are some options

I've tried to leave open.

Thank you.

- Come on, Bobby boy, cheer up.

- What have I got to cheer up about?

I'll be locked up in an 8-by-10

tomorrow night.

Bob, that's tomorrow night, okay?

So tonight is takeoff time.

And we have got a party

planned for you, my man.

We got a couple of grams of hurry up

and four Jack the Rippers.

We've got the Harris twins.

Probably the most expensive escort girls

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