Sexy Beast Page #3

How far's the sea?

Talk to me, Gal.

I'm here for you.

I'm a good listener.

What can I say? I've said it all.

- I'm retired.

- Shut up!

C*nt.

You louse. You got some

f***in' neck. Retired?

F*** off, you're revolting.

Your f***in' suntan,

you're like leather.

Like a leather man.

You could make a f***in' suitcase.

You look like a

fat crocodile, fat bastard.

You look like f***in' Idi Amin.

State of you.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

Who d'you think you are?

King of the castle? Cock of the walk?

Oof!

You think this is

the Wheel of Fortune?

You make your dough and f*** off?

Thanks, Don. See you, Don

Off to Spain, Don. F*** off, Don.

Lie in your pool laughing at me,

d'you think I'll have that?

You think I'll have that, ya ponce?

All right, I'll make it easy.

God, you're f***ing trying.

Are you gonna do the job?

It's not a

difficult question. Yes or no?

- Don...

- Say it.

No.

Yes. F*** off, wanker,

you're doin' it.

You know what I've noticed, Gal?

What stands out?

You haven't asked about anybody.

Everyone asks after you

"How's Gal? Heard from him?"

"No, not for a while."

"Is he all right?"

Leaves me wondering,

"Have I upset him?"

"Must have, I'll ask him."

Have I upset you?

- Course not.

- Meaning?

Well, you haven't.

You're British,

not a f***ing Spaniard.

Don't kid yourself...

What's that?

It's a goat.

They're a f***ing nuisance.

What's it lookin' at me for?

God, the steak was enormous!

Size of it. Couldn't finish it.

And he were nice, weren't he?

The waiter.

Oh, yeah. Very attentive.

He liked you, Deedee, didn't he, Dee?

- Liked you.

- He's got good taste.

Handsome, weren't he?

Bloody Adonis.

Wasn't expensive...

You sound nice on the phone, Jack.

Nice telephone voice.

Sound like you work in an office.

- You ever worked in an office?

- No.

No?

Nice telephone voice.

I've worked in an office.

I was 17.

Does that surprise you?

What, that you were 17?

You got very nice eyes, Deedee.

Never noticed them before.

They real?

I'll get us all a drink, eh?

I'll give you a hand.

- He's staying the night.

- Have you told him?

Have you told him?!

- Yeah.

- And?

It's not that simple.

Did you know he f***ed Jackie?

Yeah.

What the f*** was she playing at?

This is a f***ing nightmare.

He's a f***ing nightmare.

What happened?

What'd he say? You told him?

He knows.

Shouldn't have told him that.

Shouldn't have said anything.

Where? In the bar. About Jackie.

Jackie the Paki.

What, Gal? He's all right?

Still, giving too much of

yourself away. F***ing mouth.

Best keep schtum.

Schtum schtum, quick quick, schtum.

Big mouth

f***ing big mouth Don, Don, Don.

You all right, mate?

Don't look it.

Someone taking the piss, are they?

Liberties?

What? That c*nt through there?

What's he said to you?

It's all right, mate.

You can tell me.

He said that?

Just like that? No...

That lump of sh*t said that?

Expects you to take that?

What, does he think you're a c*nt?

I'll sort him out for you,

shall I? It's not a problem.

Can't have that.

Get up, you c*nt!

- Lazy bastard!

- Get out of our room!

Get out, Don.

Get out!

I'll be downstairs.

Unh... unh...

I love you, Gal.

You're loveable. Big, loveable bloke.

Loveable lump. Loveable lummox.

Gal Dove, party boy.

Big oaf.

So how is she? All right?

No, no, how is she?

Well, is she? She looks it.

Climate obviously agrees with her.

Still game for a laugh?

Honestly, of all the birds you

could've had and you picked her.

Gal Dove.

Gal f***in' Dove.

Dove the Love. Glamorous Gal.

Big Gal. Gorgeous.

Used to have a great body.

Great physique.

Birds loved you, couldn't get enough,

and you wind up with that.

Dirty Deedee.

I love her with all my heart.

You know Vicky Raisins,

the pornographer?

He's an old man, but he still

operates off the Old Kent Road.

Says Deedee's still got a fan club.

They meet up every month.

The Wednesday Wank they call it.

They're in big demand nowadays,

those films. She's very popular.

Very popular. You seen 'em?

I've seen 'em.

What a stain on your life.

All the Persil in the world

couldn't shift it. She's disgusting.

Do it.

I'm retired.

- Do it.

- This is madness.

I've had enough

"Crime and Punishment" bollocks.

I'm happy here.

I won't let you be happy!

Why should I?!

Friday, the Grosvenor,

you'll be there.

- I won't.

- You will. I told Ted.

- No, I won't.

- You will! You're Mr Rowntree!

- No.

- Yes, Rowntree! Yes, Grosvenor!

- No.

- Friday!

- I won't...

- You will!

Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!

Don, let's stop

kidding ourselves, eh?

We know the reason you're here

and it's not just me.

What'd you say?

It's not just because of me.

What you talkin' about?

You didn't come here to...

just because of me.

I find this astonishing.

You're amazing. This is astoundin'.

- Repeat.

- Let's be honest.

This is about Jackie.

I come over here...

for professional reasons,

nothing else.

On a professional mission.

I've gotta hand-pick a team.

I had you in mind for that team.

But your attitude appals me,

not what you're saying,

what you're not saying.

Insinuendoes.

You're demonstrating some

whopping great ego, my friend.

That sort of big-headedness

can be a right turn-off!

If you don't wanna do the job

fair enough, I can accept that!

Considering the outrageousness

of what's going on in your head,

whatever stinking thoughts

you're having, we can go it alone!

Cos they're so disgusting!

F***in' hell! F***in' hell!

I would like to leave,

now, please. Get me a taxi.

Sir, I'm afraid you can't smoke.

What? What do you want?

Your cigarette,

you have to put it out.

Cigarette? What, this?

- No, I'm not gonna.

- You must.

- Why's that?

- If you don't, we can't take off.

Well, that's your problem, innit?

It's your move.

- I'm afraid...

- I won't put it out,

just wait till I've finished it,

simple as that.

Why don't you just put it out?

You want me to cut your hands

off and use it as an ashtray?

You prepared to let me

stub it out on your eyeball?

I'll put it out. Agreeable?

No.

Here come the gay brigade, look.

I'll tell you what...

I'll get off the plane.

You happy with that?

I'm happy with that.

I'll smoke it outside.

Open the door!

I hope this crashes.

Open the f***ing door!

This is very serious, Mr Logan.

You're right,

I've been here for five hours.

As you may know, all European...

Before you start,

let me ask you something, please.

Have you ever been

sexually assaulted?

Neither have I, until today.

- What?

- That's what I said.

I'm putting my bag

up in the cupboard,

next thing, I feel hands on me,

someone's touched me,

touched my front... my front bottom.

I've gone all cold.

I look round, he's standing there,

that steward

with a guilty look on his face.

I didn't know what to say.

I had to sit down,

I was that perturbed.

Then his mate, the other one

telling us what to do if we crash,

he starts and all,

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