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to get the jump on them,

so someone will crawl

into the vent

and drop down from the ceiling

five minutes before the pour.

This monkey

will wave his gun around,

do a bit of crowd control,

and then get one of the staff

to open the front door

where the rest of us

will be waiting.

So who's the monkey?

There's no margin for error.

You f*** this up and one of them

hits the panic button,

then it's, 'Whoo-ooh,'

game over.

But, if they're scared enough,

they won't do sh*t.

So you get your gun

right in their f***ing head,

say, 'Don't f***ing move

or I'll f***ing waste you. '

You look like you mean it,

they'll just about

do anything you say.

Come on, I've got to go see

about a driver.

F***.

She needs f***ing tightening.

Maybe you're just not

driving it right.

- When did they let you out?

- They didn't.

The worst-case scenario is

it'll be a real hornet's nest.

I mean,

choppers and assault rifles.

In that case, we'll hightail it

to our escape route,

which will be here, like this.

You two will be

front-of-house here,

while the young fella and I

will be on gold duties.

I'm supposed to be on the gold.

You'll be front-of-house,

alright?

If you don't mind,

I want Josh on the gold.

I do mind.

In the light

of certain concessions...

F*** sake. Alright.

Once we're in, JR,

you'll be here with Sterlo.

- Don't cry.

- Something goes wrong...

- What did you say?

- I said, 'Don't cry. '

Come here. Come here,

you little f***ing prick!

Get some drinks. Go and get

some f***ing drinks. Go.

F***ing idiot. Yeah.

Bad Girls

Get down

Pull me closer

if you think you can hang

Hands up, hands tied

Don't go screamin'

if I blow you with a bang

Ahh, Suki Zuki

I'm comin' in the Cherokee

Gasoline

There's steam

on the window screen

Take it, take it

Wheels bouncing

like a trampoline

When I get to where I'm going,

gonna have you tremblin'

Hey, how about a lap dance?

I'll get one of the girls.

- We want you.

- Get your hands off me!

Oi! Get your hands off her.

You heard what she said.

- What are you, her manager?

- Really? See this?

- You see this?

- Yeah.

- Walk away. F*** off.

- Yeah, we get it.

When I'm bangin' on my radio

Back it, back it

Yeah, pull up

to the bumper game...

Tasha.

I suppose you think

that was smart.

- What if they call the police?

- I can handle that.

I can't.

You're right. I'm an idiot.

I'm sorry.

Wanna go for coffee

or something?

- Sam wouldn't like it.

- F*** Sam.

Near your place, there's

a footbridge to the beach.

- Know it?

- Yeah.

I'm off at eight.

I'll meet you there.

What are you doing?

- Oh, f***!

- Come.

- F***!

- Come, it's OK.

Why couldn't we do this

in a restaurant?

- Too many people!

- Sh*t!

This is more relaxing.

Relaxing? Really?

As soon as you get out

far enough,

it's not a problem anymore.

It's a problem for me.

- I can't...

- It's OK. It's OK.

It's fine.

When I was a kid, I hadn't

quite learnt to swim yet.

And my dad gets this stupid idea

in his head

that the best way to learn

is to chuck me overboard.

- And?

- I drowned.

Seriously, my heart stopped.

What was it like?

Once you stop thinking about it,

it's...

...it's kind of peaceful.

Two blonde children.

I just liked them

because they looked happy.

It's not real.

It's real for someone, isn't it?

I don't know.

You ever met a family like that?

Me either.

What's this anyway?

A goodluck charm.

How's that been working out

for you?

Not so great... until now.

It... it says...

'Things are not as you imagine. '

Really?

I think they generally are,

though.

What if I'm working for Sam,

trying to win your confidence?

Find your weakness.

You can tell Sam all about it if

you like. I don't give a f***.

We're gonna get that gold.

I'll get my share, then you and

me are gonna run off together.

Sure. Like that's gonna happen.

Just pack your bags

and be ready. OK?

Oh. What the f*** is this?

All you had to be was on time.

I know. I'm sorry I'm late.

There's no margin

for error here.

That'll do, eh?

Do you ever wonder, what if

it doesn't all go to plan?

Let me ask you something, kid.

You think Danny Green ever

thinks about losing a fight?

- Hm?

- Guess not.

Of course he f***ing does.

But what he knows

is he's a tough prick.

He's got a trainer

who'll look after him.

And Brendan's the only bloke

I know

who's been blessed by fairies.

If you want proof of that,

you take a f***ing look at me.

I got three life sentences.

Three of the f***ers.

Here I am, free as a bird,

doing what I like best.

You follow Brendan...

Look at me.

You follow Brendan

and guaran-f***ing-teed,

that's where the pot of gold

will be.

Except you both

ended up in prison.

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Paperwork and ID, boys.

- All good, guys.

- OK.

Cheers.

Bingo.

Oh!

Come on, just stick to

the game plan. You'll do fine.

Hey, you can do this.

Alright?

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OK, I see it.

I'm in position.

Alright, just hold tight.

Only a few hours to go.

F***! F***!

Brendan, you there?

F***!

- What's going on?

- I just dropped my torch.

- Will they see it?

- - I don't know.

Well, will they see it or not?

You're the one in the vent.

It's your call.

F***!

I'm here now. Keep going.

Keep going.

Alright.

Is everything OK?

It's all fine.

- What did he tell you?

- Like you said.

He wants to take his share, then

him and me to run off together.

Did you f*** him?

I told him it was too dangerous.

That's my girl.

Goodnight, Sam.

Right. Remember, stick together,

stay in contact.

And if you have to shoot,

shoot their legs, OK?

Yo?

Someone called a faulty monitor?

- It wasn't me, mate.

- Well, someone did, mate.

I've got a work order

to fill here.

Alright. Wait there.

- Come on, get in!

- Sit the f*** down. Sit down!

Go now. You're on.

F***. OK.

Alright. OK.

Don't f***ing move! Nobody move!

Nobody move!

Get up! Get the f*** up!

Get up! Get up!

Get over here! Press that button

and I'll f***ing waste you!

Don't press it!

Open the f***ing door!

- Nobody move!

- You, you, you! Get up!

We just want the gold.

We don't want to hurt anyone.

We don't want any

f***ing heroic sh*t!

- Keep moving!

- Go! Go!

On the ground!

Get on the ground!

- How we doing?

- Clear.

You? You're the manager?

There's three responses -

'yes', 'no', or 'I'm not sure'.

- Yeah, I'm the manager.

- Get up, go! Take this one!

You, supervisor, let's go. Let's

move! We haven't got all day.

Come on, let's go.

Here, take my hand.

Take my hand. Come on, it's OK.

Alright, start the pour,

just as you always do.

- Come on!

- Let's go.

Keep your f***ing head down!

Sterlo, I'm supposed to be

on the gold.

Don't use my name, you f***!

You've been demoted.

Now stay here.

- I didn't!

- Stay here!

I didn't! F***!

Go, go, go! Start the pour!

Come on!

Keep your f***ing eyes on 'em.

Keep your eyes on 'em!

Don't f***ing look at me!

On the ground!

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