The Brothers Grimsby Page #3

It's imperative

no one know that I'm here.

You need somewhere isolated

where there's no one around?

Exactly.

All right.

I know just the place.

It's just this way,

past the train station.

- All aboard the 915,

- grimsby to London.

In you go.

Do you think our new parents

will let us sleep

in the same room?

If we have bunk beds,

can I have the top?

You can have the top,

little man.

Go and have a pee now

before the other passengers do.

Okay, bruv.

And Sebastian...

What is it?

Nothing.

Nobby?

Nobby?

Nobby? Nobby?

Nobby? Nobby?

Have you seen me brother, nobby?

Nobby, where are you? Nobby!

No! Nobby!

Come back!

Come back, nobby!

Sebbo. Come on.

I know. It's great to be back,

isn't it?

Here we go.

Just in here.

You sure this location

is secure?

Relax.

Trust your brother.

Surprise!

No, no! Seb!

Come on, no.

No, they're our folk.

Welcome home.

Nobody's supposed

to know I'm here.

No one does know you're here.

These people know

I'm here.

- Do you know he's here?

- No!

We are here.

Good work, chilcott.

How did you find him?

Let's just call it

professional intuition.

What's that smell?

That's me. Milky pimms.

Oh.

I work our docks.

We transport COD

all over the world.

Fascinating.

Can I help you?

Chilcott. Move.

What is it?

Oh, god, I'm cornered.

I should never

have come here alone.

You're never alone

in grimsby, bruv.

Lads. Lads.

See those blokes out there?

Those are Manchester united

supporters.

How dare those twats

show up here?

Delay them. I promise

I'll burn your school down.

No school!

Come on.

Oi, lads.

Get the ball!

- Let's go, lads.

- They've got guns!

Excuse me, sir.

I think you dropped something.

Dropped what?

You're in grimsby now,

you git!

Do you think I'll hesitate

to kill you? Little bastard.

Now!

Sanjiv, now!

Fish factory, this way.

Come on, fish factory.

Go there.

Quick. In there. Let's go.

Aah!

Seb.

What have you done?

You've killed him.

Nobby, what are you doing?

I'm showing some respect

for the dead.

There you go, mate.

Nobby!

What?

Get over here.

What is it?

I need you to suck

this wound in my shoulder.

No, no, no, I don't put my lips

on another man's shoulder.

That's very gay.

Do it now.

People have been

chucked out of grimsby

for ordering

a vegetarian breakfast.

That pellet was filled with

lonomia caterpillar toxin.

I'll be dead in 90 seconds

if you don't suck it out.

Okay, okay.

Suck hard.

That's it.

Don't swallow the poison.

And now spit it out.

Well done.

Praise the lord.

I thought I'd lost you,

brother.

I love you so much.

Nobby.

What?

I've been hit somewhere else.

Where?

I'm not falling for that one.

No way.

No, you don't--

what are you doing?

No, why are you

taking those off?

The toxin's coursing through

the left lobule of my teste.

Up the spermatic plexus

to my kidneys. Suck it.

Whoo!

As Jesus said,

"thou shalt not suck off

your own f***ing brother."

Do it, or I'll be dead

in 60 seconds.

I've been searching for you

for almost 30 year.

I could've found you

in two minutes on grindr.

Choose. You can suck my scrotum

or you can let me die.

Okay.

What would you like written

on your gravestone?

Suck my balls!

Whoa!

I have less than 40 seconds.

All right.

This is for dad.

Suck it. Suck harder.

Suck and spit.

Suck and spit.

Suck and spit.

It's traveling too fast.

I need to be on top.

Over here.

What? No. I draw the line

at teabagging.

Must shake this out.

It's not working.

Coddy.

Coddy, don't go. Coddy.

I've lost you once.

I refuse to lose you again.

Oh!

That's it.

We did it.

You did it.

We did--

you just came on me face.

It was a trickle

of pre-ejaculate at most.

Grow up.

I envision a day when people

won't have to live like this.

A day when poverty

will be eradicated.

And I know it's possible.

Sir, we've got something.

Suck harder.

Suck and spit.

So, what's this

new intelligence, marber?

We've identified the partner,

sir. He's graves' brother.

Brother?

Kyle Alan butcher,

a.K.A. Nobby butcher.

A maelstrom sleeper,

no doubt.

Just some working-class scum.

Find them and kill them.

Yes, sir.

I found the assassin.

He's pavel lukashenko.

He's on route to South Africa.

Good.

Yeah. And they know

about your brother.

No problem.

I'm about to ditch him.

Listen.

They'll kill him and his family

too if they catch him.

Do you really want

your brother to die?

Forget it.

Look, I need to talk

to your friend.

Uh, what--? Milky?

The fish travel agent?

What, so you can

gob-rape him too?

You monster.

No.

We're going

to South Africa.

Really?

I'm going on holiday

with me babby brother.

It's a semifinal that has

become gripped by tension.

And england to have the ball.

Time for one last attack, baby.

Come on, Sterling.

The ball's broken for Sterling.

Get in there.

Raheem Sterling's through.

And raheem Sterling

scores for england!

That surely puts england

into the final in Chile.

Here we go!

We spit on your face!

Here we go! Here we go!

Nobby. They're beating up

Zeke Stanton.

Nazi bastard!

Pitch invasion!

Pitch invasion!

- Nazi scum!

- Let's get them!

- Come on.

- Yeah!

That's it. England are going

to the final in Chile.

Jodie.

Hi, daddy.

No, no, stop doing that now.

It's weird.

I've discovered

where lukashenko is.

I tracked him to the tshukaru

bush lodge in kruger park.

He's meeting up with

a biochemist called joris smit.

Maelstrom are clearly

buying something from him.

He's currently in a hotel room

with Lina smit, his wife,

famed for her promiscuity.

You need to find out from her.

You may need to seduce her.

Well, as you know,

I'll do anything for england.

Book me a room at the lodge.

I have done.

Your alias is Mr. Shelton.

Hey, English.

What?

I have something for you

to celebrate:

The best heroin in Africa.

Enjoy.

I'm embarrassed to say I've

never actually tried any before.

You'll like it.

Listen,

I'd love to stay in touch.

Are you on e-mail or...?

Linkedin.

It is

tabansinyaguraheroindealer15.

Yes.

Who's that you were

talking to?

That is me new mate,

tabansi.

He flies to and from

south America

with drugs rammed up

his bottom.

It's either that

or a life of crime.

Nobby.

I'll be gone

for a couple of hours.

Why? What are you up to?

I'm meeting someone to find out

why lukashenko came here.

You stay here,

understood?

Oh, no.

I think I might've

mixed up our needles.

Oh, my god.

You can't do a secret mission

on heroin.

Not to worry,

all right?

Just leave the spying

to your brother.

Sebastian?

No, he's currently on couch,

smacked off his tits.

Who is this?

I'm his brother, nobby.

Can I help?

Nobby, I need you

to listen to me.

You are going to have

to take his place.

You need to head

to maitland station.

There, you'll meet a driver

from tshukaru bush lodge.

When you meet him,

your alias is Mr. Shelton.

Did you get that?

I'll send the information

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