The Hatton Garden Job Page #4
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- 2017
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How's that? Good and clean, mate?
Where the hell is Brian?
He's here.
- Brian!
- Hello, mate.
Hello, mate.
Shall we?
You didn't think I was gonna miss
out on a thing like this, did you?
That's a good one.
Terry, come on.
There you go.
Do come in.
You...
are mine.
Come on, gents...
Let's cut ourselves a
little whole, shall we?
I need a break.
No, no, I'll do it.
Go!
How far are we in?
Half way.
What?
In 90 minutes?
Jesus Christ!
withstand an atomic bomb...
Three hours or not, we're meant
to be doing four of them!
Right.
Well, we'll do it in three.
Three?
Oh, we're not gonna get
through three with hours!
No, but these two will.
Whatever it takes.
Right. Let's crack on.
I need to piss.
What?
Well, I suppose taking a piss down
here is out of the question, right?
- Yeah, yeah.
- Yeah.
Where am I going?
Through there, down the corridor,
last one on the right.
Right.
Kenny, how you doing out
there, you're alright?
All good. You?
Slow and steady at the minute.
Slow and steady wins the race.
Trust me...
I'm due a winner, aye?
We all are, mate,
we all are.
But... stay sharp, yeah?
Will do.
We got a problem.
Come on.
Danny, what are you doing?
It's not me! It's this thing!
Look, let me have a go.
I think we might've
tripped a silent alarm.
You think?
Look, I deactivated it
but it still seems to be kicking
out some sort of a signal.
What do you reckon?
No, not yet, but...
So, what do you want me to do about it?
What I want you to do?
You used to be Old Bill.
Make a phone call!
Find out if we're burnt or not, please!
Calm down.
If you'd tripped that alarm, it would've
gone to whatever private firm they use.
No, no, no, screw this. We're walking.
You're in deep now, boy.
One call from me and I'll
see you right back inside.
You ain't walking anywhere
until you get my box.
You'll get your box. Alright?
F***ing hell!
You were quick!
Who's you talking to?
Jesus!
Say that again?
He's been talking to
someone about the job.
Could be Old Bill for all we know!
Behave!
He was on the phone!
I heard him!
I had to make that call.
Make sure we're in the clear.
Who are you talking to?
He's...
He's an ex-cop.
Old Bill, I knew it!
He's retired,
he don't do it anymore.
He doesn't know who
any of you guys are.
You're insulated.
He's helping us,
for f***'s sake!
Nothing's changed.
Helping? How?
He's got a guy on the inside
of the alarm company.
He says we're all good.
Does he expect a cut?
No.
Well...
Not exactly, one box... a box.
Box 1-7-5.
He said if we get it for him...
all square.
How many boxes are in there, Brian? Huh?
That is a f***ing... deal.
What are you thinking?
I'm thinking...
We have to finish what we set out to do.
This is madness!
Yeah, well, we all knew what we
were getting into when we started.
If the police had been alerted,
they'd be here by now.
You don't know that!
Well, that's a risk we've got to take.
Yeah.
Well...
You're the Guv'nor.
Jesus!
Can you hear me?
Are you there?
[INDISTINCT RADIO VOICES]
Are you there?
Can you hear me?
Yeah, we can hear you.
There's someone at the front door.
Looks like they're coming in.
I told you, quit it!
You know where I am!
I'm on call out!
Stacy? I don't know any Stacy!
I've had enough of this sh*t!
He's gone!
Looks like the old man
came through first.
Yeah.
We need to get that round ready, fellas.
Yeah, I'm on it.
Let's get this cold drill back on, aye?
You're alright?
Yeah, well...
I'll be fine.
Boy, I never
expected to spend my
67th birthday knee-deep
in something like this.
Yeah, well, we get in that vault...
and you could be spending your 68th
knee-deep in something much sweeter.
Do they sell Viagra
in the Costa Del Sol?
We're through!
Jesus!
The three hours had completed.
All we had to do now is
use a hydraulic ram
to smash that metal object out
of the way so we can get in...
And take our measure of wealth.
We need to push that cabinet
out on the other side,
it's bolted into the
concrete, top and bottom.
It's gonna take some shoving.
If we get it away without damaging it.
Exactly!
Slow and steady, boys.
That's the name of the game.
Gimme a sec.
D'you know what
you're doing there?
Yes! I know what I'm doing!
Come on, Dan,
let me have a go...
I said I'm doing it!
Come on!
Don't you touch me!
Brian!
Brian!
Brian?
Brian! You OK, mate?
What's the matter with you?
Bri, what's wrong with you?
- Brian? - Brian! - Brian!
What's his pulse?
We've bugged it!
It turns out... the
compressor cable was shot.
A 15 quid spare part just
cost us 14 million in loot.
Yes, Terry, we are in deep...
- Sh*t
[-BUG IT!]
Sh*t!
- That's it! We're done!
- God!
- Do what?
- We're done!
Kenny! Side door, five minutes!
On my way!
What about the...?
- Terry!
- We're out! It's over!
Come on, get him out of there.
Dan, you do clean up.
Go, don't worry.
Sh*t!
Sh*t!
And like that...
It was over.
We were so close I could taste it.
Now, all I can taste...
Concrete.
What's going on?
What's up with Brian?
Where's the gear?
Drive!
F***ing Frank.
F***!
F***! F*** it! F***! F*** it!
Hello, lads!
Anyone fancy a game of pool?
Another time then.
- Can I get a pint?
- One second!
Danny!
It's Brian!
Hello?
Whoa! Wait, Wait!
What you doing, you silly sod?
It's only us!
I thought you were...
Sorry.
It's alright.
It's OK.
From what Brian tells us,
you got every reason to be jumpy.
What else did he say?
It'll crawling with Old Bill
by now, are you stupid?
I've been back.
The place looks like a ghost town.
No one even knows we've been in there.
What about the ram?
So, what do you think?
Here we go.
Right!
My little beauties.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on.
You're gonna like this.
Let's try that.
No, no, no, 1-7-5... 1-7-5.
- Alright, son, plenty more
where they come from. - Terry!
- Yeah?
- That's my box.
Understood!
Right.
I'm out.
Whoa, whoa! There's so much more!
But I've got to run here.
Anytime you...
- You take care, son.
- Nice one.
Coming through!
He's like a kid in a sweetshop.
Yeah, well, you know what they say:
"Too many sweets rot your teeth".
Yeah, well...
That's what dentures are for.
Look, you go on.
We'll clear up here.
It's been a pleasure.
Hope be seeing you around.
Hey, just shut up and listen.
Now I need to move fast and
I'm willing to pay well.
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
pull in, this will do.
F*** me! What did you rob?
The Crown Jewels?
Hmm.
Go on.
That should see us straight.
Yeah, I mean, yeah, I guess so...
I hate this f***ing car.
Good seeing you again, Judas.
So, here we are...
I have the stones...
I have the money and I have the box.
What a difference a day makes.
All I had to do now, is make sure that
we all walk away from this scot-free.
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