The Liability Page #3

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# Ohhh

# If you wanna go now,

oh baby... #

Here.

Come on.

Thank you very much.

# If you wanna go now

# Oh baby, don't you go...

Here, move over.

Ooh! Oi.

# If you wanna go now

# Oh baby, don't you go

# Ohhh

# If you wanna go now

# Oh baby, don't you go.

That was mad.

How much did

you take 'em for?

That was a smart move.

I know. It'll wash off,

though, won't it?

No, I mean

in case you lose it.

F*** off.

It's not for everyone, son.

Huh?

The life.

Oh no, that was

only 'cause she was a girl.

What happened

with the guy then?

Already dead.

Aren't we going home now?

We need to change cars.

Okay. well, will you let me

pick this time, please?

I know my cars, me.

You can choose.

What the f***'s your

problem then, eh, dog?

Eh?

Hey, what's up?

You're worried

about us f***ing up?

No.

I'll be gone tomorrow.

Where are you off to?

Oh, come on. We're like partners

in crime now, you know.

Are you going on your own?

Sounds f***ing lonely to me,

that does, mate.

What, you wanna come

visit me, do you?

Yeah. Yeah.

Always wanted to go traveling.

I don't see no cars, Roy.

It's all right, isn't it,

to call you Roy now?

Yeah. Yeah.

It's okay.

So we got one more thing

to deal with.

We gotta get rid of this.

Uh-huh. Attention to detail.

Where'd you pick

all this stuff up then?

Angola.

- What, in Spain?

- Yeah, that's right, in Spain.

Why don't you dig

a little hole?

- Yeah?

- Yup.

- Like that?

- Yeah, like that.

Sh*t. Ah!

Oh, jesus. Sh*t.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh.

Oh, sh*t!

- Why did you kill him?

- Huh?

Why did you kill him?

I didn't kill no one.

Danil is dead.

I needed him to be alive.

I needed him to give me a name.

Now you must tell me.

F***ing hell.

Have you seen her?

Huh-uh. No.

It's my sister.

Sergei sold her to Ivan.

Ivan sold her to Danil.

Danil sold her to an englishman.

You will tell me his name.

- You will tell me his name.

- I'm just the f***ing driver.

- You like pain?

- Ah! F***ing no!

F***ing hell.

Okay.

Just f***ing chill out.

You want to touch me?

Huh?

Men like to touch.

F***ing...

Touch.

Oh, what the f***ing hell?

They put their hands on her.

Before they died,

each one gave me a name,

The next man in the chain.

- This is why you killed Danil...

- No.

- ...So he cannot tell.

- No, I'm just a kid.

I'm 19.

F***ing hell.

Your friend then.

Friend?

The man you were with today.

Roy?

His name is Roy.

Oh, for f***'s sake.

F***.

Right.

- Hello?

- I need to speak with Peter.

- He's asleep.

- Well, wake him up.

- I can't do that.

- Yeah, you can.

Tell him it's about the kitchen.

Someone's on the phone.

He says it's about the kitchen.

Not on this phone.

Don't hang up.

We have a problem.

Are you sure you got

to him before he talked?

The Latvian's not the problem.

What do you mean

he's not the problem?

He's the one that can

put me in this.

It's the boy.

- He lost his phone.

- So?

Well, we need it back.

Trust me.

I thought I could.

Can you locate it?

Oh, so now you're

being thorough.

And if you double my fee,

I can take care

of that little chain supply

problem you've been having.

You have an idea

who's doing this?

We're on the phone.

Remember?

I want it sorted.

Someone'll give you a call.

You got a pen?

If I find one of her,

I will know you lied to me.

Ivan had photos too.

I don't know why it is

when man does something bad

he likes to keep a souvenir.

This man-- Sergei and Ivan

had him too. Who is he?

- What about him?

- Who is he?!

I don't know him.

I don't know the guy.

He's not even supposed

to be in the photo.

Look, I'm taking

a photo of my mom.

- You know him.

- Nah.

Look, you can't even

f***ing see his face.

Look, nobody knows him.

You don't even know who it is.

Help!

F***'s sake.

F***ing hell!

F*** off!

Whoa!

F***'s sake!

Easy.

- You kill me, he'll kill you.

- Roy'll kill me?

- He already tried.

- She's f***ing with you, son.

- Whoa! I want to hear it.

- How did you get here?

- We stopped the van.

- He hit you.

We stopped the van to change cars.

That's what you said.

There weren't no f***ing cars, Roy.

- You were gonna kill me?

- Give him to me.

One more and it's finished.

Yeah, she thinks you killed

her sister as well.

I haven't killed a woman since 1983.

Who hired you?

Why don't you ask him?

Yo! I'm the one

with a f***ing gun here!

Stop!

Stop!

You've only got one left.

No, that's four.

I'm counting.

It only holds five.

Then you should've

f***ing let me use it on her!

You're a lousy shot.

Do you want to bet your

f***ing life on that, Roy?

Oh, man.

Sh*t, Roy. You need

a hospital, man, fast.

Just get me to the church.

What, do you want a priest?

No, my daughter's getting

married today, you idiot.

Was you really

gonna do me in?

What, 'cause I f***ed up the job?

No, you were the job.

I'm 19!

Who the f***'s gonna take

a contract out on me?!

'Cause of the car?

They don't give me a reason.

They just give me a name.

The laptop.

- F*** me.

- Look...

If you're not going to help,

just f***ing shoot me

before I bleed to death.

Don't forget your phone.

- What, can i keep it? - Well,

you're the one with the gun. You tell me.

- There's clothes in the van.

- Down the track?

Your turn to be lookout.

My briefcase still in there?

Yeah!

She left the money as well!

Music...

You like cuban, don't ya?

Here.

Watch...

And learn, my friend.

I could've killed you back there.

Yeah?

Why didn't ya?

For the same reason

you couldn't kill the girl.

What?

It was 'cause I fancied her.

That's why I couldn't do it.

You've got a second chance.

You should take it.

So my mom's boyfriend

tries to get me killed,

I'm supposed to just

walk away, am I?

He thinks you're dead.

Best leave it that way.

You all right, mate?

Here.

Get rid of the car.

The gun and the phone

go in the river.

Everything else burns.

Attaboy.

Oh, man.

The state of you.

- Are we going in?

- No, no.

Just-- just stay over there.

- Do you want your jacket?

- No.

No, I'm good.

She's always on me

to wear a bit more color.

- Here.

- Oh, here?

Who's that, your wife?

No, my daughter.

- How old's your daughter then?

- Don't get any funny ideas, all right?

- Do you want me to stick around?

- No, you're all right.

You're a dead man.

You'd better get buried, mate.

Oi.

Do us another one

of your roll-ups.

Attention to detail.

# Welcome to my nightmare

# You feel like home

# It's so boring out there

# And I get so stoned

# And the river is cold

# I spent hours

in your eyes #

# I wonder why

# But i'm sure...

# I...

# Will soon

# Remember you

# I will remember you

# I will remember you

# I will remember you...

# The lights

are getting darker #

# Undiscovered truth

# I will drive you crazy...

# And you'll hate me

even more #

# And his newest woe

# Is like the fire

in your eyes... #

What's going on?

Surprised to see me, Peter?

You f***ing a**hole.

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