The Rise of the Krays Page #3

I'll slit your throat

while you're asleep.

You dare touch Mum.

- What?

- You heard him.

Just don't.

You are not people any more.

You are not human beings.

You are part of a machine.

You do not wear or think what you want.

You wear what we tell you,

think what we tell you,

eat, sleep, sh*t and

f*** when we tell you!

- Someone stick a feather

up your arse, lad?

- Sarge.

You're grinning like a

bloody Cheshire cat!

And where do you little darlings

think you're off to?

- Home!

- For a cup of tea with our mum.

Get your nasty little

arses back in 'ere!

You got nothing to say

and you're saying it too loud, so...

Bollocks.

Quiet!

I know your name. Kray.

And I think to meself,

"George," I think...

"These boys are special.

"These boys are a new kind."

You've got it.

You've got it...

And I can see it.

And you've gotta learn how to use it.

Now, there's lots of people out there,

lots of people,

who don't like to be hurt.

Not them... or their property.

Now, these people,

who don't like to be hurt,

pay people not to hurt 'em.

You know what I'm talkin'

about, don't ya?

'Course you do.

Now, when you boys get out of here,

you keep your eyes wide open.

Watch out for the people

who don't wanna be hurt.

'Cause you scare the

sh*t out of me, boys.

Wonderful.

This place used to be so beautiful.

Chandeliers, gold trimmings,

little cherubs with bunches of grapes.

Yeah?

- Enjoy yourselves, lads?

- Nah.

That's good.

Little cherubs.

Bunches of grapes.

You are looking younger,

Mr. Willoughby. What is it?

New aftershave, perhaps?

You're early.

- A mere five minutes.

- I haven't had time to count it.

Coat, please.

Sorry.

What's it like out? Still raining?

- Spitting.

- Bloody weather.

Coat, please.

Still spitting, Reg.

- Is that right?

- Not as bad as it was.

We haven't got an umbrella either.

That's always the way.

Huh. Is this a joke?

Do you see me laughing?

No, let me go! No! Oh, no!

No! No! N...

Right. Now you go back,

and you tell Rimmerman,

no one fucks with us.

This is nothing!

Give me your hand.

Do it!

Oh... no! Oh, no... no!

Just show 'em this,

and tell him we let you off lightly!

Hear me?

Say thank you.

Say thank you!

Say thank you.

Thank you...

How much did this place cost you

when you first bought it?

Five quid.

You were robbed.

We'll get your little cherubs back.

Look at you.

Proper little gentlemen.

You make me feel proud.

The both of you.

Make it all mean something.

Anyway, never mind about you.

What do I look like, hmm?

- Lovely, Mum.

- Beautiful.

Really?

I don't look like

mutton dressed as lamb?

You'll be princess of the ball.

Oh, wicked queen, more like.

Da-daa!

Oh, here's your fairy godmother!

The carriage awaits outside.

Let's get in before it

turns into a pumpkin.

Look at 'em, Rose.

What do they look like?

Stop it, Mum.

You're not shy in front

of Aunt Rose, are you?

Mum...

Tell Aunt Rose where

you got your clothes.

Come on, spit it out. Tell her.

Savile Row.

Savile Row.

Reggie, open your jacket and show

Aunt Rose the cut of your shirt.

Isn't that beautiful?

Look at this, Rose, look at this.

Oh!

Do you know, Dad'd have to work

a whole year to earn a shirt like that.

What do you feel like,

when you're at your club?

Like kings.

Like kings.

- Oh, it's beautiful. Beautiful.

- Take them in to get a drink.

- Okay.

- Where are you going?

Back in a second. You enjoy yourself.

- Mrs. Kray?

- Always on the move.

- Reggie?

- Aunt Rose.

Give it to me again, fellas.

d First you put your two

knees close up tight

d Swing 'em to the left,

or you swing 'em to the right

d Step around the floor

kinda nice and light

d Then you twist around,

twist around, with all your might

d Spread your lovin'

arms way out in space

d You do the Eden Rock

with such style and grace

d You put your left foot out

d You pull it back

d And that's what I

call balling the jack d

I said they should come here.

They knew the place, Reg.

- They're on the run.

- Yeah, no trouble.

You did right, Den.

How old are you, boys?

16, Mr. Kray.

Need some clothes and a hot meal, yeah?

Yes, sir. We're starving.

Now, you take this...

and you get what you need.

Clothes are important.

Make you what you are.

Look after 'em, Den.

Make sure they're safe.

Come on, lads.

Your tie's crooked.

So's yours.

d You put your left foot out

d And then you pull it back

d And that's what I call

balling the jack, yeah! d

Good evening, everybody.

Welcome to our... little club.

You all look marvelous.

Really, you've done us proud.

Thank you.

But first I'd like to

introduce you to the boss!

Who you can go to with

all your troubles.

No matter how small they are,

he wants to help.

Hope everything comes out all right.

Okay.

What a geezer you are, eh?

Thanks, mate.

All right, boy! All right!

What d'you say?

Me? I... Nothing.

'Cause you did. What d'you call me?

Nothing, honestly. I didn't say a word.

- You call me a boy?

- I didn't say nothing.

You wanker!

Boy?! Is this all the

work of a f***ing boy?

Excuse me.

- Leave it out, all right?

It's a private fight.

- He ain't done nothing!

- You stupid bastard!

- Leave him!

Stupid sod.

C'mon, cut me.

Look! I don't want any trouble!

Go on, cut me.

Ain't got the guts, have you?

Cut me! Go on!

Come on, there's no need for violence.

We're acting like a bunch of kids here.

It's stupid.

Let's just forget the whole thing, eh?

That's better.

You don't wanna go

threatenin' people with knives.

Not when I've got one as well.

You laugh at me, eh?

I'll make you laugh for

the rest of your life.

Ronnie! Why are you doin' this to me?

Ah...

You scared me, Ronnie.

Well, I can take care of myself.

You go back to the party.

Talk to the donkey.

You made a right mess of his face.

Well, they scooped up enough

to put it back together.

What're you wearing?

Dunno. Why?

I don't like it. Change it.

And those shoes!

Well, you bought them for me.

I'll have to buy you

some more, won't I?

Go on, get out.

I wanna get Mum something.

We get her lots of things.

You know how she carries on.

Don't spend your money on me,

spend it on yourself.

But she needs something

to keep her company.

I mean, now we're not there so much.

Yeah, well, I'm there whenever I can.

Oh, bloody hell, this is a new shirt.

That won't notice with your jacket on.

I'll give it to our May to wash.

I had my perfect dream last night.

What's that?

I was asleep in bed,

and I looked just like you.

Go on.

Soddin' bloodstains.

They do show.

So what shall we get Mum?

It's very big.

Don't you think?

After all, most of the

time it just sits there.

Reg says everyone'll have one soon.

Mmm, Charlie says the same.

When does it come on, then?

When it gets darker, I suppose.

Hmm, nice car.

Green.

He's brought flowers, too.

You can't just sit there

like it's not happening.

I can do what I like in my own house.

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