The Rise of the Krays Page #5

Fed up with Jack.

He's a pain in the f***ing neck!

Don't take it out on

me, it ain't my fault.

Look at all your crap everywhere.

There's pants in the bathroom,

there's shoes everywhere...

Tidy up after yourself!

Everything's getting too damn messy.

Just be grateful it's me

you're dealing with, Jack, and not Ron.

He'd have your guts for garters,

you know that.

You ripped us off, Jack!

It was a mistake, Reg, really.

I wouldn't do it, you know I wouldn't.

Greg, Dick, come on, you know me.

Oh, I know you all right.

I wouldn't do it...

Wait outside.

I wouldn't...

Just do it!

He's been good in the past.

Yeah, well, we'll watch him.

He's scared.

He knows we know.

You can stay.

But we're gonna be watchin' you.

You've already got

one foot in the grave, Jack.

Don't jump in headfirst.

I won't do anything, you know that.

- Good lad.

- How long we known each other?

Pals, Reg!

I hope so, Jack.

- Right...

- It's dealt with.

- He's winding me up.

- It's dealt with.

You're in trouble, Jack!

Go on.

Shoulda done him, Reggie.

- He's a ponce.

- We've done all we had to.

He's afraid, he ain't

gonna rip us off again.

Stupid bastards.

You're not fooling anyone, Jack.

Those bloody tablets of yours,

they're turnin' your mind to jelly.

All they'll do is dig

you an early grave.

Couple of bloody kids.

I'd park those lips, Jack.

They'll get you into big trouble.

Oh, who from?

I'm not afraid of the Krays.

Pair of f***ing freaks.

We can live together.

The Ripley Brothers. The Kray Brothers.

We ain't got any argument.

Yeah, that's true. We've never

trodden on each other's toes.

But there are others.

Bloody Pellams and Cornell.

I wouldn't worry about Cornell.

Their torturer?

Their what?

I've seen what he can do, so's Chris.

You can do no end of things

with a pair of pliers.

That's disgusting.

How much of an influence

is Cornell with the Pellams?

He's an influence.

He's got it in for you boys.

It's just a personal thing,

between me and Cornell.

He's been calling me names.

- Why does he hate you so much?

- Bad chemistry.

I lose track. Really, I do.

How many clubs is it

they've got now? Three?

Young Charlie took me

to the Regal the other night.

You can take those

gloves off now, darling.

You'll stain them.

Reg likes them, they

go with the outfit.

I'm sure he does, but Reg isn't here,

so take them off, there's a good girl.

I better get this tea

up to those young men.

They'll be gasping.

They haven't stopped nattering

since they've been there.

We're expecting business

from across the ocean.

Soon you won't be able to throw a brick

without hitting something of ours.

It's getting too big to let

the likes of Cornell get in our way.

I mean he's a maggot...

and we're big fish.

- Big fish who own the ocean.

- Open the door, please.

Sit down, boys.

Now, someone's trod in something,

it's all up the hall.

I don't mind who it is,

but accidents will happen,

would you mind checking?

Ron? No.

- Not me, Mrs. Kray.

- Me neither.

Nobody? Well, must be Frances.

I'll go and ask her.

How's your mother, Dickie?

- Fine, thanks, Mrs. Kray.

- Give her my love.

- Knock on the floor

if you want something.

- Thanks, Mrs. Kray.

Frances, I don't want

to be a pest, but...

Frances?

Sorry.

Look, darling, I'm gonna

ask you something,

and if you think I'm being

an interfering old cow,

just tell me, I'll shut up,

but are you still taking those tablets?

Don't get annoyed, darling.

Reggie did tell me.

Well, he had no right to, did he?

I'm his mother.

Reggie tells me everything.

Well, no, I'm not taking any tablets.

Well, is it Reg?

No.

Yeah, it's Reg.

It's me. It's everything.

I feel like I'm being taken over.

I haven't got any strength.

I dunno who I am.

That's just called being

married, darling.

I don't believe that.

Sometimes...

Sometimes I wake up in the morning

and I think, "How old am I?

"What music do I like?

What films do I like?"

I don't know the answer any more.

All I know is what Reg likes.

What Reg likes me to like.

Like... like these bloody gloves!

Everyone's talking to me lately.

Never knew I had so many friends.

I think they find me a bit glamorous.

That's exactly right, Dickie.

- You know what that glamour is?

- No?

It's fear.

I learnt that a long time ago.

If people are afraid of you,

you can just do anything.

Glamour is fear.

She looks really beautiful.

Yes, she does.

What's wrong with her?

I don't think it's possible

to love someone too much,

but I think you can love

them the wrong way.

Oh, I don't know...

Love...

She's well looked after.

I know, my darling, I know.

She's just gotta start kicking,

that's all, like I had to.

I know Reg is my son,

and God knows I love him,

but she's just gotta start kicking.

Pint of shandy, love.

Well, well, well.

All the pretty boys together, eh?

Piss off, Cornell.

How's your boyfriend lately?

Still in tears over his auntie?

You wanna watch your mouth.

- Do what?

- I said, you wanna watch your mouth.

Poofs don't warn anyone, you listening?

You tell your fat poof friend

he doesn't scare me.

He's bringing over

his Yankee friends from America.

Getting ideas a bit above

his station, is he?

Tell him, he can own all he likes,

but he's still tied

to his mother's apron strings.

Okay? Eh?

Good night, girls.

You gonna tell Ron?

Don't think I'll have to.

Half the f***ing pub heard.

D'you want some sweets?

No, I'm all right, thank you.

They'll do you good.

You're losing weight.

I'll get you some.

And your Woodbines,

that's 13 and seven.

How's it going, Reg?

Mustn't grumble.

A beautiful car.

- Yourself?

- About the same.

How's your mum?

She's fine. You know Mum.

Here, I saw your Aunt May.

She looks all right.

I'll tell her.

- No, it's all right.

- Thanks.

- What's goin' on?

- Just lookin' at the car, mate.

What about it?

- I was admiring it.

- You don't see many about.

You lying bastards.

You're not interested in the car.

Reggie!

Reggie! No! Please, no!

Reggie! No! Don't! Please!

Mr. Palendri.

Good journey, Mr. Palendri?

The flight was a nightmare.

Please sit down.

But England is a dream. I love London.

It's so wonderfully dirty.

And The Beatles, I adore The Beatles.

You know The Beatles?

- No. I believe they know us.

- I'm sure they do.

We know of you.

The ocean is like a

puddle in our business.

News travels fast.

What is that song now?

My wife sings it all the time.

Can't Buy Me Love.

A great song...

Money can't buy me love...

Trouble is, it can.

Money can buy you anything.

Anything you like.

It can buy...

love, respect,

loyalty, anything.

It's wonderful being alive.

The options have limited appeal.

For you.

We heard of your admiration

for our reptilian brothers.

It's beautiful.

It's only the beginning.

A mere bauble.

This is for you.

That's us with our mum.

That's our Aunt Rose

and our grandmother.

And that's our Aunt May there.

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