Top Dog Page #2

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Besides, it's bad enough them watching

football all the bloody time.

Can you imagine them

working together and all?

Besides, that even

might have to go soon.

Well, babe, don't tell

me things are that bad.

No, not at the moment. Ooh!

Bloody little bugger! I swear to God, if

this peanut kicks me one more time today,

I'm gonna do my nut!

Do you know what

he wants to call him?

- Oh, God, what? Go on.

- Glenn. After Glenn Hoddle.

- What? Oh, God, that's horrible.

- I know.

What are you going

to do if it's a girl?

Well, he said it can be called Glenn

too, because Glenn's also a girl's name.

Glenn Close, Fatal Attraction.

I mean, what a blood idiot.

What's he thinking?

I mean, talk about bunny-boiler.

Ooh, there it goes again.

Bill? Lift off.

What's so important?

Come through to upstairs.

Hello, Mickey. Long time no see.

Billy Evans.

This is all a bit Lock, Stock, innit?

What the f***'s all this about?

This place. It's ours now.

What do you mean, "Ours"?

- The AC's.

- Acton Casuals.

F***ing hell. Has no one told you all that

football bollocks died out years ago?

It's a f***ing joke now, fella.

We ain't laughing.

Listen...

You step on my toes,

and that's disrespectful.

And the thing is, I've got

a reputation to consider.

So have I. Ours.

Then you've got a problem, ain't you?

Not me, you.

And how'd you work that out?

Have you ever seen a football

mob trash a pub, Mickey?

Takes about two minutes.

You come near this place again

and we'll blitz two of your gaffs.

Three if I'm in a bad mood.

And every time I get a sniff of you

being near here, it'll be the same.

And then I'll start on your clubs.

See what that does to

your poxy reputation.

We'll tear your f***ing head off.

Oh, ain't it sweet. Does he

get a treat for doing that?

You mugging little c*nt.

Look.

All I want is this place

left alone. That's it.

Well, I hope you boys know what

you're getting yourself into.

Not so bad, was it?

AC! AC! AC!

F*** off!

Right, that's them f***ed off then.

Bunch of f***ing wankers, innit?

You all right, Bill?

I could do with a spliff,

I know that much.

What happens now, Billy?

What happens when they come back

and there's none of your lads here?

Don't worry. They won't

come back here, Steve.

Won't be you they'll be coming for.

Help!

Being attacked! All right, you.

You're in trouble now, my child...

Oi. You two, enough now.

Listen, Alfie, bathroom please.

Ain't never beat your dad.

Never beat him.

I said enough. Stop it!

You're late, and so are you.

Come on. Bathroom.

- I've already said it once. Go.

- Trouble.

Got me right in the balls.

Fancy kissing them better?

Baby, did he hurt you?

- He did.

- Oh...

You wish.

- I've got wash to do.

- That's cold.

- F*** off!

- Mickey, it's me, Charlie.

- I'm busy!

- I need to talk to you.

Jesus Christ, I'm busy!

Can't you f*** off!

We've been over there. We sorted it.

What do you want? A f***ing medal?

- Any agg?

- No no, it's sweet.

All right. Well, wake that up.

Send it home.

I'm so f***ing angry, Steve.

The guy's a tosser.

You know what he's like.

A thing out of order.

That's what he is.

Sure I can't give you

a lift up the hospital?

No, I'm fine, thanks. Honestly.

I'm fine.

Didn't expect him... Oh!

Just give it a rest, love.

No, I'm not gonna die. Honest.

What did I tell you.

You can't piss about with that lot.

Christ, I must have

been bloody stupid.

No, it was me that was stupid, Sal.

I thought if anything,

Mickey would come after me, not...

Not come back here.

Look, all I can do is

apologise to the both of you.

If you need anything, just...

What I need, Billy, is an easy life.

Understood?

Showtime.

You got that phantom

kind of love I need

I lose my mind

You pull me closer whispering

those sweet nothings

Two pints, please, mate.

In the morning when you

know that you can sing

- Busy tonight?

- Yeah, some new faces about.

When you kiss me baby

I know it is all right

Stop messing with me

Oi. That is mine.

F***ing wallop!

Mr Evans.

Remember I told you what would happen

if you went near The Saint George again?

Have a little listen to this.

F***ing hell.

Two of yours for one of ours!

F*** is going on?

Move! Move your ass!

Get the f*** out!

What the f*** is going on?

Oi! F***ing wanker!

What's your f***ing game?

You think you can just

f***ing turn over my boozers

and think I'm just going to roll over

and let you stick your cock up my arse?

Let me say it to you fella,

your f***ing little firm are f*** all.

Now, don't look at

me like that, fella,

'cause I will sink my f***ing

teeth into your face.

I will break your f***ing back!

You wanna f***ing go to war with me?

You wanna f***ing go

to war with me, c*nt?

I will f***ing go to war with you!

Any f***ing day of the week you want.

You have just walked straight

into a f***ing sh*t-storm!

C*nt!

F***ing wanker!

Fucks sake!

F***ing hell, Pat.

I didn't know you were here,

nobody tells me anything.

You all right?

How you keeping? You well?

What's going on Mickey?

It's nothing, Pat. It's all right.

It's just...

You know, a little

football hooligan thing.

It's sorted out,

it's under control, it's fine.

This doesn't look like nothing to me.

Oh, no. It's all right.

Just trust me, it's all right.

You're doing a good job here, Mickey.

But you've gotta understand

the sensitivity of our situation.

Look, I'm sorry, Frank, it's just...

You're not our only investment.

So, don't go bringing

problems we don't need.

- Understand?

- Yeah, yeah, sure.

Smooth water, Mickey.

Always safest.

What's going on?

Yeah, just thinking, that's all.

Come on, it's me you're talking to.

Honey, it's just... Just work stuff.

OK, well, come on. It's dinner time.

So, what do you think he's gonna do?

Dunno.

Got a load of stock sat

out here, so if I was him...

You sure you haven't bitten

off more than you can chew?

Doesn't matter if I have.

We back down now, and we're f***ed.

We've never swerved

a riot yet, have we?

This ain't football,

though, is it Bill?

Billy... It's urgent.

All right, Jesus Christ,

you'd think I work for her,

not the other way around.

So what are you going to do?

I've had an idea for a new business.

That's what I wanted

to talk to you about.

Yeah?

How do you fancy

coming to work for me?

Well, not for. With.

What do you mean?

Look, I know the score, bruv.

I know you ain't working.

How'd you find out?

Julie told Sam the

other day, didn't she?

Look, don't make a f***ing

song and dance out of it.

You need a job and I

want you as my partner.

- Partner?

- So what do you reckon?

Sweet, I'll go put her

out of her misery.

- So, go on, what do you think?

- You, working for Billy?

I mean, seriously.

No, not for, with. We'd be partners,

in a new security company.

He's gonna put up the cash

and I'll do the work, that's it.

What would you know about security?

Nothing, I don't need to.

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