Traders Page #4

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to kill someone,

even though I knew that was

the basic f***ing concept.

Pickaxe had made

it easier for me:

He tried to rob the money.

- Hey, you...

Your bags.

- Hello?

- Hi, it's Harry.

- Hi, Harry.

Vernon gave you my number?

- No, I managed to get

it from his phone.

Your pills worked.

He's much better.

- Is he still at your apartment?

- Yeah, well, you know,

you wouldn't kick

him out for me.

- You've got to man up, Harry,

do these things yourself.

- I'm too soft.

- Please.

- No, seriously,

it's why it's taken me this long

to ask you out on a date.

- Yeah, well,

you haven't asked me yet.

- Y'see, there's my problem.

Listen, why don't you ask me?

I've gotta go, Harry.

N'

- what's going on, Harry?

Where were you yesterday?

I want my money back.

- You know what

happened to your money

so don't be annoying me.

- We didn't trade.

- You called it off.

- You asked me to spare

your life for the money.

- No, no, no that's not right.

I just agreed with you

that we should call it off.

I, I wanted to trade,

and you didn't.

- You begged me.

You were crying.

- You can't do this, Harry.

It's not right.

You're just a thief.

Ah!

Ah, my shoulder...

- I had a couple of busted ribs

and ten grand in my freezer.

Why didn't I stop?

Because I only had 10 grand.

I traded two more times

in less than ten days.

Easy, quick trades.

And Vernon's rules worked:

The suicide notes, the phones,

the endless bus journeys

and the green bags.

It all made trading safer.

Before I knew it,

i had 40 grand in my freezer.

You didn't see many

repeat traders.

Half were dead, obviously,

but the winners,

a lot of them didn't

come back for more.

Kicker was like me.

- You know the drill?

- Yeah, I know the drill.

- No weapons?

- No-

- confident?

- Phone?

Let's go.

- If you ever find yourself

in a fight to the death,

take my advice:

Go for the throat.

The throat is full

of blood and air

and humans don't last long

without blood or air.

- Nice to be playing for

high stakes for a change.

I wouldn't like to go to

the game for a few grand,

would you?

Let's get going-

- you've reached

the phone of Harry Fox.

Please leave a message.

- Harry, I really do

need to talk to you

about our earlier

business transaction.

I do not believe we

fairly concluded our business.

I want my money back, Harry.

This is Vernon stynes.

- If someone's

trying to kill you,

and you kill them,

you're on a high.

It's not dark or upsetting.

It's a victory.

I could have been dead,

but instead I was twice as rich.

The hardest thing was not being

able to tell anyone about it.

- I can see you there, you know.

Do you not think there's

something deeply wrong

with a man who creeps around

a woman's house in the dark?

- I had thought

vicious was a stupid name,

but now I saw it was smart.

I walk in expecting

some dumb guy,

and instead I see...

Her.

- Hey!

Hey!

Don't you dare.

- Listen,

I'm not going to trade with you.

Just find another woman.

- You know the thing

i find difficult

about trading, as a woman?

Dragging fat,

dead men into graves.

I mean, you're skinny

but I'd still say you're a lump

to drag across the ground.

If you win, you win.

That's how it goes.

- Yeah, we're hardly going to

do that out here, are we?

- What, a guy and

a girl can't have a hug?

Do you want to f*** me?

- What is that?

- Like, a tactic?

Give me your phone.

- Harry?

Harry Fox, I thought it was you.

God, I haven't

seen you since-

- I think you're mistaking me

for someone else, pal.

- What?

Nah, don't tell me

you don't recognize me?

We used to work

together, remember?

Hello.

- Give me my phone.

- You f***ing clown.

You just cost me 80 grand.

- How much?

- You're becoming a real pest,

Vernon.

- You have to give me

the money back, Harry.

- No, I don't.

- You stole it from me,

and now I've got nothing.

- So trade.

- I can't trade, Harry.

- Remember?

- Yeah, I do remember,

you traded and you lost.

There are no other

losing traders alive.

You're a lucky man, Vernon.

- I don't feel very lucky.

- Open the bag.

- What?

- Open the f***ing bag, Vernon.

Take what you think you're owed.

- Is that five?

- No, that's seven.

- We don't have to be enemies,

you know?

- We don't have to be anything.

- Poor Vernon.

Trading was getting

bigger everyday

and no one except me

knew that it was all his idea.

He should have just taken

that money and moved on,

but he couldn't.

He couldn't leave

trading behind.

' Busy?

- No, but I still don't

want your website.

- Yeah, well, I actually

wanted to talk to you,

to get your advice on

an entirely different

business proposition.

I'm looking for

a partner with...

How can I put this?

You've done a bit of time, right?

' And?

Get to the point, Vernon.

- Do you have any,

i dunno... contacts?

Guys who are willing

to do things for money?

- What kind of things?

- There's a lot

of money in this.

But it's illegal

and it's dangerous.

- I'll do that.

- Why don't you two

talk business?

- No, no. I'd much rather

talk to you, actually.

- You don't know Ken.

Give him a chance.

- Have you ever heard

of white-collar crime?

- What, like, pedo priests?

- No, no, no, like,

upmarket crime.

Very low risk of getting caught

and plenty of money.

Would it be something

that'd interest you?

- Why not?

- Are you a good fighter?

- If you asked any of

us what we were looking for,

I can tell you the answer:

Someone easy to kill.

- What's with the watch, man?

- It's for telling me

what time it is.

- Looks expensive.

- If you win, you can have

the watch as a bonus.

Let's move.

I've a meeting this afternoon.

- Actually, I need a piss.

- Sq piss.

Wash your hands.

- Are you sure we're here

for the same reason?

- We're hereto make love, right?

'Cause you're really my type.

- What's with the golf gear?

- Trading gear.

- Bri234 looked

like an estate agent:

Overcoat and leather shoes.

He shouldn't have been there.

- Have you done this before?

- Yes.

- I haven't.

- It's a lot of money

for a first time trader.

- Yeah, but it's not enough.

I'm in a lot of trouble,

a lot of trouble with money.

How many people have

you killed doing this?

- If you can't do this, don't.

- F***!

I didn't think

I'd be this nervous.

- Do you wanna call it off?

- I can't.

- What the hell are

you doing, man?

Jesus, you know you're not

supposed to have another phone!

F***ing hell.

- I know.

I'm sorry.

- Jesus Christ.

You shouldn't be doing

this if you have kids.

- I know.

- I'm sorry!

Jesus!

What's the matter with you?

I gave you the

chance to call it off.

- It wasn't one

of Vernon's rules

but it was understood.

You don't trade

if you have children.

It's just not fair

to the other traders.

- Hi, I'm big John,

lead EMT on six tours,

tox haz qualified, para rescue

and med evac trained.

Basic wound suturing skills

can make a big difference

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