1:15:01
If everybody keeps their fucking mouth
shut, there'll be no cunt going to jail.
1:15:11
I hadn't told anyone everything
that was running through my mind...
1:15:13
about what might happen
in London.
1:15:15
There were a lot of possibilities
I didn't want to talk to anyone about.
1:15:19
Ideas best kept to myself.
1:15:22
What no one told me was that
when we bought the smack...
1:15:24
some lucky punter
would have to try it out.
1:15:31
Begbie didn't trust Spud.
1:15:33
Sick Boy was too careful
these days.
1:15:35
So I rolled up my sleeve,
I spiked my vein...
1:15:38
and I did what had to be done.
1:15:44
It's good.
1:15:46
Oh, it's really
fucking good.
1:15:53
Yeah, that hit was good.
1:15:56
I promised myself another one
before we got to London.
1:15:59
Just the one hit.
Just for old time's sake.
1:16:02
Just to piss Begbie off.
1:16:05
This was his nightmare.
1:16:08
The dodgiest scam
in a lifetime of dodgy scams.
1:16:10
Being perpetrated with three of the most
useless and unreliable fuckups in town.
1:16:15
I knew what was going on
in his mind.
1:16:17
Any trouble in London,
and he would dump us immediately.
1:16:20
One way or another,
he had to.
1:16:22
If he got caught
with a bag full of smack...
1:16:25
on top of that armed robbery shit,
he was going down for 15 to 20.
1:16:29
Begbie was hard, but not so hard that he
didn't shite it off 20 years in prison.
1:16:41
This was to be my final hit.
1:16:44
But let's be clear about this.
1:16:46
There's final hits
and final hits.
1:16:49
What kind was this to be?
1:16:57
- Did you bring the cards?
- What?