:56:03
What's so fucking important?
:56:06
Why do you think
we've got a dead man...
:56:08
-...missing an arm in our office?
-Talk to me, tell me.
:56:11
You give us four days...
:56:13
...l'll get you a stone the size
of a fucking home. l kid you not.
:56:17
What do you think, Errol?
:56:18
l think we should drip-dry them,
while we got the chance.
:56:21
lt was a rhetorical question, Errol.
:56:24
What have l told you about thinking?
:56:27
-You got 48 hours.
-Yeah.
:56:29
You can keep that silly, fat wanker.
The lads can't lift him.
:56:32
Forty-eight hours.
:56:34
After that it's your family...
:56:36
...and the pigs finish
what the dogs don't do.
:56:40
So, what should l call you?
Should l call you ''Bullet''? ''Tooth''?
:56:45
Call me ''Susan''
if it makes you happy.
:56:46
Tony, there is a man
l'd like you to find.
:56:50
That depends on all the elements
in the equation. How many are there?
:56:54
Forty thousand.
:56:57
Where was he last seen?
:57:00
At a bookies.
:57:01
Bookies?
:57:05
Pass us the blower, Susi.
:57:10
-Bookies got blagged last night.
-Blagged? Speak English.
:57:14
This country spawned the language,
and nobody seems to speak it.
:57:18
Blagged, robbed.
:57:20
We'll see a man
that may know something.
:57:22
l need a gun.
:57:24
You don't, Rosebud, me old son.
You need me.
:57:30
l got fucking black ink all
over fuck boy.
:57:32
He's stained for fucking life.
:57:35
That and the golden teeth as well.
Fucking hell--
:57:37
All right, Mullet?
:57:43
How you doing?
You all right, mate?
:57:46
Nice tie.
:57:47
l heard you weren't about that much.
:57:49
Still warm, the blood
that courses through my veins.
:57:53
Unlike yours, Mullet.
:57:55
Who blagged Brick Top's bookies?
:57:57
-Do me a favour, Tone.
-l will do you a favour, Mullet.