:40:00
Have I got Jim'll Fix It written on my fucking hat?
:40:03
I'm sorry, mate, but help's not a word
I'm too familiar with, you know.
:40:13
Fuck off!
:40:35
I don't believe it.
:40:39
So, who's the girl?
:40:44
It's my ex-girlfriend.
:40:50
Arthur. I want you to describe the situation to me.
:40:53
Seven shades of shit in a one-shit trumpet, sir.
:40:56
It looks like some kind of a drugs buy.
:40:59
None of your ordinary
:41:01
Aye aye. Got some blue tabs .
They look like sweets .
:41:04
How are you?
:41:06
What do you mean, how am I?
Nearly cut my fucking ear off!
:41:09
And I've hurt my knee.
:41:11
Now, I want you to get the pills and take them
straight down to the lab, double time.
:41:16
You got that? And then you call me.
Now, what else have you got?
:41:21
Six dead bodies and one live one.
:41:23
- Chief, it's Leopold Durant.
:41:25
Durant? Right. Now, concentrate, Arthur.
:41:28
Get that fat fuck down here pronto.
:41:32
But, sir, he's dying.
:41:34
Then you'd better be fucking quick about it,
hadn't you?
:41:41
She dumped me.
:41:45
Two years ago now.
:41:49
Changed her name from Dawn to Dakota.
:41:52
Fucked off for Las Vegas and a deck of cards .
:41:54
So who hired her to take me out?
:41:57
You're asking the wrong question, mate.