:07:03
That's how you get to the top:
Kill a bent cop. Make a splash.
:07:07
After that Freddie was king.
:07:24
What a place!
:07:26
A fucking palace.
:07:48
In he came.
:07:49
There he was in those handmade
Italian leather shoes, silk socks.
:07:54
The suit? Do me a favor.
The man was class. A class act.
:08:00
Style. "I'm-fucking-peccable. "
:08:03
What a man.
:08:05
I mean a real man.
:08:10
- All right, how are you doing?
- Yeah, good.
:08:15
- Do you want a drink?
- Yeah.
:08:19
'Cause you look a bit scared, son.
Are you scared?
:08:23
No.
:08:26
Scared?
:08:28
I didn't need a drink. I was drunk enough.
:08:30
Drunk on the smell of Italian leather.
:08:32
Arse-holed on the smell of success.
:08:35
I hear you've been hanging around
with Mad John.
:08:37
Yeah.
:08:38
This incident last week.
Apparently you handled yourself quite well.
:08:42
Yeah.
:08:44
- Trevor heard that as well, didn't you?
- Yeah.
:08:51
- He thinks you're a bit of a laugh, I think.
- Does he?
:08:55
He's a bit of a wide boy, our Trevor.
Bit of an independent thinker.
:08:58
Enjoys taking the piss.
The things he gets up to.