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:54:00
I have to box clever with those
college boys from Anti-Corruption.

:54:04
- Fucking dogs. Slags. Ten grand?
- It's the going rate, Jim.

:54:10
Ten K. Hardly seems worth the bother.
:54:13
Well, there's only so much
in those informer funds.

:54:21
What about Gene?
Does he suspect anything?

:54:25
What? About me working
for the old firm? Listen. Gene...

:54:29
...is too loyal for his own good.
:54:34
- I don't fucking believe it.
- You better believe it.

:54:37
- 'Cause it's fucking happening.
- Where did you get this?

:54:40
Mr Troop made it for me.
:54:43
- It's one of his little hobbies.
- I don't fucking believe it.

:54:48
Don't you want to hear
what Jimmy has to say about you?

:54:51
I've got one for you.
Pluck ed and ready for the pot.

:54:57
- Just give us a name and he's gone.
- In time.

:55:00
I don't want a bunce.
I want him out of the way.

:55:03
Flash young runt.
One of the new breed, ain't he?

:55:07
Reck ons he can just waltz off
into retirement.

:55:11
I want him away for 12.
:55:14
If he's got a kilo of class A,
he's looking at double figures.

:55:17
- I'll put it there myself.
- Sounds personal.

:55:20
He's got a few quid.
He'll come in handy.

:55:23
I set him up with that slippery accountant
in the first place.

:55:27
Fucking rag-head let slip, didn't he?
:55:30
"You will miss him when he's gone,
Mr Price."

:55:34
Is that you, the flash runt
who thinks he's retiring?

:55:39
You'd no idea what Jimmy was up to?
:55:42
How do you think these fuckers
earn a living?

:55:45
I would've thought a smart young man
like you would know that already.

:55:49
- Can I have that?
- Mr Troop.

:55:55
Thank you.

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