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Yous are embarrassing yourself here, lads. Kids stab, girls shoot, boys punch. Grown-ups fight with their heads. That's where the real battle is. Up here, in the gray. [boy 2] He sparked me out, bruv. Now, wake up, lads. Life's quick, you're slow. Life's hard on a bone top.

The Gentlemen

16.2s

[boy 2] Trigger. That's you. Go on. - [boy 3] That's you. You're up, bruv. - [boy 1] Yeah? [boy 3] Do him. Fucking do him, lad. - [boy 1] Stick it in him, bruv. - [gasps] Now, if you're gonna stab, stab, Trigger. - Don't, you know, dance. - [customers chattering] What are yous, like a Four Tops tribute act or something?

The Gentlemen

3.2s

Took us a while to find your insurance policies.

The Gentlemen

1.5s

Do you know who owns this gaff?

The Gentlemen

1.5s

[man 1] We don't give a fuck.

The Gentlemen

8.8s

Who the fuck are your mates, Brown? No need to get excited, young man. We will be gone in a few moments. No, no, no, you'll be gone before then. Get the fuck out now.

The Gentlemen

14.9s

You're starting a war with me, George, and I'm trying to moonwalk with elegance here, but I'm finding it very fucking difficult. [Lord Pressfield] Laura! [Lord George] I don't fuck around with puff. You send your man Dry Eye around my place to see if he can buy my business for a few beans. Laura!

The Gentlemen

17.7s

Toffs, aristocrats, dukes, duchesses, lords and ladies, lots of land and fuck all dough. Houses to keep, damp to keep out, silver to polish. You must remember that cash is very persuasive to the class that got spanked by angry lefties and death duties.

The Gentlemen

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So why has Big Dave got it in for my boss? Two months ago, your man Mickey made my man Dave feel like a right fucking idiot. Henry. Mickey. How did he do that? Didn't accept his hand. - Dave. Daily Print. - Yes.

The Gentlemen

8.5s

Men, excuse us. [Fletcher] Well, he might just as well have pulled Dave's cock off. I do believe that was a bit of a fuck off, Dave. [laughs] [Fletcher] 'Cause he just fizzled like a party balloon.

The Gentlemen

2.9s

Jesus. [gate clinks]

The Gentlemen

4.6s

If it's as discreet and as lucrative as you claim it is, I'll buy the whole business.

The Gentlemen

8.1s

Twelve sites. Twelve farms. One thousand of these estates in the great UK. Bonne chance trying to find them all.

The Gentlemen

24.2s

And every time you inherit a fortune, you lose half to the state. - [slurps] - So this is my moment to swoop in like a guardian fucking angel and offer my services so they can keep their houses in order. And they're not too bothered about what I do, as long as that cash keeps rolling in each year. It's good to get a lord, yes, but it's not easy. It takes work, wine, women and disco.

The Gentlemen

40.8s

You're a filthy fantasist, and now it's time to leave. Oh, don't be silly. I'm only just lubing you up. Now, there is a reason why Matthew, or anyone else for that matter, cannot work out how Mickey does what he does. How does he grow 50 tons of white widow super cheese every year? Everyone knows that needs a lot of space. So where is the space and how come he's kept it under wraps? You can't just dig a hole in the ground and drop 200 shipping containers in there. Oh, no, my love. That will not work. No. You have to be creative. You need an angle. The problem with land in this country is there's not much of it... and there's public access even when it's supposed to be private.

The Gentlemen

15.3s

...and any other busy cunt with enough time on his hands to sniff the green tweed of England. - [man] Good morning! - [dog barking] And they have groups, forums, meetings, social media, and they love a good chat and a hiss about anyone who's decided to mow his lawn without a license.

The Gentlemen

10.6s

And the public have rights: dog walkers... - [horn honks] - Yes, jog on. ...footpaths, right to roam, bimblers, ramblers, - badger lovers... - [squeaks]

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8.4s

That's no reason to go after a fella. Well, I don't know what to tell you. He wants Mickey's blood. And he would be getting it too, if it wasn't for...

The Gentlemen

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Yous are embarrassing yourself here, lads. Kids stab, girls shoot, boys punch. Grown-ups fight with their heads. That's where the real battle is. Up here, in the gray. [boy 2] He sparked me out, bruv. Now, wake up, lads. Life's quick, you're slow. Life's hard on a bone top.

Took us a while to find your insurance policies.

Do you know who owns this gaff?

[man 1] We don't give a fuck.

Who the fuck are your mates, Brown? No need to get excited, young man. We will be gone in a few moments. No, no, no, you'll be gone before then. Get the fuck out now.

You're starting a war with me, George, and I'm trying to moonwalk with elegance here, but I'm finding it very fucking difficult. [Lord Pressfield] Laura! [Lord George] I don't fuck around with puff. You send your man Dry Eye around my place to see if he can buy my business for a few beans. Laura!

Toffs, aristocrats, dukes, duchesses, lords and ladies, lots of land and fuck all dough. Houses to keep, damp to keep out, silver to polish. You must remember that cash is very persuasive to the class that got spanked by angry lefties and death duties.

So why has Big Dave got it in for my boss? Two months ago, your man Mickey made my man Dave feel like a right fucking idiot. Henry. Mickey. How did he do that? Didn't accept his hand. - Dave. Daily Print. - Yes.

Men, excuse us. [Fletcher] Well, he might just as well have pulled Dave's cock off. I do believe that was a bit of a fuck off, Dave. [laughs] [Fletcher] 'Cause he just fizzled like a party balloon.

Jesus. [gate clinks]

If it's as discreet and as lucrative as you claim it is, I'll buy the whole business.

Twelve sites. Twelve farms. One thousand of these estates in the great UK. Bonne chance trying to find them all.

...and any other busy cunt with enough time on his hands to sniff the green tweed of England. - [man] Good morning! - [dog barking] And they have groups, forums, meetings, social media, and they love a good chat and a hiss about anyone who's decided to mow his lawn without a license.

And the public have rights: dog walkers... - [horn honks] - Yes, jog on. ...footpaths, right to roam, bimblers, ramblers, - badger lovers... - [squeaks]

That's no reason to go after a fella. Well, I don't know what to tell you. He wants Mickey's blood. And he would be getting it too, if it wasn't for...