...a plastic bag, a roll of tape and a pack of hungry pigs. You're a ruthless little cunt, Liam. I'll give you that. But I got no time for grouses. Feed him to the pigs, Errol. What the fuck are you two looking at?
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-Hope we get a better show this time. -This will make up for it.
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Your seats? Tyrone, this is a stolen car, mate.
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I'm looking for Franky.
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On a hare.
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That one with the tea cosy on his head's starting to stink.
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-Private night tonight, chaps. -I'm well aware of that, my son.
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Jesus.
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...you do something against your principles.
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Do you know when you're going down?
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He'll stay in London a couple of days before he goes to New York...
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He's a useless shite, that boy. Punish him for me, Errol.
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Brick Top, in short, will be looking to kill Tommy, Mickey and myself.
