[squealing] Eyes not so dry now, are they? [screaming] Hurts, does it? You looking for your balls or a hole in the wall? - Fuck! - Where the fuck do you think you're going? Because you're not going out the way you came in, you deluded duck-eating cunt. - [screams] - Talking to me about the laws of the jungle. What was it? Something about being beneath me? Silver on back? There's only one rule in this fucking jungle. When the lion's hungry, he eats.
The Gentlemen
14s
But Dry Eye, oh, he's next generation, and them Chinamen, they upgrade quicker than i-fucking-Phones. Is he making moves? [chattering] [Fletcher] Is he breaking out on his own? Big man plans behind Lord George's back?
The Gentlemen
10.8s
Bold move, that, coming in heavy, sanctioned or unsanctioned... by the dragon head himself, Lord George.
The Gentlemen
4.7s
Well, I can't promise anything. Dry Eye, he got his little sit-down with Michael, didn't he?
The Gentlemen
4.4s
Tell you what, keep the parts. Consider it a gesture of goodwill.
The Gentlemen
2.4s
Well, he's a naughty boy, that George.
The Gentlemen
1.8s
You know how to get hold of me.
The Gentlemen
1.5s
Ballys down.
The Gentlemen
8.1s
Oh, I bet Mickey was pleased he took that meeting, wasn't he? Yes, it went very well. - Yeah. - Do you want the top or the bottom?
The Gentlemen
5.8s
Now, things started to unravel after that meeting. Didn't Mickey get a rat infestation at one of his farms?
The Gentlemen
3.5s
Michael, you should recons... [tuts]
The Gentlemen
1.4s
[man 1 whispering] Come on.
The Gentlemen
1.8s
The bottom, please, darling.
The Gentlemen
1.8s
In the meantime, fuck off.
The Gentlemen
1.4s
Just marinade on it.
The Gentlemen
1.2s
Stealth, stealth.
The Gentlemen
1.2s
Go.
The Gentlemen
4.5s
I know how you lot love fables, so let me share a little fable with you.
