Bruv, this guy's trying to take my phone. - [gang member 1] Fucking do him. - [gang member 2] Back the fuck up! How you gonna talk your way out of this one, mate? Easy, lads.
The Gentlemen
7.2s
I'm sure you're all roadmen, gangsters, proper naughty boys and all that bollocks.
The Gentlemen
7.2s
But I come in peace. [dog growling] I'm not trying to steal it. I'm trying to buy it.
The Gentlemen
3.1s
How about you give us that bag and be gone anyway?
The Gentlemen
3.9s
Then I'll be gone, like the darkness at dawn.
The Gentlemen
3s
For good money. Honest money.
The Gentlemen
1.9s
Yeah? What, this phone?
The Gentlemen
2.9s
- How much? - A full bag.
The Gentlemen
1.9s
I forgot to wash my hands.
The Gentlemen
28.7s
And you haven't heard a whisper? How can so much bush go missing and nobody know nothing? [man over phone] Ah, I've heard nothing, Coach, honestly. Nothing on the street. But you know what? There is this geezer called Mickey Pearson. - Who the fuck is Mickey Pearson? - Ah, you know him. He runs the bush game. He's a horrible cunt. You don't wanna step on his toes. But there's no way your lads jimmied their way into his car, so I wouldn't concern yourself with that. All right, you know where to find me, Chasa. Keep your ear to the ground. Primetime, in you get. [Primetime exhaling] Ernie.
