Sorry for the interruption. What do you need, Ray? Laura Pressfield has been returned home safely.
The Gentlemen
3.7s
- Coach. - Jim, put that shit out. - I've only just... - Jim, into the office.
The Gentlemen
3.5s
Who the fuck is this joke, man? Don't stand near me, son.
The Gentlemen
2.4s
Hello, babe. [gasps]
The Gentlemen
2s
I see no problem at all.
The Gentlemen
1.5s
[gags]
The Gentlemen
40.1s
Look, you'll have to do this elegantly, love. If word spreads that you're getting out, that could read as weakness. And if you smell smoke, it's 'cause there's a fire, and that could get expensive. So you're gonna have to stamp that out without any gentrification. But not you, love. Don't you do anything messy. That's why you've got people, remember? [groans] I fucking love you, babe. Course you do. Any chance? No, you can wait. I've got a red-hot Russki with her finger on the trigger. - Gotta deal with it. - I don't mind the two of yous. Go on, fuck off.
The Gentlemen
32.8s
I understand you're getting out. Getting out. Getting out of what? Bed? My head? The closet? Don't flirt with me, Dry Eye. I'm a busy man. I hear you're getting out of the game. And I would like you to consider an offer. Look, I'm gonna stop you right there so you don't waste any more of your precious breath, young man. This is not a discussion for the two of us. Unlike the salt and pepper, it's not on the table. This is a big number.
The Gentlemen
22s
- Oh... - [lighter clicks] Oh, all right, all right, it's going out. ["Vitamin C" by Can plays] ♪ Her daddy Got a big aeroplane ♪ ♪ Her mommy Holds all the family cash ♪ ♪ A beautiful rose Is standing by the corner ♪ ♪ She is living In and out of tune ♪
The Gentlemen
4.4s
Fletcher... why are you wasting our time?
The Gentlemen
2s
You'd make a lovely wife, Raymond.
The Gentlemen
1.3s
Ow, fuck me!
The Gentlemen
1.3s
Yes, boss.
The Gentlemen
1.2s
Cash.
The Gentlemen
12.4s
There's 120 rims, uh, 32 LS engines, 60 custom... All right. Pay the man. Sorry, chaps. I quoted you for a 20 when it's a 40-footer. [stutters] It's gonna be double bubble.
The Gentlemen
6.5s
- I said in a minute. - Oi, spunk bubble. Get rid of the fucking van. [van door closes]