The Clean Up Crew (2024) Movie Script
1
So, uh, do you start all
your meetings off
by killing the other
person's friends?
Well, I, um--
I know this one.
What?
You must read Machiavelli,
right?
Why would you assume
that I've read Machiavelli?
Because that move
that you pulled out there
was very Machiavellian.
I don't know if Machiavellian
is the way I would describe it.
"A lion cannot protect
himself from traps
and the fox cannot defend
himself from wolves.
One must therefore be a fox
to recognize traps
and a lion to frighten wolves."
Pretty clever, huh?
Sure.
Can we move on now?
Please. Please.
Do you know how much
I get paid, Mr. Barrett?
Not enough.
But I know how much
you get paid.
No, you don't.
Well, I can assume.
You know what they say
about assuming, right?
Oh, is-- Is this
a Machiavelli thing?
Never mind.
Continue.
You came from Spain.
You took over
your predecessor's
failed organization
and you turned it around
on my turf.
Now I want a cut of that.
15 percent.
I expect to be paid
at the end of each month.
and in exchange,
I will keep you
and your organization protected.
Now here is my only problem,
you killed six of my men.
You killed three of mine.
Well, we aren't exactly even.
This isn't about
the numbers.
But I am talking now
and you are in my office.
Uh, be a little respectful.
I've been doing perfectly fine
without any help
from you people.
Ah, but, you have
had help from us.
Huh?
How do you think I found you?
And the agency is cracking down
on officers taking bribes.
And I've been made head of the
task force in charge of that.
Huh.
Oh, I-- I-- I found your boys,
Officers McGrath and Long,
correct?
They flipped
before I even said a word.
So the reality is,
you never had access
to someone
on the inside like me,
and I've never had access
to money like yours.
So, yeah?
So sorry about your men,
but uh--
well, you'll be
compensated plenty
when you're running
your business
without so much
as a traffic ticket.
Now of course all this,
this is just a formality
because you really don't have
a choice.
Because if you say no,
I still have three dead officers
to bring against you.
Oh, fuck.
I don't wanna work with you.
I think you are unsufferable.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
So.
We leave it up to God.
Now if we pull this trigger
and you die,
then it wasn't meant to be
and I'll deal
with the consequences,
but if I pull the trigger
and you don't die,
then we will be
very happy together.
All right.
Eh, just in case, any last, uh,
words or something?
Nope.
No? Great.
I look forward
to working with you.
Now give me a hug,
come on!
Welcome to the organization.
Chill out, Danny.
I can't chill out.
We're stealing Gabriel's money.
Stash it in the fireplace
and take a seat.
Shall we do this?
He pays us shit.
We've earned this.
We get the passcode from 'em,
and we're home free.
My mum would kill me
if I didn't feed you.
We don't have the time.
We got shit to do.
Shit to do?
It's almost midnight.
I don't know. I could eat.
Where's this from?
Ninos.
Is Ninos open this late?
Nah, we called in a favor.
A knife and fork,
are you kidding me?
Eh, it's greasy.
I'm wearing my nice coat.
Worst pizza Ninos ever made,
it tastes like shit.
Get the case now.
Where's my money, Gabriel?
Listen, fellows,
how long have I been paying
for immunity here?
- Four years?
- Three.
And I would argue that
it's the reason you've been able
to continue building
this little empire of yours.
Three years,
and you still don't trust me.
You are still a criminal,
Gabriel.
I realize you are new
to this enterprise,
but I would question
the hypocrisy of that claim.
Now I want
to read you something.
Oh, God.
You ever read Machiavelli,
Garland?
It's Officer Garland, and yes.
I live by this shit.
I love it.
Everybody fucking loves it.
"He who becomes a prince
through the favor
of the people
should always
keep on good terms with them."
I don't understand
the relevance of this.
He's saying he should stay
on good terms with us
since he became a prince
through your favor.
Where's my money?
You'll get it.
Yeah, you've been saying that
for a month now.
You know--
I'm not screwing you here.
If I wanted out,
I would kill you both
right here, right now
in this instant.
No, you wouldn't.
Agency would be down on you
like a ton of bricks.
What a ridiculous thing
to say, man.
Do you seriously think
that if I shot you right now,
that anybody would care? No.
But if I did,
then I would have to find
two more crooked officers
and that's a hassle I don't have
the time to deal with.
So full of shit, Gabriel,
I know you're smarter than that.
"Everyone sees
what you appear to be,
few experience
what you really are."
Don't tell me, Machiavelli?
Yeah.
So, I have men picking up
the money
from one of my safe houses
tonight,
so expect the money
by morning.
Please leave me alone.
I'm hungry.
Well, fucking hell.
All right.
I guess this
is how we're doing it.
Hands on the table.
You're making a mistake.
If you would have asked me
five minutes ago
I would have said
you were wrong.
So you agree?
Yeah.
Because I didn't think
about how long
poison would take to kick in.
You're bluffing.
Just give us the case code
and you can run off
to the hospital.
You're both dead.
If Gabriel doesn't kill you
for stealing from him,
the officers will.
The officers?
Yeah, you cunt,
who'd you think we work for?
The money's a bribe for the SCA.
You're stealing from everyone.
Good.
Fuck!
Fuck!
Hot! Hot! Hot!
What?
No, I'm not in pain.
I just burned
my fucking hand off.
Good morning, Siobhan,
what do you want, girl?
Mm-hmm?
Yeah.
What? Now?
All right, all right, keep your
fucking hair on, I'm coming.
Good morning, love.
Good morning.
Fuck.
Meg, we have to go,
Siobhan's outside.
Come on.
Come on, come on, come on.
Morning.
Morning.
Hey.
Hi, Charlie.
Hey.
How stoned are you today, huh?
Ugh.
I've told him he can't live
in the van anymore
if he keeps this up.
You're the best sponsor
a guy can have.
Ah, she tries.
Try and I try.
It's a nice sponge, Charlie.
Fucking bollocks.
Fuck me, it's hot.
One of these days,
they'll come back to the scene
of the crime and kill us all.
Don't worry about it, Siobhan,
we got Charlie fucking Bronson
here to protect us.
Don't we, Charlie?
Here, mate, I've always
wanna ask you,
what did you do in the Army?
Eh, eh, eh, Chuck,
we've got blood to clean up.
Oh, that's fucking scary, man.
Oh, yeah.
Hey, there's a chance
the room might be bugged.
Just letting you know.
Yeah, thank you.
Oy, Meg,
why the fuck did you
tell him that for?
There's nothing wrong
with having a little fun.
Take fucking these.
He's a junkie.
He doesn't need
to have any more fun
than he's already
fucking having.
He's having your fun, my fun,
get a fucking wiggle on.
Fucking fun?
Fucking blow job and a bowl
of fucking corn flakes
would have been fun.
How are the kids, Siobhan?
Eh, wish I never had them.
Yeah, well,
you chose to adopt them.
I didn't know
they'd be arseholes.
Yes, you did.
Hey, why don't you adopt me?
I always need a new mummy.
But I know you're an arsehole.
Couldn't get into university,
now you're stuck doing
this shite.
When we get married,
we'll open our funeral home,
Meagan and Alex's Funeral Home.
Do you know what,
we could call it,
"The Good Death Funeral Home."
What do think, Siobhan?
Do you wanna invest a little
bit of money in me fam?
Come on, mummy.
What do you say, Siobhan?
Ah, ah, ah. I'm the reason
the two of you are together,
my involvement here is done.
I am fucked.
Did you just do coke?
Hey, Al, don't you know
there's a difference
between coming to work high
and getting high on the job?
Right, first of all,
this is not fucking coke,
this is smelling salts.
Oh, well, so sorry.
Wakey-wakey eggs and bakey,
you made me miss
my cup of tea, mummy.
Oh, so it's all my fault, eh?
Yeah, actually it is, yeah.
Just quit that
sniveling shit out.
It's snowing.
- Hey, Shivs?
- Huh?
You've got to seriously
think about changing
the name of your fucking
cleaning company.
I know.
Hey, Charlie.
Huh?
You found any government spyware
yet?
No, not yet, but--
Well, you just keep looking,
sweetheart.
Okay.
You're fucking awesome.
Whoa. Shit.
That whistle for us, Chuck?
Yeah.
Did you actually
find something?
Fuck off.
Did you two set him up to this?
Yeah, but it was a joke.
You can't joke with Chuck.
I'll take a look, all right.
All right.
What the fuck?
Siobhan?
Hmm?
There's a fucking suitcase
in the chimney.
Well, pull it out.
All right.
Fucking hell.
What the fuck is that?
Not our business.
Just hand it back
to the peelers,
tell them they suck
at their job.
Hold on.
What if there's something
really exciting in this case?
All the more,
not my problem.
Meagan, we don't know
what's in this fucking suitcase.
And we don't know
who it belongs to.
What if it's money?
Let's say it's a life-changing
amount of money.
You could retire,
I could open a funeral home,
Alex could propose to me
because I've been waiting
five years, but he's too focused
on all this to pull the trigger.
Siobhan?
If that's your game,
take the case.
I want nothing to do with it.
Everyone, back to work.
Right.
Good work, hey.
Alrighty then, that's it
for this bloody house.
Give me the case.
Is it yours?
You police?
No, I didn't think so.
I don't get paid enough
for this.
Come on, this goes to--
Hand it over.
Get out of my way.
Look, just give me the case
and I'll be on me way.
I'll give you a case.
Here, Siobhan, you wanna
fucking stop this?
Who the fuck is that?
Fuck me.
Well, Siobhan,
it would seem you're involved
in this now.
Are you stupid?
No.
This goes back to the peelers
straight away.
No cops.
Why not?
Oh, fucking beautiful.
No, no, no,
it's not what you think.
This is cycling.
It's the gift of welfare
that keeps on giving.
Yeah, I know.
You got those smelling salts?
Yeah, I've got the fucking
smelling salts.
Well, get on with it.
Here.
Take a quick big sniff of that.
Look at me, look at me.
Do you know where you are?
Yeah.
Then get up off
the fucking floor, all right?
Come on.
Up, Chuck.
Fucking hell.
This?
This is not your blood.
Off into the garden with you,
we don't have all day.
This is what our life
has come to.
Yeah.
My dreams died
a long time ago.
Well, it's never too late
to give up on your old dreams
and focus on the new ones.
Right now my only dream
is to marry you.
All I'm saying
is the longer we wait,
the less chance we have
of having a family.
Well, we can always adopt
a couple of bastards
like Siobhan did.
Huh?
Isn't that right,
Siobhan?
Shut the fuck up.
Well, fucking here he is,
looks like Tarzan,
plays like fucking Jane.
Let's wake the arsehole up.
Let's do it.
Eh, eh, come on,
up and at them.
Up you get. There you go.
There's a good lad.
Who the hell are you guys?
Never mind
who the fuck we are.
Who the fuck are you
and what's in the fucking case?
You have no idea.
No idea about what?
I'm gonna die.
You're gonna die.
You're gonna die.
You're gonna die.
We get it.
Just kill me.
What do we do now?
Open your mouth.
Give us the code
with your fingers.
Good boy.
Why does it smell like
permanent marker?
Ahh, is that PCP?
Chuck.
Guys?
Look at this.
2 million.
Property of the Commission.
The Special Crimes Agency.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
We've got to be rid
of this cash.
Wait, wait, let's not be
too fucking hasty, all right?
Ah, no.
Oy.
It's been a long morning.
Aye!
We need to relax.
We need to settle down.
Get some fucking food,
think about this for an hour
or two and then decide
what to do with the money.
No.
Why?
I should hold on
to the case.
Why should you
keep the case?
I got the code.
I've got the fucking code.
If these spondulicks belong
to who this guy says they do,
we don't want anything
to do with them, hmm?
Hey, Siobhan.
What?
We're already in this.
Look, we opened Pandora's Box,
we found 2 million quid in cash,
we can't exactly fucking
close it again,
so if you didn't want
to be involved,
you should have said
so earlier.
But I didn't.
Well, it sounded like
you fucking did.
I didn't.
But here we are
and we can't stay
because if he's here,
there's more on the way.
Agreed.
Well, what are we gonna do?
Well, I do-- Eh,
we'll go to your place.
And the hostage?
Bringing him with us.
Ah, Siobhan?
Uh?
How the fuck do we get him
and a suitcase
with 2 million cash out
of this house
without anyone seeing us?
The hell do you mean,
the shipment was late?
It's your job to make sure
everything is on time.
You know? Is--
Deal with it, eh, yeah?
Good morning, Mr. Barrett.
Why the hell are you here
so early?
Well, I--
Don't-don't talk to me
with your hand like that.
Just weird.
Oh. Should we?
Yeah, we should.
We never received
our payment last night.
What do you mean?
The money, it never made it
to the dead drop sight.
That's impossible.
I wouldn't make this up.
Sure, you would.
What's your plan?
Push me around a little
for the big man?
Get some more money
out of me?
Set me up and take me down?
I assure you that--
"He who seeks to deceive--"
"Will always find someone
who is willing to be deceived,"
yes, I-- I know the quote.
Well, well, then you must
know I-I wouldn't
allow myself to be deceived.
I assure you,
the money never made it.
Or you want the money
for yourself.
A double bribe?
I see you are alone today.
Officer James is taking care
of other things.
Of course, he is.
So, say this is what it seems
and the money didn't make it,
what then?
When the money didn't make it,
we went to the safe house.
Oh, well, how do you know?
We are the FCA, Mr. Barrett.
Yes, you are.
Yes, you are! I'm so sorry.
Pew.
We went to the safe house
and found a bio hazard
clean-up crew.
Those are the last people
who are in this house.
Now, given this
is your safe house,
we fully plan on inserting
ourselves into this situation.
Should we do so,
you can safely assume we will be
doing our jobs
and cannot guarantee the safety
of your organization.
- Rob!
- Yeah.
Get your ass up here!
Sorry.
Mr. Barrett.
Yeah.
We will be here in three days
with a warrant.
We will serve it
unless you have the money.
Not.
Move it, Mary.
Rob, do you know
the safe house on Peyton?
Yeah, sure.
Danny and Jack
were in charge of it, right?
That's right, yeah.
Yeah.
Now, have you heard from them?
Uh, come to think of it, no.
No.
Are those dimwits
fucking dead?
I'm guessing one of them is.
Now the other is in there.
I get it, you want him alive.
Do I give a shit about him?
Eh, fuck no.
No-no, yeah, not really.
Now, I need my money
as soon as fucking possible.
One hundred thousand
fucking percent.
I'll go get it.
Go to the basement.
He's still breathing.
Let's get him out.
Oh, my fucking days.
Fucking hell, Charlie,
how hard did you hit him?
Hmm.
Come on, give me a hand.
Up you come.
Oh, fuck it.
Let me take a look at you.
He's all right.
Alex, can we talk inside?
Yeah.
Watch him.
Not yet, not yet.
What now?
I think I should be the one
to hold on to the case.
Why not me?
What?
I mean, I agree,
I think that it should be you
that holds on to the case,
but I'm a little offended
that you don't think
it should be me.
What are you talking about,
we live together.
Never mind.
I just don't trust them, Alex.
I don't trust anybody,
but you and myself.
What's the worst-case
scenario here?
The bad guys show up
and kill us?
With the money, Meagan,
with the money.
I don't know, I mean,
Charlie would blow it all
on drugs
and Siobhan
doesn't want the money.
She'd just turn the money over
and be done with it.
She can't go to the police.
We have a hostage
that she helped to take.
Not to the police,
to the Commission.
I don't trust her, Alex.
What's the deal?
She doesn't trust you.
She doesn't trust me?
Did I just hallucinate that
or you asking me that?
No, no, no, no, no.
Now to clarify,
is she taking the case?
Yeah, she wants to.
Fuck.
You have got
to stop smoking that shite.
Give the poor lass a job,
find her a boyfriend
doesn't trust me.
Doesn't trust me.
What the fuck?
How could she not trust me,
for Christ's sake?
Where's this other one,
I know there was another one
in here somewhere.
Uh, there we go.
That fucking money,
I know it'd be trouble.
All right then.
Why not?
I can't risk anything happening
to this money.
We could get married,
open our funeral home.
You know what?
I never agreed
to open a funeral home.
You did.
I don't think so,
but I do agree that you should
hold on to the case.
I'll tell everyone.
All right?
All right.
Good.
All right, guys,
I've made a decision, yeah?
I've already figured it out.
I've got two sets of keys,
one for Alex and one for myself.
Until we decide
what to do with the money,
it'll remain locked up.
Chuck and I are taking off
to get some sleep
and see my little fuckers.
Don't forget
to feed the hostage.
Chuck!
What?
I'm gonna go feed the hostage.
We got company.
What now?
I need that money.
I want you to understand
that's blood money.
That money changes everything.
For all of us.
But at what cost? Hmm?
Look at the way we're turning
against each other.
We aren't turning against
each other.
We all wanna be rich and you
want to be a pain in the ass.
You have a bit
of growing up to do.
What, Rob?
I apologize, Officer James,
I-I thought you were
someone else, yeah.
I understand.
I'm working on it.
Right. Well, have a lovely day.
Yeah, bye.
Yeah, boss!
Rob, you asshole.
Have you made any progress?
Yeah!
Yeah, yeah, plenty, yeah.
Oh, yeah?
It sounds like you're eating
fucking chips again.
You don't know
what I'm fucking eating.
- It's all you ever eat!
- Oh, no, no,
I eat other foods.
And chips are a vegetable.
It's true.
Listen--
What progress have you made?
Well--
They're at a house.
Looking right at the fuckers.
And our inside guy
with the police
says Danny is still alive.
And I figure if Danny's there,
then the case is there, too.
Well, all right.
Listen. There's been a change
of plans, all right?
I need the case tonight.
What about the cleaners?
Well, if anybody survives,
I will kill your entire family.
Well, I wouldn't blame you.
Yeah, good. Bye.
I don't know.
But you agree she was mad at me.
Well, to be honest,
everyone seems mad.
Yeah, but she was mad at me.
I don't know.
And guess what?
What?
It doesn't matter,
because we're all gonna die.
And I'm thirsty.
I got something to tell you.
What?
You're a shite boxer.
Can we talk?
Yeah.
What are you doing?
Seriously?
What?
Let me start.
I'm confused.
I'm sorry, what.
Do you even know
what you're sorry for?
For not standing up
for you against Siobhan.
For not having your back?
Right.
So, what are you confused about?
But I did stand up
for you against Siobhan.
And I did have your back.
I fought for more than you did.
Why is it up to me
to speak up all the time?
She gave you the key.
Meagan, it's like giving us
the key.
You want the truth?
Yeah, I want the fucking truth.
I was going to steal it.
Why fucking--
Let me finish!
I wanted us to take it and run.
That much money would completely
jump-start our lives together.
Siobhan doesn't want the money,
and it's in Charlie's better
interest not to have it.
That money
should have been ours.
But how does make you mad at me?
It's just the principle
of the matter.
The fucking principle?
Fucking principle?
I can't win here, can I?
Nope.
Fuck.
All right.
All right then.
I'm in.
What?
I said I'm in.
Let's steal the money.
I have fucking bolt cutters,
Meagan, the handcuffs, the keys,
they don't mean anything,
I'll cut his fucking hands off.
Are you serious?
Yeah, I'm fucking serious.
Look, all I want is you.
I'm gonna go throw some clothes
in a suitcase for me and for you
and then we're gonna take
the fucking money and run.
All right.
What the fuck is that?
Stay here.
Fuck.
Oh.
Oh, fucking hell.
Meg?
Meg!
Meg?
Meg!
Meagan!
Fuck me.
I thought you were dead.
I thought I was gonna die.
I thought we were all gonna die!
Where's Meagan?
Meagan!
Meagan!
Fuck!
Fuck!
How the fuck is this my fault?
First of all, don't raise
your voice to me.
Second of all,
who was it convinced us
to take the money
in the first place?
Ding, dang, dong,
you did, motherfucker.
Okay, so this is my fault,
but it's not about me
or the money.
Meagan's life is in danger.
She may be dead already
and you two
don't seem
to be phased at all!
If you only understood
the shite we've seen.
Fuck off.
Al, just call the police.
No cops.
Do you know what?
For the first time
in his fucking life, he's right.
No police.
It's too late for that,
Siobhan,
and remember you broke
the fucking law as well.
Now, look at me.
I need your help.
Not as a boss,
but as a friend.
I'm not your fucking friend.
You two brought this
on yourselves.
How the fuck
did I bring it on myself?
You called me at 7:30
this morning, remember?
To go to work.
And look
at where it's gotten me.
What about you, Charlie, huh?
We're friends.
I'll buy you drugs.
You can have my share.
You can have fucking Siobhan's
share, she doesn't want it.
What does helping you involve?
Fuck me.
We find out who the money
belongs to, we go there,
we kill them, we come back here,
nothing more, nothing less.
1.5?
1.5.
1 mil, Chuck.
I'm back in.
Are you?
Chuck's going, I'm going.
All right. All right.
This is what I wanted to hear.
So, what's the plan?
Pack your shite.
That guy and the money
still in the basement?
Yeah.
Alex, you take a different car.
We need a clean exit.
I'll go get our little friend.
Good.
Chuck Leavenworth
has his problems,
but he's loyal.
He'll die for this.
I just hope you can hold that
on your conscience.
I can.
If you say so.
I do say so.
Please, please.
Hi.
Sit on the fucking couch.
It's about damn time, right?
Well, we have a problem.
Yeah, no shit,
who the fuck is she?
And she's one of the cleaners.
Uh-huh, come here.
Why did you bring me a girl
and not a briefcase
full of money?
Because it wasn't fucking there.
Cleaners must have taken it
and now
she is our fucking leverage.
Who-who-who
are these people?
Well, I don't know.
What do you know about me, Rob?
Me.
You're the boss.
Yeah.
You quote Machiavelli
way too fucking much.
Yeah. Yeah.
And--
Wait. No, stop, stop,
stop, stop.
Just repeat the first one.
You're the boss.
Yeah, not just a boss, Rob,
I am that boss.
Okay.
Any other organization
can get hunted and taken down.
Right.
You know the Five Families?
Hunted.
The Cartels?
Thriving, but hunted.
Me? Us?
The Commission?
Hm.
But not us, right?
Right.
Do you know why? You know why?
Well, uh, you're gonna
tell me, aren't ya?
Yeah.
Because for seven years
I've been paying off
corrupt officers,
just to keep us safe.
Bribery is one
of the oldest traditions
in the world.
And nobody does it
better than me.
Excuse me.
Now if you don't get
the money for me,
where does that leave us?
Well, we--
No, no, no, that-that--
That was rhetorical.
No. It leaves us ruined.
Rob, I don't want to kill you,
Rob, I like you.
Ah, no, I like you, too.
Yeah, well,
if you don't have it,
I don't have a choice, man.
I'll get the fucking--
I'll get the fucking money!
Yeah, here you go.
I'll get it!
Going to get it now.
Yeah.
I'm going to fucking kill him.
Here, Siobhan, I thought
Charlie lived in the van?
He does, built this
for emergencies.
He's really hiding his fucking
American roots, isn't he?
It's like a fucking
psychopath's Disneyland.
All right, in-in we go.
Go on!
Chain him up.
Sit down there, mate.
Here.
I'm sorry, mate.
It is what it is.
Yeah, it is what it is.
Are you comfortable?
Yeah.
Good.
Siobhan? Charlie?
Shiv-- Charlie...
who you hiding from?
God.
Chuck, not now, not ever.
'Cause you know what?
Here, Charlie.
Sober Charlie can put whole
sentences together.
Hmm.
But off his fucking nut
on PCP Charlie, not so much.
It's always fucking snowing
and you're always
on the ground fucking naked
doing blood angels.
And what's the fucking crack?
Especially for a proper
handsome fucker like you.
Fine.
Good.
How about you go ask the wee man
some questions.
Oh, f-- Shit.
You're right.
I'm getting rusty.
Yeah, mate.
He'll manage.
Peek-a-boo.
Oh, not this guy again.
I was coming down
when we tied this dickhead up.
You ever search him?
No.
Amateur hour.
Come here.
Just tell me what you need.
You don't need to be
so aggressive.
I'm going up the chain.
Who's your head honcho?
I don't know.
Yes, you do.
I don't.
The Commission has a complex
power structure.
Each member only knows
a handful of others.
Finding him would be like
following a trail
of breadcrumbs.
Somewhere in this phone
is the name of your boss.
Ah, I'd love
to beat it out of you.
He would love
to beat it out of you.
Or I could just tell you.
Just tell me the name,
not what to say.
Diarmuid.
There you go.
You can work your way up
from there.
Attaboy.
Yeah?
Lovely.
Siobhan?
Yeah, well, what he said.
You're welcome.
We got a location.
These assholes only know
a few members at a time,
so we gotta go up the chain.
Well, I figured
you'd get something off of him
so I packed us a goodie bag.
Oh.
Uh, no, wait. Uh, oh.
Uh, umm.
Look at this fucking sword.
Ahh!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, Alex.
Yeah?
She's mine.
My Lord.
It's a girl.
Mhmm.
Oh, he's even got
a name for her.
Alex?
Yeah.
We're gonna have
to take your car.
I mean they'll recognize
the van.
Uh.
Righty-o.
All right.
Uh, sorry, chaps.
Oh.
Um, minor problem.
Um.
Oh, no!
My car only fits two people.
Umm.
Mmm.
Yeah.
Well, I can--
Sorry.
Ah.
Charlie, I left the keys
in the house.
Well, go fucking get 'em.
Run.
Yeah, all right.
Let's go!
You stay there, yeah?
Get the keys!
I'm gonna fucking die today.
We're going up the chain,
who's your boss?
Nothing? Dip him.
Good?
There you go.
I don't give a shit
if you're dead or alive.
Who's your boss?
O'Connor.
Reggie fucking
O'Connor.
That wasn't that hard,
now was it?
We good?
Good boy.
Oh.
Wait! What the fuck
are you doing? Stop!
Night-night.
He's fucking dead.
Yeah.
You killed him.
You never seen
a dead man before?
Not one that
I fucking killed, no.
You didn't kill this one either.
Fuck. Fuck.
Charlie, can I ask you
a question, mate?
Eh?
What did you do in the military?
Wasn't in the military.
But if you were in the military,
what would you have done?
You ever see
Zero Dark Thirty?
Oh, the film, yeah, yeah.
Yeah.
Something like that.
We are literally just
a crime scene clean-up crew.
A crime scene clean-up crew,
are they life-long cleaners,
or what?
One of them wants
to be an MMA fighter,
the other is a military vet
and the other, well,
we don't know much about him.
You don't know much about him?
How long have you people
been working together?
A year or so.
A-a year. And-- and-- and--
and you don't know anything
about him?
Whatever happened
to getting to know people?
Jesus.
I worked as a janitor
for three days, you know,
and I knew my co-worker's
favorite Christmas dish.
Janitor to criminal kingpin?
What a success story.
Well, yeah, I--
I am the fucking man.
Boss?
Yeah!
We have an issue.
Are you drinking fucking tea?
Tea!
Yeah. I am-- I'm-- I'm--
I'm-- I am drinking tea--
Is that your fucking issue!
Drinking tea?
No, no, no, no, no.
O-- O'Connor got a really
weird text from Diarmuid--
Spit everything out.
I have lost my patience
with you.
All right, all right, all right,
all right.
We went to check on him
and he--
He was floating in his pool.
And?
And he-he wanted to talk.
You see?
So we headed over
to O'Connor's.
Yeah.
Who were his connections?
Well, Danny and Jack.
"The first method for estimating
the intelligence of a ruler
is to look at the men
he has around him."
Yeah.
Machiavelli.
Machiavelli, yes.
You are making me look
like a fool.
Oh!
Rob.
I will get the fucking money.
You better, because next time
this gun won't be empty.
Oh, Jesus.
I don't like this.
Charlie, what the fuck
are you doing?
Not now, man.
Now's exactly the right time.
Charlie, come on,
you've been doing so well.
Oh. Fuck.
Things are about to get
so much worse.
Let's go.
Worse?
Wait, Charlie,
why don't you like this?
Go.
What the fuck are you doing?
Go.
Charlie, I don't--
Knock.
What?
Knock.
Fuck.
This isn't ding-dong ditch.
Knock.
Fucking hell.
Sometimes I really fucking
hate you, Charlie.
Yeah, well, get in line.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Yeah, one more.
Right now.
Guess they're home.
Ooh.
That's why you made me knock,
you fucker.
I had to see
if somebody was home.
You done good.
- You done good.
- Hand over the case.
Time to go to work.
Oh, you go to it.
Oh.
Come on.
Come on.
I'll be taking this.
Fuck.
What the fuck!
Nonsense.
How you feeling, buddy?
Ah-- All my fucking
ribs are broken.
Yeah, you'll survive.
Who's that?
I won't take down
the Commission
with somebody who won't kill.
I'll kill.
Yeah.
Think about the money.
Meagan.
Yeah.
That bastard has Meagan.
Blow his fucking
brains out.
I can't do it, Charlie.
Yes, you can.
Point the fucking gun at him
and kill him.
Okay.
Put your finger on the trigger.
Yeah.
Breathe in.
Pull it and it's over.
I'll be waiting in the car.
Oh, Alex, what have you done?
Excuse me.
- What?
- The cleaners,
they killed O'Connor and-and
escaped the fucking ambush.
Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!
I'm fine. Yeah, I'm--
I can tell.
Fine.
I take it things went well.
It went great.
Chuck?
Are you fucking high again?
Sick of this shite.
Yeah, cleaning up blood?
Me too.
No, what I'm sick of
is you throwing your life away.
It helps me.
We've both been down
the same road.
You've got to find a better way
to deal with it.
I'm fine.
How long are you planning
on living like this?
I was thinking forever.
Forever won't be long
if you keep this up.
One can only hope.
Hey, there's our killer.
I just want all this
to be over.
It will be, soon enough.
Did you let him get high again?
Did I what?
I'm gonna see
if I can get anything
more out of that
wee leprechaun.
Where's his phone?
I'm not his fucking sponsor.
Oh, yes, you are.
Not, not, not, not, not,
not times a thousand.
Yes, yes, yes, yes.
You all right, Charlie?
Yeah.
Fuck.
Alrighty, son,
where're you from?
Why do you care?
I don't.
Do you have kids?
No.
Well, I do.
They suck, but I like
keeping them alive.
So tell me.
Who's the most important
contact in this phone?
I already gave it
to the other guy.
Mm-mm.
You gave him a name,
but not the name.
There's a contact
for emergencies in here,
always is.
It's labeled help.
Ah, yes, there we go.
Clear my name, too.
Shut the fuck up.
Oh, it isn't Danny.
None of your fucking business.
But I do have a deal
to make with you and your boss.
Ah.
Where shall we meet?
You'll be all right.
First one's
always the hardest.
Anything else?
Eh, no, nothing more.
I'm just headed out for a while.
Where you going?
Oh, get something to eat.
Oh, could you get me some
medicine, please, for my tummy?
Absolutely.
Chuck, vegan?
Yeah.
You know, I still
don't believe you.
What difference will it make
if I lie to you?
We're still kicking your ass
either way.
No, no, no, no, no.
Nobody's kicking my ass.
No.
Then why do you care
who they are?
Do you want to know
why you're still alive?
Sure.
Because I want you to be.
That's the only--
The only reason I need.
I could kill you at any point
and you wouldn't change a thing.
Yeah.
But there is a bit
of a thrill knowing that, uh,
maybe, just--
Just maybe you know I could kill
you in front of them.
They-they care about you,
so I-I'm going
to use that,
yes, to crush them
in their final moment.
So, uh, don't talk
back to me.
Don't think
that you have a chance
of making it out of this,
because uh, one way
or the other, you'll die.
But just for shits and giggles.
Let's leave it up to God.
I'm an atheist.
Huh, no better time
than the present.
Last words?
Fuck you.
Ah!
Fuck!
Grab a gun, Alex.
Let's go, come on.
Fucking hell.
Oh fuck!
You can do this, Alex.
You're fucking tough, you are!
Ya!
Duck.
Charlie!
Ooh, yeah!
Oh, shit.
Danny!
The money!
Oh fuck.
Why?
Siobhan.
She fucked us.
Oh, shite. Chuck!
Would ya-- Oh, fuck.
Well, they found us.
Aye.
So I see.
Did they, uh, get the money?
It's gone.
Oh.
Probably for best.
Well, we were in too deep
from the start.
Thought you might
want these back.
Did you also have a set
of keys for my pair?
Excuse me.
I'm just curious,
seeing as you're the one
who sold us out.
I sold no one out!
I gave them back the money,
end of story.
We can go home now.
No.
There's no going home now.
We have to get Meagan
and our money back.
Meagan is dead, Al.
That's the way it always goes.
Sooner you accept it, sooner
you'll be able to move on.
Did you tell them
where we were?
Abso-fucking-lutely not!
There must have been a tracker
on the wee idget's phone. I--
You could have killed us
both with that stunt you pulled.
Not a stunt, Chuck, no.
- It was for best.
- No.
No.
The blood money--
Fuck!
Go.
Chuck?
Go. Go.
I thought I was doing-- Chuck!
Go! Now.
Get the fuck out of here!
Wait.
What?
Please, Chuck, you got to--
You-you understand how--
Go!
Charlie?
Yeah.
Do you think
that Meagan's really dead?
No.
And I'll help you find her.
And the money.
Really?
I'm not gonna lie,
I think we're friends now.
I mean, I'm not gonna sleep
with you like Meagan does.
Oh, no. Of course.
I think we're friends.
Yeah.
Yeah, we are friends.
Yeah.
Charlie?
As your friend, um,
Siobhan is right.
You do have to give up drugs,
just-- just saying.
Yeah.
Charlie?
Hmm?
One more question.
Sure, Alex.
Are you like--
Are you a war criminal?
Not officially.
Oh, yeah.
Well, it looks like
someone did their job.
Eh, and-- and--
and I counted it,
it's all there, every bit of it.
Yeah.
Ow!
Yeah.
How'd you find it?
Eh, the cleaners
turned on each other.
Very good.
"A wise man does at once--"
No.
"What a fool does finally."
No.
Machiavelli.
I-I almost got
an erection there.
That's for you.
I'm so glad I don't have
to kill you.
Oh, me too.
Me too.
Now give those officers a call
and let's finish this.
All right.
Okay.
Could-could I have
just a taste of it?
Um, no, no, you can't.
Stupid question.
Um, well, yes, it is,
but it's okay.
I love you.
Yeah, I love you, too. Yeah.
I assume you're going
to kill me now.
Mm, no.
Because God wants me alive?
What?
No, I-I-I-I--
I don't believe in God.
I just like to say it.
Then why?
Well, they're still alive
and they still have to pay,
so as long as they're out there,
you live.
Yay.
Yay.
Get out of the fucking way!
...dialed is not available.
At the tone,
please record your message.
Oh, hey, Al,
uh, I know I left you
in a bad way back there,
almost got you killed.
Now we're gonna be asking you
a few fucking questions
and you're gonna answer.
'Cause if you fucking don't--
Do you ever hear
of waterboarding?
But, um, I'm sorta new
at this friend shite
and I truly meant
to keep you safe.
I didn't want you
to end up like Meagan,
not that I'm assuming
she's dead, I just um--
Who's your boss?
Charlie!
What?
Oh, that's a bit heavy, mate.
Come on.
Anyhoo, I hope you and Chuck
are doing okay.
Uh, you give me a call
when you have a second.
I'm deeply sorry
and I would like to work it out.
Aye.
Open it up.
Yeah.
Don't bother,
I know who you are.
So, let's get down to it.
You want the briefcase, right?
No.
Yes.
I want the girl they took
with the briefcase.
Well, what are you gonna
give me for it?
Well, what do you want?
Well, money.
You know, pay me off.
No, it's my money.
You have
to give me something.
Do you know what?
I'll give you something.
Okay.
How about I not give you
a fucking bullet
in your fucking head?
How's about I not have
my friend fucking Charlie here
burn your fucking eyes out
before I put petrol
all over your fucking kids?
Okay, okay, okay.
Just promise me you'll
let me go then, yeah?
- Deal.
- Okay.
His name is Gabriel Barrett.
Okay, I don't know anything
about the girl,
but he has the briefcase
if you hurry.
There's an empty warehouse
down at the docks.
He's there.
All right? All right. Now.
Close it.
You going to let me go now?
We had a deal, I thought
you were gonna let me go.
Well, that's what happens
when you take someone's
girlfriend.
Well, Charlie,
in an ideal world,
we'd go right through 'em.
There's just the two of us.
We lose the element
of surprise, we're done.
Yeah, you're right.
We need to find
a way round back.
Let's jog on.
Oy, Charlie, get a fucking
wiggle on, son.
Shut up.
Oy, fucker, those are mine.
Disrespectful cunt.
Hey, Charlie,
let me go first, mate, yeah?
Look, I'm afraid of heights
and ladders and if I do fall,
I want something nice and
stupid to fall on, all right?
Good man.
And careful with that fucking
sword, Lancelot.
All right.
Heads, you call the wife.
Tails, you call the girlfriend.
Heads.
Fuck.
Best two out of three.
They're here.
I know. I heard.
Hm, looks like
we've got a welcoming party.
I bet that fucking handsome cunt
in the suit's Gabriel.
Right.
Here is your money as promised.
I added a little extra
for the inconvenience.
We are square, right?
Wrong.
We're not fucking square,
Gabriel.
You think a little extra's
gonna make up
for the mess you made?
I've got houses full
of dead bodies
that needs to be covered up.
Shootings in suburban
neighborhoods, for God's sake.
But-but-but we had
a situation, you know.
You understand that.
Everybody understands that.
Yeah, well, someone has got
to be held responsible.
Either turn yourself in
or you give me one
of your top men as collateral.
It's your choice.
Oh.
You're going about this
all wrong.
Always have.
"There is no avoiding war,
it can only be postponed
to the advantage of others."
Yeah, eh, that.
Not Machia-fucking-velli again.
Wait.
Wha--
Whoa.
Whoa.
Officer James
had no understanding
of how this should work.
I'll be taking over now.
And we'll be upping the take
moving forward.
"A man who's used to acting
in one way never changes.
He must come to ruin
when the times,
in changing, no longer
are in harmony with his ways."
Here we go.
You all right?
What the fuck?
Oh, fuck me.
Yeah, yeah. Come and get me
when this is over, uh?
Shouldn't we call for a backup?
What is this?
It's a crime scene cleaner.
They're not dangerous.
But--
The fuck you think
you are going.
"It is far safer
to be feared than loved.
It is far safer
to be feared than loved.
It's-it's far safer
to be feared than loved.
It is far safer
to be feared than loved.
It is far safer
to be feared than loved."
Shoot the one
with the fucking machine gun.
Goddamn it.
Bunch of fuckers!
Oy. Get up!
If you don't get off
your fucking arse,
I'm gonna personally kick
your fucking head in.
I'm still alive.
Yeah, of course
you're fucking still alive,
you fucking idiot.
Eh!
Shit!
Keep shooting.
Keep shooting!
Motherfuckers.
I'm reloading.
Did you bring a sword
to a fucking gun fight?
Come on!
Oh.
You kicked me in my fucking knee
and then tried to kill me
with a fucking sword.
Fucker.
Why the hell are you here?
How the fuck did you find us?
Chuck texted.
Meagan's alive.
We'll find her.
You can punch me
in the face once.
You earned it.
I'm not gonna
punch you in the face,
no, I'm gonna do
something much worse.
I'm gonna forgive you,
but I will hold it over you
for the rest
of your fucking days.
Sounds good to me.
Where's Chuck?
Well, that looks like
it fucking hurt.
I should fucking boot-stomp
you to death.
But I won't.
This is much better.
Gonna send your wee little
jewels up your throat, fucker.
How's it feel, man?
Shh, God, close your eyes,
sweetheart.
It'll all be over.
No, no, sweetheart.
Just close your eyes.
Shh.
Close your eyes.
Ah! Fuck. Fuck! Fuck!
Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait! Wait!
What is it?
I just have one question,
professional to professional.
Who the fuck are you people?
We're the Good Life Cleaners.
Hello, Charlie.
How you doing, me ol' son?
Come on.
Come on. Up you get.
Jesus.
Fucking heavy bastard.
Oh, boy.
It's good to see you guys.
Just shut the fuck up.
Where's the boss?
He's upstairs.
In that little room?
Mhmm.
Oh, ideal.
'Cause I happen
to bring this along.
Ooh.
I've been wanting
to try out this dumb grenade.
Now that's my type of lady.
Prick.
Shit, the money.
Uh, I-- I'll get it--
You can handle him.
Thanks, mate.
Don't, please.
Sorry.
Up there?
Yeah.
Can you handle that one?
Yeah.
Let's go.
Head's up!
Fuck!
Can't believe you're alive.
Come on, love.
That's a girl. Hey.
Anybody else in here alive,
we're blasting bodies
to be sure.
I'm alive.
I'm alive!
Fuck!
He's all yours.
Try any creepy shit on you,
did he?
No, thank God.
I'm glad you're alive.
Did you think I was dead?
Of course, I thought
you were freaking dead.
Get your fucking arse up
from behind that fucking desk.
Jog on.
Put your hands above
your fucking head.
So, you're fucking Gabriel,
are you?
That's me.
Huh!
What's your name, pal?
First of all,
I ain't your fucking pal.
Hmm.
And second of all,
I've got a shotgun here
to put a fucking hole in you
the size of Gibraltar.
And number three,
you took my girlfriend.
My name's Alex.
You read Machiavelli, Alex?
No.
I haven't read Machiavelli.
Well, there is a quote in there.
Go on.
It says, uh:
"Everyone sees
what you appear to be,
few experience
what you really are."
Fuck.
Alex, Alex.
Well, you're proper fucked now,
son.
Yeah. Why not?
It's done.
I knew he had it in him.
Hi, Meg. You all right?
I'm fine.
He didn't hurt you?
No, I'm fine.
Okay.
Get the fuck out of here.
Ah, you got that?
Why have you got your fucking
arm around me? I'm fine.
He's not comforting you,
you idget.
I got shot in the leg,
you dick.
Oh, of course, sorry.
So, what's next?
Ah, we make a good team.
I missed out the first time,
so I'd like to try it out.
You know what? I'm quite good
at killing people.
Yeah, you're okay
at killing people,
don't get ahead
of yourself now.
We should get a bigger van, eh?
Yeah.
- Oy, Siobhan.
- Eh?
What about your kids?
They're in the back.
Fine.
Absolutely. Come on let's go.
Hello.
Guys, are you there?
Are you letting me go?
I mean, we--
we had a fucking deal.
So, uh, do you start all
your meetings off
by killing the other
person's friends?
Well, I, um--
I know this one.
What?
You must read Machiavelli,
right?
Why would you assume
that I've read Machiavelli?
Because that move
that you pulled out there
was very Machiavellian.
I don't know if Machiavellian
is the way I would describe it.
"A lion cannot protect
himself from traps
and the fox cannot defend
himself from wolves.
One must therefore be a fox
to recognize traps
and a lion to frighten wolves."
Pretty clever, huh?
Sure.
Can we move on now?
Please. Please.
Do you know how much
I get paid, Mr. Barrett?
Not enough.
But I know how much
you get paid.
No, you don't.
Well, I can assume.
You know what they say
about assuming, right?
Oh, is-- Is this
a Machiavelli thing?
Never mind.
Continue.
You came from Spain.
You took over
your predecessor's
failed organization
and you turned it around
on my turf.
Now I want a cut of that.
15 percent.
I expect to be paid
at the end of each month.
and in exchange,
I will keep you
and your organization protected.
Now here is my only problem,
you killed six of my men.
You killed three of mine.
Well, we aren't exactly even.
This isn't about
the numbers.
But I am talking now
and you are in my office.
Uh, be a little respectful.
I've been doing perfectly fine
without any help
from you people.
Ah, but, you have
had help from us.
Huh?
How do you think I found you?
And the agency is cracking down
on officers taking bribes.
And I've been made head of the
task force in charge of that.
Huh.
Oh, I-- I-- I found your boys,
Officers McGrath and Long,
correct?
They flipped
before I even said a word.
So the reality is,
you never had access
to someone
on the inside like me,
and I've never had access
to money like yours.
So, yeah?
So sorry about your men,
but uh--
well, you'll be
compensated plenty
when you're running
your business
without so much
as a traffic ticket.
Now of course all this,
this is just a formality
because you really don't have
a choice.
Because if you say no,
I still have three dead officers
to bring against you.
Oh, fuck.
I don't wanna work with you.
I think you are unsufferable.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
So.
We leave it up to God.
Now if we pull this trigger
and you die,
then it wasn't meant to be
and I'll deal
with the consequences,
but if I pull the trigger
and you don't die,
then we will be
very happy together.
All right.
Eh, just in case, any last, uh,
words or something?
Nope.
No? Great.
I look forward
to working with you.
Now give me a hug,
come on!
Welcome to the organization.
Chill out, Danny.
I can't chill out.
We're stealing Gabriel's money.
Stash it in the fireplace
and take a seat.
Shall we do this?
He pays us shit.
We've earned this.
We get the passcode from 'em,
and we're home free.
My mum would kill me
if I didn't feed you.
We don't have the time.
We got shit to do.
Shit to do?
It's almost midnight.
I don't know. I could eat.
Where's this from?
Ninos.
Is Ninos open this late?
Nah, we called in a favor.
A knife and fork,
are you kidding me?
Eh, it's greasy.
I'm wearing my nice coat.
Worst pizza Ninos ever made,
it tastes like shit.
Get the case now.
Where's my money, Gabriel?
Listen, fellows,
how long have I been paying
for immunity here?
- Four years?
- Three.
And I would argue that
it's the reason you've been able
to continue building
this little empire of yours.
Three years,
and you still don't trust me.
You are still a criminal,
Gabriel.
I realize you are new
to this enterprise,
but I would question
the hypocrisy of that claim.
Now I want
to read you something.
Oh, God.
You ever read Machiavelli,
Garland?
It's Officer Garland, and yes.
I live by this shit.
I love it.
Everybody fucking loves it.
"He who becomes a prince
through the favor
of the people
should always
keep on good terms with them."
I don't understand
the relevance of this.
He's saying he should stay
on good terms with us
since he became a prince
through your favor.
Where's my money?
You'll get it.
Yeah, you've been saying that
for a month now.
You know--
I'm not screwing you here.
If I wanted out,
I would kill you both
right here, right now
in this instant.
No, you wouldn't.
Agency would be down on you
like a ton of bricks.
What a ridiculous thing
to say, man.
Do you seriously think
that if I shot you right now,
that anybody would care? No.
But if I did,
then I would have to find
two more crooked officers
and that's a hassle I don't have
the time to deal with.
So full of shit, Gabriel,
I know you're smarter than that.
"Everyone sees
what you appear to be,
few experience
what you really are."
Don't tell me, Machiavelli?
Yeah.
So, I have men picking up
the money
from one of my safe houses
tonight,
so expect the money
by morning.
Please leave me alone.
I'm hungry.
Well, fucking hell.
All right.
I guess this
is how we're doing it.
Hands on the table.
You're making a mistake.
If you would have asked me
five minutes ago
I would have said
you were wrong.
So you agree?
Yeah.
Because I didn't think
about how long
poison would take to kick in.
You're bluffing.
Just give us the case code
and you can run off
to the hospital.
You're both dead.
If Gabriel doesn't kill you
for stealing from him,
the officers will.
The officers?
Yeah, you cunt,
who'd you think we work for?
The money's a bribe for the SCA.
You're stealing from everyone.
Good.
Fuck!
Fuck!
Hot! Hot! Hot!
What?
No, I'm not in pain.
I just burned
my fucking hand off.
Good morning, Siobhan,
what do you want, girl?
Mm-hmm?
Yeah.
What? Now?
All right, all right, keep your
fucking hair on, I'm coming.
Good morning, love.
Good morning.
Fuck.
Meg, we have to go,
Siobhan's outside.
Come on.
Come on, come on, come on.
Morning.
Morning.
Hey.
Hi, Charlie.
Hey.
How stoned are you today, huh?
Ugh.
I've told him he can't live
in the van anymore
if he keeps this up.
You're the best sponsor
a guy can have.
Ah, she tries.
Try and I try.
It's a nice sponge, Charlie.
Fucking bollocks.
Fuck me, it's hot.
One of these days,
they'll come back to the scene
of the crime and kill us all.
Don't worry about it, Siobhan,
we got Charlie fucking Bronson
here to protect us.
Don't we, Charlie?
Here, mate, I've always
wanna ask you,
what did you do in the Army?
Eh, eh, eh, Chuck,
we've got blood to clean up.
Oh, that's fucking scary, man.
Oh, yeah.
Hey, there's a chance
the room might be bugged.
Just letting you know.
Yeah, thank you.
Oy, Meg,
why the fuck did you
tell him that for?
There's nothing wrong
with having a little fun.
Take fucking these.
He's a junkie.
He doesn't need
to have any more fun
than he's already
fucking having.
He's having your fun, my fun,
get a fucking wiggle on.
Fucking fun?
Fucking blow job and a bowl
of fucking corn flakes
would have been fun.
How are the kids, Siobhan?
Eh, wish I never had them.
Yeah, well,
you chose to adopt them.
I didn't know
they'd be arseholes.
Yes, you did.
Hey, why don't you adopt me?
I always need a new mummy.
But I know you're an arsehole.
Couldn't get into university,
now you're stuck doing
this shite.
When we get married,
we'll open our funeral home,
Meagan and Alex's Funeral Home.
Do you know what,
we could call it,
"The Good Death Funeral Home."
What do think, Siobhan?
Do you wanna invest a little
bit of money in me fam?
Come on, mummy.
What do you say, Siobhan?
Ah, ah, ah. I'm the reason
the two of you are together,
my involvement here is done.
I am fucked.
Did you just do coke?
Hey, Al, don't you know
there's a difference
between coming to work high
and getting high on the job?
Right, first of all,
this is not fucking coke,
this is smelling salts.
Oh, well, so sorry.
Wakey-wakey eggs and bakey,
you made me miss
my cup of tea, mummy.
Oh, so it's all my fault, eh?
Yeah, actually it is, yeah.
Just quit that
sniveling shit out.
It's snowing.
- Hey, Shivs?
- Huh?
You've got to seriously
think about changing
the name of your fucking
cleaning company.
I know.
Hey, Charlie.
Huh?
You found any government spyware
yet?
No, not yet, but--
Well, you just keep looking,
sweetheart.
Okay.
You're fucking awesome.
Whoa. Shit.
That whistle for us, Chuck?
Yeah.
Did you actually
find something?
Fuck off.
Did you two set him up to this?
Yeah, but it was a joke.
You can't joke with Chuck.
I'll take a look, all right.
All right.
What the fuck?
Siobhan?
Hmm?
There's a fucking suitcase
in the chimney.
Well, pull it out.
All right.
Fucking hell.
What the fuck is that?
Not our business.
Just hand it back
to the peelers,
tell them they suck
at their job.
Hold on.
What if there's something
really exciting in this case?
All the more,
not my problem.
Meagan, we don't know
what's in this fucking suitcase.
And we don't know
who it belongs to.
What if it's money?
Let's say it's a life-changing
amount of money.
You could retire,
I could open a funeral home,
Alex could propose to me
because I've been waiting
five years, but he's too focused
on all this to pull the trigger.
Siobhan?
If that's your game,
take the case.
I want nothing to do with it.
Everyone, back to work.
Right.
Good work, hey.
Alrighty then, that's it
for this bloody house.
Give me the case.
Is it yours?
You police?
No, I didn't think so.
I don't get paid enough
for this.
Come on, this goes to--
Hand it over.
Get out of my way.
Look, just give me the case
and I'll be on me way.
I'll give you a case.
Here, Siobhan, you wanna
fucking stop this?
Who the fuck is that?
Fuck me.
Well, Siobhan,
it would seem you're involved
in this now.
Are you stupid?
No.
This goes back to the peelers
straight away.
No cops.
Why not?
Oh, fucking beautiful.
No, no, no,
it's not what you think.
This is cycling.
It's the gift of welfare
that keeps on giving.
Yeah, I know.
You got those smelling salts?
Yeah, I've got the fucking
smelling salts.
Well, get on with it.
Here.
Take a quick big sniff of that.
Look at me, look at me.
Do you know where you are?
Yeah.
Then get up off
the fucking floor, all right?
Come on.
Up, Chuck.
Fucking hell.
This?
This is not your blood.
Off into the garden with you,
we don't have all day.
This is what our life
has come to.
Yeah.
My dreams died
a long time ago.
Well, it's never too late
to give up on your old dreams
and focus on the new ones.
Right now my only dream
is to marry you.
All I'm saying
is the longer we wait,
the less chance we have
of having a family.
Well, we can always adopt
a couple of bastards
like Siobhan did.
Huh?
Isn't that right,
Siobhan?
Shut the fuck up.
Well, fucking here he is,
looks like Tarzan,
plays like fucking Jane.
Let's wake the arsehole up.
Let's do it.
Eh, eh, come on,
up and at them.
Up you get. There you go.
There's a good lad.
Who the hell are you guys?
Never mind
who the fuck we are.
Who the fuck are you
and what's in the fucking case?
You have no idea.
No idea about what?
I'm gonna die.
You're gonna die.
You're gonna die.
You're gonna die.
We get it.
Just kill me.
What do we do now?
Open your mouth.
Give us the code
with your fingers.
Good boy.
Why does it smell like
permanent marker?
Ahh, is that PCP?
Chuck.
Guys?
Look at this.
2 million.
Property of the Commission.
The Special Crimes Agency.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
We've got to be rid
of this cash.
Wait, wait, let's not be
too fucking hasty, all right?
Ah, no.
Oy.
It's been a long morning.
Aye!
We need to relax.
We need to settle down.
Get some fucking food,
think about this for an hour
or two and then decide
what to do with the money.
No.
Why?
I should hold on
to the case.
Why should you
keep the case?
I got the code.
I've got the fucking code.
If these spondulicks belong
to who this guy says they do,
we don't want anything
to do with them, hmm?
Hey, Siobhan.
What?
We're already in this.
Look, we opened Pandora's Box,
we found 2 million quid in cash,
we can't exactly fucking
close it again,
so if you didn't want
to be involved,
you should have said
so earlier.
But I didn't.
Well, it sounded like
you fucking did.
I didn't.
But here we are
and we can't stay
because if he's here,
there's more on the way.
Agreed.
Well, what are we gonna do?
Well, I do-- Eh,
we'll go to your place.
And the hostage?
Bringing him with us.
Ah, Siobhan?
Uh?
How the fuck do we get him
and a suitcase
with 2 million cash out
of this house
without anyone seeing us?
The hell do you mean,
the shipment was late?
It's your job to make sure
everything is on time.
You know? Is--
Deal with it, eh, yeah?
Good morning, Mr. Barrett.
Why the hell are you here
so early?
Well, I--
Don't-don't talk to me
with your hand like that.
Just weird.
Oh. Should we?
Yeah, we should.
We never received
our payment last night.
What do you mean?
The money, it never made it
to the dead drop sight.
That's impossible.
I wouldn't make this up.
Sure, you would.
What's your plan?
Push me around a little
for the big man?
Get some more money
out of me?
Set me up and take me down?
I assure you that--
"He who seeks to deceive--"
"Will always find someone
who is willing to be deceived,"
yes, I-- I know the quote.
Well, well, then you must
know I-I wouldn't
allow myself to be deceived.
I assure you,
the money never made it.
Or you want the money
for yourself.
A double bribe?
I see you are alone today.
Officer James is taking care
of other things.
Of course, he is.
So, say this is what it seems
and the money didn't make it,
what then?
When the money didn't make it,
we went to the safe house.
Oh, well, how do you know?
We are the FCA, Mr. Barrett.
Yes, you are.
Yes, you are! I'm so sorry.
Pew.
We went to the safe house
and found a bio hazard
clean-up crew.
Those are the last people
who are in this house.
Now, given this
is your safe house,
we fully plan on inserting
ourselves into this situation.
Should we do so,
you can safely assume we will be
doing our jobs
and cannot guarantee the safety
of your organization.
- Rob!
- Yeah.
Get your ass up here!
Sorry.
Mr. Barrett.
Yeah.
We will be here in three days
with a warrant.
We will serve it
unless you have the money.
Not.
Move it, Mary.
Rob, do you know
the safe house on Peyton?
Yeah, sure.
Danny and Jack
were in charge of it, right?
That's right, yeah.
Yeah.
Now, have you heard from them?
Uh, come to think of it, no.
No.
Are those dimwits
fucking dead?
I'm guessing one of them is.
Now the other is in there.
I get it, you want him alive.
Do I give a shit about him?
Eh, fuck no.
No-no, yeah, not really.
Now, I need my money
as soon as fucking possible.
One hundred thousand
fucking percent.
I'll go get it.
Go to the basement.
He's still breathing.
Let's get him out.
Oh, my fucking days.
Fucking hell, Charlie,
how hard did you hit him?
Hmm.
Come on, give me a hand.
Up you come.
Oh, fuck it.
Let me take a look at you.
He's all right.
Alex, can we talk inside?
Yeah.
Watch him.
Not yet, not yet.
What now?
I think I should be the one
to hold on to the case.
Why not me?
What?
I mean, I agree,
I think that it should be you
that holds on to the case,
but I'm a little offended
that you don't think
it should be me.
What are you talking about,
we live together.
Never mind.
I just don't trust them, Alex.
I don't trust anybody,
but you and myself.
What's the worst-case
scenario here?
The bad guys show up
and kill us?
With the money, Meagan,
with the money.
I don't know, I mean,
Charlie would blow it all
on drugs
and Siobhan
doesn't want the money.
She'd just turn the money over
and be done with it.
She can't go to the police.
We have a hostage
that she helped to take.
Not to the police,
to the Commission.
I don't trust her, Alex.
What's the deal?
She doesn't trust you.
She doesn't trust me?
Did I just hallucinate that
or you asking me that?
No, no, no, no, no.
Now to clarify,
is she taking the case?
Yeah, she wants to.
Fuck.
You have got
to stop smoking that shite.
Give the poor lass a job,
find her a boyfriend
doesn't trust me.
Doesn't trust me.
What the fuck?
How could she not trust me,
for Christ's sake?
Where's this other one,
I know there was another one
in here somewhere.
Uh, there we go.
That fucking money,
I know it'd be trouble.
All right then.
Why not?
I can't risk anything happening
to this money.
We could get married,
open our funeral home.
You know what?
I never agreed
to open a funeral home.
You did.
I don't think so,
but I do agree that you should
hold on to the case.
I'll tell everyone.
All right?
All right.
Good.
All right, guys,
I've made a decision, yeah?
I've already figured it out.
I've got two sets of keys,
one for Alex and one for myself.
Until we decide
what to do with the money,
it'll remain locked up.
Chuck and I are taking off
to get some sleep
and see my little fuckers.
Don't forget
to feed the hostage.
Chuck!
What?
I'm gonna go feed the hostage.
We got company.
What now?
I need that money.
I want you to understand
that's blood money.
That money changes everything.
For all of us.
But at what cost? Hmm?
Look at the way we're turning
against each other.
We aren't turning against
each other.
We all wanna be rich and you
want to be a pain in the ass.
You have a bit
of growing up to do.
What, Rob?
I apologize, Officer James,
I-I thought you were
someone else, yeah.
I understand.
I'm working on it.
Right. Well, have a lovely day.
Yeah, bye.
Yeah, boss!
Rob, you asshole.
Have you made any progress?
Yeah!
Yeah, yeah, plenty, yeah.
Oh, yeah?
It sounds like you're eating
fucking chips again.
You don't know
what I'm fucking eating.
- It's all you ever eat!
- Oh, no, no,
I eat other foods.
And chips are a vegetable.
It's true.
Listen--
What progress have you made?
Well--
They're at a house.
Looking right at the fuckers.
And our inside guy
with the police
says Danny is still alive.
And I figure if Danny's there,
then the case is there, too.
Well, all right.
Listen. There's been a change
of plans, all right?
I need the case tonight.
What about the cleaners?
Well, if anybody survives,
I will kill your entire family.
Well, I wouldn't blame you.
Yeah, good. Bye.
I don't know.
But you agree she was mad at me.
Well, to be honest,
everyone seems mad.
Yeah, but she was mad at me.
I don't know.
And guess what?
What?
It doesn't matter,
because we're all gonna die.
And I'm thirsty.
I got something to tell you.
What?
You're a shite boxer.
Can we talk?
Yeah.
What are you doing?
Seriously?
What?
Let me start.
I'm confused.
I'm sorry, what.
Do you even know
what you're sorry for?
For not standing up
for you against Siobhan.
For not having your back?
Right.
So, what are you confused about?
But I did stand up
for you against Siobhan.
And I did have your back.
I fought for more than you did.
Why is it up to me
to speak up all the time?
She gave you the key.
Meagan, it's like giving us
the key.
You want the truth?
Yeah, I want the fucking truth.
I was going to steal it.
Why fucking--
Let me finish!
I wanted us to take it and run.
That much money would completely
jump-start our lives together.
Siobhan doesn't want the money,
and it's in Charlie's better
interest not to have it.
That money
should have been ours.
But how does make you mad at me?
It's just the principle
of the matter.
The fucking principle?
Fucking principle?
I can't win here, can I?
Nope.
Fuck.
All right.
All right then.
I'm in.
What?
I said I'm in.
Let's steal the money.
I have fucking bolt cutters,
Meagan, the handcuffs, the keys,
they don't mean anything,
I'll cut his fucking hands off.
Are you serious?
Yeah, I'm fucking serious.
Look, all I want is you.
I'm gonna go throw some clothes
in a suitcase for me and for you
and then we're gonna take
the fucking money and run.
All right.
What the fuck is that?
Stay here.
Fuck.
Oh.
Oh, fucking hell.
Meg?
Meg!
Meg?
Meg!
Meagan!
Fuck me.
I thought you were dead.
I thought I was gonna die.
I thought we were all gonna die!
Where's Meagan?
Meagan!
Meagan!
Fuck!
Fuck!
How the fuck is this my fault?
First of all, don't raise
your voice to me.
Second of all,
who was it convinced us
to take the money
in the first place?
Ding, dang, dong,
you did, motherfucker.
Okay, so this is my fault,
but it's not about me
or the money.
Meagan's life is in danger.
She may be dead already
and you two
don't seem
to be phased at all!
If you only understood
the shite we've seen.
Fuck off.
Al, just call the police.
No cops.
Do you know what?
For the first time
in his fucking life, he's right.
No police.
It's too late for that,
Siobhan,
and remember you broke
the fucking law as well.
Now, look at me.
I need your help.
Not as a boss,
but as a friend.
I'm not your fucking friend.
You two brought this
on yourselves.
How the fuck
did I bring it on myself?
You called me at 7:30
this morning, remember?
To go to work.
And look
at where it's gotten me.
What about you, Charlie, huh?
We're friends.
I'll buy you drugs.
You can have my share.
You can have fucking Siobhan's
share, she doesn't want it.
What does helping you involve?
Fuck me.
We find out who the money
belongs to, we go there,
we kill them, we come back here,
nothing more, nothing less.
1.5?
1.5.
1 mil, Chuck.
I'm back in.
Are you?
Chuck's going, I'm going.
All right. All right.
This is what I wanted to hear.
So, what's the plan?
Pack your shite.
That guy and the money
still in the basement?
Yeah.
Alex, you take a different car.
We need a clean exit.
I'll go get our little friend.
Good.
Chuck Leavenworth
has his problems,
but he's loyal.
He'll die for this.
I just hope you can hold that
on your conscience.
I can.
If you say so.
I do say so.
Please, please.
Hi.
Sit on the fucking couch.
It's about damn time, right?
Well, we have a problem.
Yeah, no shit,
who the fuck is she?
And she's one of the cleaners.
Uh-huh, come here.
Why did you bring me a girl
and not a briefcase
full of money?
Because it wasn't fucking there.
Cleaners must have taken it
and now
she is our fucking leverage.
Who-who-who
are these people?
Well, I don't know.
What do you know about me, Rob?
Me.
You're the boss.
Yeah.
You quote Machiavelli
way too fucking much.
Yeah. Yeah.
And--
Wait. No, stop, stop,
stop, stop.
Just repeat the first one.
You're the boss.
Yeah, not just a boss, Rob,
I am that boss.
Okay.
Any other organization
can get hunted and taken down.
Right.
You know the Five Families?
Hunted.
The Cartels?
Thriving, but hunted.
Me? Us?
The Commission?
Hm.
But not us, right?
Right.
Do you know why? You know why?
Well, uh, you're gonna
tell me, aren't ya?
Yeah.
Because for seven years
I've been paying off
corrupt officers,
just to keep us safe.
Bribery is one
of the oldest traditions
in the world.
And nobody does it
better than me.
Excuse me.
Now if you don't get
the money for me,
where does that leave us?
Well, we--
No, no, no, that-that--
That was rhetorical.
No. It leaves us ruined.
Rob, I don't want to kill you,
Rob, I like you.
Ah, no, I like you, too.
Yeah, well,
if you don't have it,
I don't have a choice, man.
I'll get the fucking--
I'll get the fucking money!
Yeah, here you go.
I'll get it!
Going to get it now.
Yeah.
I'm going to fucking kill him.
Here, Siobhan, I thought
Charlie lived in the van?
He does, built this
for emergencies.
He's really hiding his fucking
American roots, isn't he?
It's like a fucking
psychopath's Disneyland.
All right, in-in we go.
Go on!
Chain him up.
Sit down there, mate.
Here.
I'm sorry, mate.
It is what it is.
Yeah, it is what it is.
Are you comfortable?
Yeah.
Good.
Siobhan? Charlie?
Shiv-- Charlie...
who you hiding from?
God.
Chuck, not now, not ever.
'Cause you know what?
Here, Charlie.
Sober Charlie can put whole
sentences together.
Hmm.
But off his fucking nut
on PCP Charlie, not so much.
It's always fucking snowing
and you're always
on the ground fucking naked
doing blood angels.
And what's the fucking crack?
Especially for a proper
handsome fucker like you.
Fine.
Good.
How about you go ask the wee man
some questions.
Oh, f-- Shit.
You're right.
I'm getting rusty.
Yeah, mate.
He'll manage.
Peek-a-boo.
Oh, not this guy again.
I was coming down
when we tied this dickhead up.
You ever search him?
No.
Amateur hour.
Come here.
Just tell me what you need.
You don't need to be
so aggressive.
I'm going up the chain.
Who's your head honcho?
I don't know.
Yes, you do.
I don't.
The Commission has a complex
power structure.
Each member only knows
a handful of others.
Finding him would be like
following a trail
of breadcrumbs.
Somewhere in this phone
is the name of your boss.
Ah, I'd love
to beat it out of you.
He would love
to beat it out of you.
Or I could just tell you.
Just tell me the name,
not what to say.
Diarmuid.
There you go.
You can work your way up
from there.
Attaboy.
Yeah?
Lovely.
Siobhan?
Yeah, well, what he said.
You're welcome.
We got a location.
These assholes only know
a few members at a time,
so we gotta go up the chain.
Well, I figured
you'd get something off of him
so I packed us a goodie bag.
Oh.
Uh, no, wait. Uh, oh.
Uh, umm.
Look at this fucking sword.
Ahh!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, Alex.
Yeah?
She's mine.
My Lord.
It's a girl.
Mhmm.
Oh, he's even got
a name for her.
Alex?
Yeah.
We're gonna have
to take your car.
I mean they'll recognize
the van.
Uh.
Righty-o.
All right.
Uh, sorry, chaps.
Oh.
Um, minor problem.
Um.
Oh, no!
My car only fits two people.
Umm.
Mmm.
Yeah.
Well, I can--
Sorry.
Ah.
Charlie, I left the keys
in the house.
Well, go fucking get 'em.
Run.
Yeah, all right.
Let's go!
You stay there, yeah?
Get the keys!
I'm gonna fucking die today.
We're going up the chain,
who's your boss?
Nothing? Dip him.
Good?
There you go.
I don't give a shit
if you're dead or alive.
Who's your boss?
O'Connor.
Reggie fucking
O'Connor.
That wasn't that hard,
now was it?
We good?
Good boy.
Oh.
Wait! What the fuck
are you doing? Stop!
Night-night.
He's fucking dead.
Yeah.
You killed him.
You never seen
a dead man before?
Not one that
I fucking killed, no.
You didn't kill this one either.
Fuck. Fuck.
Charlie, can I ask you
a question, mate?
Eh?
What did you do in the military?
Wasn't in the military.
But if you were in the military,
what would you have done?
You ever see
Zero Dark Thirty?
Oh, the film, yeah, yeah.
Yeah.
Something like that.
We are literally just
a crime scene clean-up crew.
A crime scene clean-up crew,
are they life-long cleaners,
or what?
One of them wants
to be an MMA fighter,
the other is a military vet
and the other, well,
we don't know much about him.
You don't know much about him?
How long have you people
been working together?
A year or so.
A-a year. And-- and-- and--
and you don't know anything
about him?
Whatever happened
to getting to know people?
Jesus.
I worked as a janitor
for three days, you know,
and I knew my co-worker's
favorite Christmas dish.
Janitor to criminal kingpin?
What a success story.
Well, yeah, I--
I am the fucking man.
Boss?
Yeah!
We have an issue.
Are you drinking fucking tea?
Tea!
Yeah. I am-- I'm-- I'm--
I'm-- I am drinking tea--
Is that your fucking issue!
Drinking tea?
No, no, no, no, no.
O-- O'Connor got a really
weird text from Diarmuid--
Spit everything out.
I have lost my patience
with you.
All right, all right, all right,
all right.
We went to check on him
and he--
He was floating in his pool.
And?
And he-he wanted to talk.
You see?
So we headed over
to O'Connor's.
Yeah.
Who were his connections?
Well, Danny and Jack.
"The first method for estimating
the intelligence of a ruler
is to look at the men
he has around him."
Yeah.
Machiavelli.
Machiavelli, yes.
You are making me look
like a fool.
Oh!
Rob.
I will get the fucking money.
You better, because next time
this gun won't be empty.
Oh, Jesus.
I don't like this.
Charlie, what the fuck
are you doing?
Not now, man.
Now's exactly the right time.
Charlie, come on,
you've been doing so well.
Oh. Fuck.
Things are about to get
so much worse.
Let's go.
Worse?
Wait, Charlie,
why don't you like this?
Go.
What the fuck are you doing?
Go.
Charlie, I don't--
Knock.
What?
Knock.
Fuck.
This isn't ding-dong ditch.
Knock.
Fucking hell.
Sometimes I really fucking
hate you, Charlie.
Yeah, well, get in line.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Yeah, one more.
Right now.
Guess they're home.
Ooh.
That's why you made me knock,
you fucker.
I had to see
if somebody was home.
You done good.
- You done good.
- Hand over the case.
Time to go to work.
Oh, you go to it.
Oh.
Come on.
Come on.
I'll be taking this.
Fuck.
What the fuck!
Nonsense.
How you feeling, buddy?
Ah-- All my fucking
ribs are broken.
Yeah, you'll survive.
Who's that?
I won't take down
the Commission
with somebody who won't kill.
I'll kill.
Yeah.
Think about the money.
Meagan.
Yeah.
That bastard has Meagan.
Blow his fucking
brains out.
I can't do it, Charlie.
Yes, you can.
Point the fucking gun at him
and kill him.
Okay.
Put your finger on the trigger.
Yeah.
Breathe in.
Pull it and it's over.
I'll be waiting in the car.
Oh, Alex, what have you done?
Excuse me.
- What?
- The cleaners,
they killed O'Connor and-and
escaped the fucking ambush.
Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!
I'm fine. Yeah, I'm--
I can tell.
Fine.
I take it things went well.
It went great.
Chuck?
Are you fucking high again?
Sick of this shite.
Yeah, cleaning up blood?
Me too.
No, what I'm sick of
is you throwing your life away.
It helps me.
We've both been down
the same road.
You've got to find a better way
to deal with it.
I'm fine.
How long are you planning
on living like this?
I was thinking forever.
Forever won't be long
if you keep this up.
One can only hope.
Hey, there's our killer.
I just want all this
to be over.
It will be, soon enough.
Did you let him get high again?
Did I what?
I'm gonna see
if I can get anything
more out of that
wee leprechaun.
Where's his phone?
I'm not his fucking sponsor.
Oh, yes, you are.
Not, not, not, not, not,
not times a thousand.
Yes, yes, yes, yes.
You all right, Charlie?
Yeah.
Fuck.
Alrighty, son,
where're you from?
Why do you care?
I don't.
Do you have kids?
No.
Well, I do.
They suck, but I like
keeping them alive.
So tell me.
Who's the most important
contact in this phone?
I already gave it
to the other guy.
Mm-mm.
You gave him a name,
but not the name.
There's a contact
for emergencies in here,
always is.
It's labeled help.
Ah, yes, there we go.
Clear my name, too.
Shut the fuck up.
Oh, it isn't Danny.
None of your fucking business.
But I do have a deal
to make with you and your boss.
Ah.
Where shall we meet?
You'll be all right.
First one's
always the hardest.
Anything else?
Eh, no, nothing more.
I'm just headed out for a while.
Where you going?
Oh, get something to eat.
Oh, could you get me some
medicine, please, for my tummy?
Absolutely.
Chuck, vegan?
Yeah.
You know, I still
don't believe you.
What difference will it make
if I lie to you?
We're still kicking your ass
either way.
No, no, no, no, no.
Nobody's kicking my ass.
No.
Then why do you care
who they are?
Do you want to know
why you're still alive?
Sure.
Because I want you to be.
That's the only--
The only reason I need.
I could kill you at any point
and you wouldn't change a thing.
Yeah.
But there is a bit
of a thrill knowing that, uh,
maybe, just--
Just maybe you know I could kill
you in front of them.
They-they care about you,
so I-I'm going
to use that,
yes, to crush them
in their final moment.
So, uh, don't talk
back to me.
Don't think
that you have a chance
of making it out of this,
because uh, one way
or the other, you'll die.
But just for shits and giggles.
Let's leave it up to God.
I'm an atheist.
Huh, no better time
than the present.
Last words?
Fuck you.
Ah!
Fuck!
Grab a gun, Alex.
Let's go, come on.
Fucking hell.
Oh fuck!
You can do this, Alex.
You're fucking tough, you are!
Ya!
Duck.
Charlie!
Ooh, yeah!
Oh, shit.
Danny!
The money!
Oh fuck.
Why?
Siobhan.
She fucked us.
Oh, shite. Chuck!
Would ya-- Oh, fuck.
Well, they found us.
Aye.
So I see.
Did they, uh, get the money?
It's gone.
Oh.
Probably for best.
Well, we were in too deep
from the start.
Thought you might
want these back.
Did you also have a set
of keys for my pair?
Excuse me.
I'm just curious,
seeing as you're the one
who sold us out.
I sold no one out!
I gave them back the money,
end of story.
We can go home now.
No.
There's no going home now.
We have to get Meagan
and our money back.
Meagan is dead, Al.
That's the way it always goes.
Sooner you accept it, sooner
you'll be able to move on.
Did you tell them
where we were?
Abso-fucking-lutely not!
There must have been a tracker
on the wee idget's phone. I--
You could have killed us
both with that stunt you pulled.
Not a stunt, Chuck, no.
- It was for best.
- No.
No.
The blood money--
Fuck!
Go.
Chuck?
Go. Go.
I thought I was doing-- Chuck!
Go! Now.
Get the fuck out of here!
Wait.
What?
Please, Chuck, you got to--
You-you understand how--
Go!
Charlie?
Yeah.
Do you think
that Meagan's really dead?
No.
And I'll help you find her.
And the money.
Really?
I'm not gonna lie,
I think we're friends now.
I mean, I'm not gonna sleep
with you like Meagan does.
Oh, no. Of course.
I think we're friends.
Yeah.
Yeah, we are friends.
Yeah.
Charlie?
As your friend, um,
Siobhan is right.
You do have to give up drugs,
just-- just saying.
Yeah.
Charlie?
Hmm?
One more question.
Sure, Alex.
Are you like--
Are you a war criminal?
Not officially.
Oh, yeah.
Well, it looks like
someone did their job.
Eh, and-- and--
and I counted it,
it's all there, every bit of it.
Yeah.
Ow!
Yeah.
How'd you find it?
Eh, the cleaners
turned on each other.
Very good.
"A wise man does at once--"
No.
"What a fool does finally."
No.
Machiavelli.
I-I almost got
an erection there.
That's for you.
I'm so glad I don't have
to kill you.
Oh, me too.
Me too.
Now give those officers a call
and let's finish this.
All right.
Okay.
Could-could I have
just a taste of it?
Um, no, no, you can't.
Stupid question.
Um, well, yes, it is,
but it's okay.
I love you.
Yeah, I love you, too. Yeah.
I assume you're going
to kill me now.
Mm, no.
Because God wants me alive?
What?
No, I-I-I-I--
I don't believe in God.
I just like to say it.
Then why?
Well, they're still alive
and they still have to pay,
so as long as they're out there,
you live.
Yay.
Yay.
Get out of the fucking way!
...dialed is not available.
At the tone,
please record your message.
Oh, hey, Al,
uh, I know I left you
in a bad way back there,
almost got you killed.
Now we're gonna be asking you
a few fucking questions
and you're gonna answer.
'Cause if you fucking don't--
Do you ever hear
of waterboarding?
But, um, I'm sorta new
at this friend shite
and I truly meant
to keep you safe.
I didn't want you
to end up like Meagan,
not that I'm assuming
she's dead, I just um--
Who's your boss?
Charlie!
What?
Oh, that's a bit heavy, mate.
Come on.
Anyhoo, I hope you and Chuck
are doing okay.
Uh, you give me a call
when you have a second.
I'm deeply sorry
and I would like to work it out.
Aye.
Open it up.
Yeah.
Don't bother,
I know who you are.
So, let's get down to it.
You want the briefcase, right?
No.
Yes.
I want the girl they took
with the briefcase.
Well, what are you gonna
give me for it?
Well, what do you want?
Well, money.
You know, pay me off.
No, it's my money.
You have
to give me something.
Do you know what?
I'll give you something.
Okay.
How about I not give you
a fucking bullet
in your fucking head?
How's about I not have
my friend fucking Charlie here
burn your fucking eyes out
before I put petrol
all over your fucking kids?
Okay, okay, okay.
Just promise me you'll
let me go then, yeah?
- Deal.
- Okay.
His name is Gabriel Barrett.
Okay, I don't know anything
about the girl,
but he has the briefcase
if you hurry.
There's an empty warehouse
down at the docks.
He's there.
All right? All right. Now.
Close it.
You going to let me go now?
We had a deal, I thought
you were gonna let me go.
Well, that's what happens
when you take someone's
girlfriend.
Well, Charlie,
in an ideal world,
we'd go right through 'em.
There's just the two of us.
We lose the element
of surprise, we're done.
Yeah, you're right.
We need to find
a way round back.
Let's jog on.
Oy, Charlie, get a fucking
wiggle on, son.
Shut up.
Oy, fucker, those are mine.
Disrespectful cunt.
Hey, Charlie,
let me go first, mate, yeah?
Look, I'm afraid of heights
and ladders and if I do fall,
I want something nice and
stupid to fall on, all right?
Good man.
And careful with that fucking
sword, Lancelot.
All right.
Heads, you call the wife.
Tails, you call the girlfriend.
Heads.
Fuck.
Best two out of three.
They're here.
I know. I heard.
Hm, looks like
we've got a welcoming party.
I bet that fucking handsome cunt
in the suit's Gabriel.
Right.
Here is your money as promised.
I added a little extra
for the inconvenience.
We are square, right?
Wrong.
We're not fucking square,
Gabriel.
You think a little extra's
gonna make up
for the mess you made?
I've got houses full
of dead bodies
that needs to be covered up.
Shootings in suburban
neighborhoods, for God's sake.
But-but-but we had
a situation, you know.
You understand that.
Everybody understands that.
Yeah, well, someone has got
to be held responsible.
Either turn yourself in
or you give me one
of your top men as collateral.
It's your choice.
Oh.
You're going about this
all wrong.
Always have.
"There is no avoiding war,
it can only be postponed
to the advantage of others."
Yeah, eh, that.
Not Machia-fucking-velli again.
Wait.
Wha--
Whoa.
Whoa.
Officer James
had no understanding
of how this should work.
I'll be taking over now.
And we'll be upping the take
moving forward.
"A man who's used to acting
in one way never changes.
He must come to ruin
when the times,
in changing, no longer
are in harmony with his ways."
Here we go.
You all right?
What the fuck?
Oh, fuck me.
Yeah, yeah. Come and get me
when this is over, uh?
Shouldn't we call for a backup?
What is this?
It's a crime scene cleaner.
They're not dangerous.
But--
The fuck you think
you are going.
"It is far safer
to be feared than loved.
It is far safer
to be feared than loved.
It's-it's far safer
to be feared than loved.
It is far safer
to be feared than loved.
It is far safer
to be feared than loved."
Shoot the one
with the fucking machine gun.
Goddamn it.
Bunch of fuckers!
Oy. Get up!
If you don't get off
your fucking arse,
I'm gonna personally kick
your fucking head in.
I'm still alive.
Yeah, of course
you're fucking still alive,
you fucking idiot.
Eh!
Shit!
Keep shooting.
Keep shooting!
Motherfuckers.
I'm reloading.
Did you bring a sword
to a fucking gun fight?
Come on!
Oh.
You kicked me in my fucking knee
and then tried to kill me
with a fucking sword.
Fucker.
Why the hell are you here?
How the fuck did you find us?
Chuck texted.
Meagan's alive.
We'll find her.
You can punch me
in the face once.
You earned it.
I'm not gonna
punch you in the face,
no, I'm gonna do
something much worse.
I'm gonna forgive you,
but I will hold it over you
for the rest
of your fucking days.
Sounds good to me.
Where's Chuck?
Well, that looks like
it fucking hurt.
I should fucking boot-stomp
you to death.
But I won't.
This is much better.
Gonna send your wee little
jewels up your throat, fucker.
How's it feel, man?
Shh, God, close your eyes,
sweetheart.
It'll all be over.
No, no, sweetheart.
Just close your eyes.
Shh.
Close your eyes.
Ah! Fuck. Fuck! Fuck!
Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait! Wait!
What is it?
I just have one question,
professional to professional.
Who the fuck are you people?
We're the Good Life Cleaners.
Hello, Charlie.
How you doing, me ol' son?
Come on.
Come on. Up you get.
Jesus.
Fucking heavy bastard.
Oh, boy.
It's good to see you guys.
Just shut the fuck up.
Where's the boss?
He's upstairs.
In that little room?
Mhmm.
Oh, ideal.
'Cause I happen
to bring this along.
Ooh.
I've been wanting
to try out this dumb grenade.
Now that's my type of lady.
Prick.
Shit, the money.
Uh, I-- I'll get it--
You can handle him.
Thanks, mate.
Don't, please.
Sorry.
Up there?
Yeah.
Can you handle that one?
Yeah.
Let's go.
Head's up!
Fuck!
Can't believe you're alive.
Come on, love.
That's a girl. Hey.
Anybody else in here alive,
we're blasting bodies
to be sure.
I'm alive.
I'm alive!
Fuck!
He's all yours.
Try any creepy shit on you,
did he?
No, thank God.
I'm glad you're alive.
Did you think I was dead?
Of course, I thought
you were freaking dead.
Get your fucking arse up
from behind that fucking desk.
Jog on.
Put your hands above
your fucking head.
So, you're fucking Gabriel,
are you?
That's me.
Huh!
What's your name, pal?
First of all,
I ain't your fucking pal.
Hmm.
And second of all,
I've got a shotgun here
to put a fucking hole in you
the size of Gibraltar.
And number three,
you took my girlfriend.
My name's Alex.
You read Machiavelli, Alex?
No.
I haven't read Machiavelli.
Well, there is a quote in there.
Go on.
It says, uh:
"Everyone sees
what you appear to be,
few experience
what you really are."
Fuck.
Alex, Alex.
Well, you're proper fucked now,
son.
Yeah. Why not?
It's done.
I knew he had it in him.
Hi, Meg. You all right?
I'm fine.
He didn't hurt you?
No, I'm fine.
Okay.
Get the fuck out of here.
Ah, you got that?
Why have you got your fucking
arm around me? I'm fine.
He's not comforting you,
you idget.
I got shot in the leg,
you dick.
Oh, of course, sorry.
So, what's next?
Ah, we make a good team.
I missed out the first time,
so I'd like to try it out.
You know what? I'm quite good
at killing people.
Yeah, you're okay
at killing people,
don't get ahead
of yourself now.
We should get a bigger van, eh?
Yeah.
- Oy, Siobhan.
- Eh?
What about your kids?
They're in the back.
Fine.
Absolutely. Come on let's go.
Hello.
Guys, are you there?
Are you letting me go?
I mean, we--
we had a fucking deal.