Just watch. Watch.
- No way. - Yeah.
- He's just hanging there. - Yeah.
Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Oh, my God. That was mad.
- I can't believe he just leapt for it. - Like a shit Jason Bourne.
Anyway, check this out. Funniest fucking cat you've ever seen.
Wait, turn it off. It's Anna. Turn it off.
Hey, hun.
- You all right? - Yeah.
I've booked a table for tonight at the Rising Sun.
- What you doing? - No, no. Just... just stuff.
- Like what? - Pretty busy, actually. Joel's here.
You know, we're just working out the finer details of the business plan. Yeah.
- Okay, is half seven good? - Half seven. Yeah, okay.
- See you later. - See you then.
- Love you. - Love you, too. Bye.
Cheeky one. Come on.
Come on.
- Hello. - Hello, Matthew?
Yeah, speaking.
Hello?
- You all right? - Are you pissed?
- Are you tipsy? - No. What?
- You stink of beer. - I stink of beer?
- No. - How many have you had?
- None. - None. No beer?
- We raised a glass. - For why? For why?
- We made a breakthrough, actually. Yeah. - In what form?
In the form of an app.
- If you want to be... - Specific about it?
- It is specific, an app. Yeah. - What does it do?
The app, the app is restaurant-based, but with a foodie app.
This is a lot of questions at this time. I mean, this...
- Oh, my God. Oh, my God. - I'm just... I'm sorry I'm late. I...
Jennifer thinks that you...
- are absolutely full of shit. - So full of shit.
- Full of shit. - Well, I love Jennifer.
- One well-done steak for you, sir. - Thank you. Wow!
- You ordered for me? - You get the same every time.
- I don't. I'm very adventurous. - My God, you're pissed.
I'm a little pissed.
- Do you want a drink? - Oh, no, I'm good, thanks.
- Are you sure? - Yeah.
- Did you feed Vivian? - Yeah.
- 'Cause the bowl's empty. - Well, she must have been hungry.
Did he not feed you, little baby? Did he not feed you?
Oh, no!
- Oh, great. Just what I fancied. - Half an hour. Half an hour. I promise.
It's a really big tournament, this.
- Do you know how ridiculous that sounds? - Yes.
Right, I'll see you tomorrow.
Thanks for another great evening.
What?
Excuse me.
What? Really?
- See if you can get off the sofa today, Matt. - Have a nice day.
Anna?
Hello, Matthew.
You're probably a little confused, so listen carefully, okay?
You will receive instructions via this phone...
to deliver a package stored inside this vest.
If you fail to deliver the package on time, Anna will be killed.
If you try to tamper with the package, Anna will be killed.
If you contact anyone whatsoever, Anna will be killed.
Okey-dokey?
Have fun!
- Shit, shit. - Hello. Which service do you require?
Hello. Which service do you require?
Don't be stupid, Matthew. This will be your only warning.
No, wait, wait, wait. I'm not the guy you want.
I'm nothing. You know, I'm no one.
Take the package to the service area of Winfield Shopping Center.
- Your contact Dmitri will be waiting for you. - I just want to speak.
- No, please, let me speak to her. I... - You're wasting time, Matthew.
- I just need to know she's okay. - Do exactly as we say and Anna won't be hurt.
No, no! Wait, wait. Wait, wait, wait!
Hello? Hello?
Hello?
Come on.
I'm sorry.
Package.
Package!
Wait.
- You have six minutes. - Wait. Just hold on a second.
Someone just tried to pull a gun on me, all right? In the train.
Someone just pulled a gun on me. They wanted to shoot me for whatever this package is.
These things happen. Meet Dmitri in the service area and deliver the package.
Easy as that. You can do this, Matthew.
Listen, I can pay you guys. If this is a money thing, we can make a deal.
- All right? I've got a credit card. - You now have five minutes.
No, no, let me speak to Anna. Wait. Please, wait. Wait!
Shit!
Matt?
Matt, is that you? It's Steve from UNI. You remember?
Help me. Some people kidnapped my girlfriend.
They're forcing me to deliver a package. I can't call the cops.
- They're watching everything I do. - Yeah, yeah, okay, okay.
Why don't you get yourself sorted out? Why don't you get a coffee?
Look after yourself. Tell you what, take another tenner. Go on, call someone.
Good luck with everything, though.
Excuse me. Hi.
Are you...
Dmitri?
No, please!
Excuse me. Sir? Excuse me, sir. Come here, please.
Excuse me, sir. Sir.
Shit!
Come on. Come on.
No.
I'm here to deliver the package.
Do I give it to you?
Is Anna here?
Where's Anna?
Come here. I'll tell you where Anna is.
Come.
Is the... the old lady...
Take your clothes off.
- What? - Your clothes. Off.
- What are you talking about? Why? - Where is the little guy?
- Wait, wait, wait! My trousers off? - Take them off!
- Okay? - I don't understand.
- Just fucking get it done already! - Wait. Just hold on a sec.
- Shut up. - You're a lovely girl, right.
Listen, I'm in a relationship. Give me my trousers. Just...
Where did you get this? This is Anna's bag.
Where is she?
Where is she? Is this a joke?
What is this place? What the fuck is going on here?
I just want to know where Anna is. Can you just help me, please?
What's this?
Wait.
You stupid bitch!
- We need to go. - Wait.
I need my trousers.
This way.
Matt.
Run.
Hi.
I'm meeting someone here. Dmitri.
Is he...
Is he on there?
Can you see him?
He is here?
Okay. My name's Matt.
Shall I just...
Can I just go through there?
Okay.
I'm not singing.
In sunshine or in shadow
Oh, Danny boy oh, Danny boy
I love you so
But if you come and all the flowers are dying
And I am dead
As dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an ave there for me...
Is that okay?
Oh, Danny boy
The pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
- Are you alone? - Who are you?
Would you like to come with me?
- You know me? - I can do.
Will you sing with me? Please!
Are you Dmitri?
Where's Anna?
Do you know what's going on here? What are they trying to do to me?
What the fuck is going on here?
They said to deliver a package. I've got to bring it here,
deliver a package to you. There's this girl, and now I'm singing.
What the fuck am I singing for?
Help me. What the fuck am I singing for?
Deliver the package. Yes.
Yeah. I can't open it.
I don't know the code.
Did they do this to you?
Who's this?
It is who you must kill.
If you do not...
they will kill her.
This is what I am to say to you.
I can't... I can't do that. I can't do that.
If you do not, they will kill her.
It is his life or hers.
I can't kill someone. I can't.
And neither could I.
Fuck you.
Fuck you!
Anna says hello. She's counting on you, Matthew.
What are you doing?
- Matt? Matt? - Oi.
- What? - Yeah, Matt. Going to the Fairview Estate.
Yeah, don't look so surprised, mate. You booked me.
Well, get a wiggle on. While I'm still young.
London's massive! London is... I've been to Paris.
It's a big town. It's a big town. There's no doubt about that.
Very, very, very, very big town. But nothing compared to London.
All the roads, all weird. All medieval. We got medieval stuff.
Don't get me wrong, our medieval stuff's better than their medieval stuff.
But our medieval stuff's easier to drive around.
Do you know what I mean? Listen, oi, you'll love this.
I had a geezer in earlier, sitting there casual as you like,
browsing through a porno mag.
Nothing horrible, just your basic top-shelf shit, you know what I mean.
But still, I mean, that ain't normal behavior is it?
- What? - Porno mag, in a taxi, ain't normal, is it?
And that's got me thinking.
Who reads porno mags anyway, these days?
You don't need it. Who would volunteer that?
Go into a shop, pick up a magazine, then you've gotta pay for it.
Surely, that is humiliating but people must do it,
otherwise they wouldn't be there, all stacked up, proud as punch,
in all their glory.
Are you all right, mate?
Only you don't look too good, if you don't mind me saying.
Shitty day.
All right, brother. We've all had 'em. We've all had 'em.
Get a haircut, man!
Who are you?
Matt.
- Fuck off, Matt. - I'm here for Keon.
What do you want?
- Just... some drugs. - Drugs?
Anything in particular?
Cannabis.
Are you police?
No.
I'm just fucking with you. Police wouldn't have looked like a limp dick.
Keon's asleep, but I'll... sort you out.
Enter.
Wait in here.
Jesus, can you smell yourself?
When was the last time you took a fucking bath? Get in there.
Sit.
Fucking sit!
Fucking pricks.
You all right?
God. Oh, my God, Anna.
I'm so, so sorry.
I didn't... I didn't know, babe. I swear I didn't know. I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
You got a smoke?
I'm fucking talking to you!
Do you understand what I'm saying? You understand? Get to fuck, you mong!
Oh, my God.
What you doing?
I need to use the toilet.
You should have gone in the lift.
Get a move on.
You two, wait in here.
Hey, where's my fucking phone, man?
- How the fuck do I know? - Give me a tip.
What's this fool sleeping for?
Hello, sweetheart.
Who are them two?
Punters, man.
Yeah?
How long am I gonna have these fucking white boys in my living room for?
I'll deal with 'em now.
Hey, have you seen my phone?
What did you want?
One, one bag.
One bag?
Yeah.
What the fuck is a one bag?
You know, just... one bag.
I'll give you a special. Heavy smokers only.
Three grams for 120 quid.
It's pollen. It'll fluff out.
Fuck's sake.
- You can owe me. - Hey! You take my phone?
You take my fucking phone?
Well, someone did. Someone took my fucking phone.
- This'll be fun. - Hey, listen, am I a fucking dickhead?
You playing that fucking game while I'm talking?
Where's my phone? Where's my phone? And what the fuck are you laughing at?
- You think it's funny? - I wasn't laughing.
No one is leaving here until I get my shit. You understand?
You think this is a fucking joke?
- Him. The other one. - Get up. Do you have my shit?
- Do you have my shit? - No. No.
No? Well, someone does. Where's the other white boy?
You understand me? You understand the words coming out of my mouth?
Where is the other white boy?
You. Where the fuck have you been?
Where the fuck have you been, boy?
You stole my phone.
You stole my phone. Yeah. He stole my fucking phone.
You stole my fucking phone! Where is it? Where the fuck is it? Where is it?
Where's my fucking phone? Where's my phone? Where is it?
Where's my... He took my phone.
- Have you been robbed? - Yeah.
I've been robbed. I had it when I went in the room. Now it's gone. Where is it?
- Where is he? Don't fuck with me. - I don't know! I don't know!
- Where's my phone? - I didn't take no one's phone.
Shut up. I know what he's done. I know what he's done.
I saw him dropping the stuff to his mates through the window in that room.
That's what you fucking did, didn't you, you motherfucker?
I'm gonna go down. I'm gonna go down and speak to his mates.
I'm gonna go down and I'm gonna roughen 'em up. Roughen 'em up.
Right now, that's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna fucking sort 'em out.
Oh, shit!
You fucking prick! Come on.
Shit! Shit, shit! Shit, shit, shit!
Get him!
Come on.
- You gonna order something, boss? - Yeah, I'll get a double beef bangla burger.
- With chips, yeah? - I'm all right.
- 5.50, bro. - I didn't want any mayo.
- It's garlic sauce, innit? - I don't want any.
- Give me another burger without mayonnaise. - It's not Mayo. It's garlic sauce.
Give me another burger!
- What... what is it? - Are you the manager?
Yeah.
Sorry. Is there a problem?
- Can I use your toilet? - Yeah.
Down the hall.
- What's going on? What is the problem? - Stupid customer, innit?
Wait! What are you doing? Don't call the customer stupid.
Don't you think about customers like that.
You get out! Bloody waste of space!
You gonna order something?
Yeah, I'll get a double beef bangla burger.
- With chips, yeah? - I'm all right.
Your clothes. Off. Just fucking get it done!
Hey!
What is that back there? What were you watching? What is that?
- Watching? - Yeah.
Nothing. I'm not watching anything. What are you doing?
I saw you earlier filming me. You're part of this, aren't you?
- I want you out. Get out! - Get back! Get back! Get back! Get back!
Drop the ladle! Drop the ladle. Drop it.
Is this a game?
Is this a game you bet on?
Take my girlfriend, nearly kill me, for a fucking game?
Are you a part of this? Who are you?
I just make the burgers. I know nothing.
This isn't real.
None of it's been real.
This gun is...
Isn't gonna kill anyone.
It's not even real.
You fucking...
- Shit! - You motherfucking...
- You shot my leg! You fucker! - I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so...
- Mother... - I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
You fucker! You motherfucking bhenchod!
He shot my bloody leg!
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!
I'm sorry, Anna. I'm sorry for everything.
You're an arsehole.
Come on!
Get your fucking hands off me!
No! No! No!
Fucking... fuck!
No! No! No!
Hello, Matthew.
Well done. It's over.
She's just through that door.
You should be proud.
You got to see who you really are.
It's been fun.
Anna! Anna!
Anna?
No.
Is this what you want?
For me to kill someone?
Is this what you want?
I want to know who I am.
You don't have to do this.
I do.
Matt, what... What's happened to you? Matt! Matt!
What's happened to you? Matt, please... What's happened to your face?
Who has done this to you? Matt, please.
Matt... Matt. What are you looking at? Look at me.
- What happened to you? Please talk to me. - Hey, wait, wait.
Have you been here the whole time?
Yeah, of course, I... I don't think...
I'm so sorry.
Hi. Yeah. Yeah, it's all sorted.
Well, he saw the fake photograph.
It was a good bloody game, though. So...
Who's next?
Oh, fuck's sake.