London Calling

["Hypersexual" Performed by Rêve Ft. Bank & Ranx]

Dressed as a horse.

Walk in the park.

Fucking hell! Come on!

Look, it's not me you're after. It can't be.

Yeah, it's not the first time I heard that.

I'm telling you, this is a mistake.

Nice try, horsey.

Horse? I'm a donkey!

Not from where I'm standing.

Listen, I am Freddy Darby's wife's cousin.

Sure you are. Everyone's related to Darby.

- -Oh, fuck!

- -Fucking hell.

Right, just stand still for a second, would you?

I am standing still.

Huh, that is a donkey.

Oh, shit.

That is Freddy Darby's wife's cousin.

Oh, boy.

Hey, I fucked up.

Thanks.

So how much time do I have?

The family's already talking.

They think it was a low-level hitter.

But it's only a matter of time before

Darby pieces it all together.

How the hell did this happen, Tommy?

I don't know.

It was dark. It was in the alley. I couldn't-

Wait, wait. You didn't go, did you?

Go where?

How many times have I asked you to have your eyes checked?

I don't need fucking glasses.

Clearly you fucking do.

I'm talking about a horse, and a donkey.

Who the fuck can tell the difference

between a horse and a donkey?

Anybody. Literally anybody.

We have fucking Attenborough for that.

Look, Tommy,

no one can take away the good you've done over the years.

Ever since you first came out here,

you ask anybody, who did it best?

They'll tell you. Tommy Ward.

And that still means something.

But this business of time catches up with you.

Legs slow down, hands start shaking.

Shit hurts for no reason.

It's a new era.

You've got to know when to put it down.

Shit!

Yeah. You better leave town tonight.

Can you buy me some time?

No. No, you can't do this.

It's the first place they'll look for you.

Not if I get there first.

God damn it, Tom.

Look, I need to see him.

Yeah. Well, you lost your privileges.

Don't tell me you lost your bloody mind, too.

Come on, two minutes. That's all I ask.

I might not be coming back. Please, Jodi.

Are you drunk?

No.

Are you high?

Not currently.

Ah, hi ya, Tom.

Hey, Ricky.

What's going on?

Just having a little private chat with my ex-wife.

Right on. You want to come on inside?

-No! -No.

Alright.

Just wait here.

So, how's work?

-Good. -Yeah?

How's work for you, Ricky?

Good.

-How're the students? -Rascals.

-Yeah. -Yeah. Love 'em.

It's an all boys school, right?

Yeah.

-There we go. -Ricky.

Um, honey...

your dad's going on a trip, and he wanted to say goodbye.

But I thought you said he lost his privileges.

Yeah, he did, love. I'm just doing him this one last favor,

because I feel really bad for him, okay?

Because he's a loser.

Exactly. A loser.

Two minutes.

Hey. Hey, buddy. How are you doing?

Fine, I guess.

Good... look, buddy.

I did a stupid thing, and I have to go away for a little while.

Mom says everything you do is stupid.

Huh. Well, not everything.

I did one thing right.

But I...

I love you very much.

And one day I'm going to come back here,

and we're going to give this thing a real shot.

But in the meantime, I need you to be the man of the house.

I need you to look after your mom, even though she sucks.

I want you to respect her, and I want you to

listen to everything that she tells you to do, okay?

What about Ricky?

Ricky's a bitch. Don't listen to anything he says.

But Mom says he's a better man than you.

Mm.

Well, I guess...

then you need to be a better man than the both of us. Okay?

Time's up, Tom.

Come here.

-I love you, bud. -Bye.

Come on.

I'm going to come back-

Yep.

You're all set. Got your one-way ticket out of here.

Flight leaves Heathrow in two hours, but, um...

But what?

You're not going to like it.

["We Like To Party" by The Vengaboys]

Fuck you, Harry.

Asshole! Learn how to fuck'n drive!

Hey, Benson... Benson, can you hear me?

Where the hell are you?

He called and said you were an hour late.

Yeah, I'm on my way. I'm stuck in traffic.

Oh, traffic? It's LA, you douche...

there's always traffic.

How come you didn't leave earlier?

I did.

No, you didn't. You're lying.

No, I'm not. You don't know that.

Fuck you. I do know that. Now listen.

This guy thinks he's going on a job with you,

so just keep it simple, kill him quickly.

Harry vouched for you, which is the only

reason why you're still doing jobs for me.

So if I were you, I would move my ass!

Get there now, and start acting like a goddamn professional.

- -Hey, I am a prof-

Fuck! Darya!

Darya, are you messing with the TV?

Darya!

Enough with the blender!

What's going on with the cable box?

- Nothing. - Nothing?

What is going on?

Where're you going?

Homework?

That's not a place.

Ah... the park. To do homework.

Let me take a look.

Wow. They're still making you read this shit?

Mm. A lot of good that did.

Nothing but a generation of just soft pussy boys.

What they ought to do is take your whole nerd herd

and keep you on that island for real. Toughen you up.

You know that character in here, the fat one, Piggy?

Don't be like him.

And no more D's.

If I have to have another word with your teacher,

I'm gonna have to have another word with you.

You understand? Go.

Oh, and Julian.

If I find out that you and your nerd friends