Mr Inbetween

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You're not worried?

About what?

What if he's booby-trapped the bags or something?

I mean, the last time you tried to dig up a stash,

I nearly got my fuckin' head blown off. Remember that?

Hmm?

Got to be careful.

Get out.

So where is it?

- It's pretty close. - How close?

Just over there.

Let me tell you something.

If you move from this spot before we get the cash,

I swear to fucking God, I'll blow your head off.

- Understood. Right.

Money better be there.

It's there.

What about the cuffs?

What about 'em?

Well, I can't get very fucking far

with these around my legs, can I?

Well, that's the point.

Come on, mate. Fair is fair.

: Fair is fair. Fair is fair.

Uh-huh.

Oh, you fuck!

Oh!

That's for Vinnie, you prick.

What direction?

- Over there. - Where?

Over there.

- This way? - No, stop.

No, left.

Go left.

A bit more.

Keep going.

Straight. Bit more right.

- Bit more right. - This way?

Yep, straight.

- Keep going. - Keep going?

Yeah, yep, there.

- Here? - Yeah.

- Fucking hell, mate. -

Put some fucking elbow grease into it, Ray.

I got something.

- Oi! - Hey! Damn it.

Ah, fuck!

Who the fuck is that shooting?

Fuck!

Fuck!

- Dave? - Oh, fuck!

You... What the fuck are you doing?

Fucking idiot!

Don't crack the shits.

: Come on.

Around here.

- -

What the fuck?

Come on.

Careful, it's barbwire. What have you done?

Think I fucked me back.

- Who the fuck is this clown? Gaz, Dave.

Pleased to meet you.

You the one doing the shooting? - That's me.

So why the fuck wouldn't you tell me about that, Ray?

Well, I figured it'd be better, mate,

if you didn't know what was going on.

We're never gonna find him now,

so let's just go get the money, eh?

Yeah, let's do that.

- - What the fuck was that?

Fucked if I know. Come on, let's go.

Which way is it?

That way.

Come on.

Fuck.

- Ah!

Fuck was that?

It's a full moon.

So it's a werewolf, is it?

- No, I'm just saying. - Mm.

- -

- Fuck. - Fuck this shit.

- You go, Gary. - No, you go.

- Go together. - All right.

Come on.

: Ray!

Hmm. Mm-hmm.

Happy?

Yeah, we're happy.

Beauty.

You all right?

Come on.

Hmm. Okay, come on.

Knock, knock.

Entrez vous.

I'm gonna pick up Britt.

She's at netball, so...

Back in about 15.

Okay.

Uh, hey, I was going to ask you.

Would it be okay if Britt and I

spend a little one-on-one time today?

Mm. You want me to take you somewhere, or...

No. Would be good just to hang out here, I think.

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, cool, mate.

You want anything down the street?

No, I'm all good.

All right, mate. I'll see you in a bit.

Mm.

: Yeah.

"Thy husband in thy bosom there lies dead;

"And Paris, too.

"Come, I'll dispose of thee

"Among a sisterhood of holy nuns:

"Stay not to question, for the watch is coming;

Come, go, good Juliet, I dare stay no longer."

"Go, get thee hence, for I will not away.

"What's here? A cup, closed in my true love's hand?

"Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end:

"O churl! Drunk all, and left no friendly drop

"To help me after?

"I will kiss thy lips;

"Haply some poison yet doth hang on them,

"To make die with a restorative.

"Thy lips are warm.

"Yea, noise? Then I'll be brief.

"O happy dagger,

"This is thy sheath;

There rust, and let me die."

Bravo!

Bravo.

Very good.

Let's do it again.

Done.