Snatch Page #2

I'll give you that.

But I got no time for grouses.

Feed him to the pigs, Errol.

What the f*** are you two looking at?

If you got to deal with him, just

make sure you don't end up owing him.

Then you're in his debt.

Which means, you're in his pocket.

And once you're in that,

you ain't ever coming out.

I hear he's a good fighter,

so I'll use him.

I'll be doing you a favour, boy.

What he means is,

I'm doing him a favour.

Because everybody knows nobody takes

a dive in my fights. Unlike his.

Here, Errol, I don't think

he likes me.

You don't like me, do you?

Don't know what you mean.

I do know I can't wait to get

out of here. It stinks.

My fights finish prompt so we can get

out before the authorities find out.

Play your cards right

and I'll sort you out.

You can sort me out by showing me out.

It's hard to make a living

in boxing, so now and then...

...you do something

against your principles.

Basically, you have to forget

you got any.

Are they Lancashire pigs?

Who's talking to you?

Oh, yeah, Tommy.

Brick Top loves Tommy.

Don't let me down.

You don't want to let me down, do you?

See you ringside.

Boris, Franky-f***ing-Four Fingers...

...has a diamond the size of a fist.

I have told you it's in the briefcase

connected to his arm.

I sent him to you to buy a gun.

What more do you want me to do,

hit him for you?

But don't you hit him either.

Americans can't know it was Russian.

It will come back to me.

You're my brother, so think like it.

Get somebody else to steal that stone!

I don't want it getting back to me.

And don't have him killed.

It will raise suspicion.

So don't use idiots for the job.

He'll stay in London a couple of

days before he goes to new York...

...so move quick. Okay?

One more thing.

It might help.

He loves to gamble.

Eighty-six carats?

Brilliant cut, beautiful make.

A beautiful stone.

You're a good boy, Franky.

And you did a real good job.

Now when do you get back?

I got to move the melees and the two-grainers here,

get a better price. Couple of days.

-Talk to my cousin Dougie.

-Doug The Head?

And Franky....

-And what?

-Stay out of those casinos.

You did a good job, bubbe.

-Don't go screwing it up, all right?

-I hear you, Avi.

I'll see you, Avi.

Eighty-six carats.

-Where?

-London.

-London?

-London.

-London?

-Yes, London.

You know, fish, chips, cup of tea...

...bad food, worse weather,

Mary-f***ing-Poppins. London!

Not for me.

That's Doug The Head.

Everybody knows Doug The Head.

If it's stones and it's stolen,

he's the man to speak to.

Pretends he's Jewish.

Wishes he was Jewish.

Even tells his family

they're Jewish...

...but he's about as Jewish

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