7 Cases

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Police. Stop.

F*** off!

- He's got me!

- F***, we gotta get across my end.

Next time, we need

a getaway driver.

Why did you park the

car so f***ing far away?

Sh*t! He's right on our ass, mate.

Put your foot down.

Keep it running.

Oh, watch out!

Sometimes

life deals you a bad hand.

This game we all play turns ugly

and people get hurt.

Fifteen years ago,

people got hurt.

And it was down to us,

down to me.

When you're the

wrong side of 45,

and you've done time,

life's not easy.

You don't live,

you survive.

But survival is not

enough for me.

When you've felt the highs

and tasted the rewards,

everything else just

feels like treading water.

I may not have ever

earned an honest living

and money isn't

the key to happiness.

But when you've got nothing,

you crave like a

junkie craves a hit.

Scrabbling for enough to

live is the only incentive

anyone needs to think

outside of the law.

It just takes guts

and an opportunity.

Mitchell was my

right-hand man.

My partner in crime, literally.

We grew up on the same estate,

went to the same school,

stole our first car together.

Mitchell, to the register,

please. Mitchell, to the register.

I haven't seen him

since we went down.

From what I've heard,

he's as f***ed as I am.

We haven't got a hope

and hope is all we need.

Pint, please, mate.

Make that two, please,

mate. I'll get these.

Floyd.

What the f*** are

you doing here?

I came to find you, d*ckhead.

How are you?

Yeah, fine. Yeah.

Why are you really here?

We haven't spoken

in what... 10 years?

It's 15.

Look... Are you happy?

Are you comfortable?

You're having a laugh.

I work in a f***ing pound shop.

I've got f*** all.

I did seven years

for what happened.

I only did four.

Yeah, well, you showed

a bit of remorse, didn't you?

I was young and stupid.

Mitch,

it wasn't our fault.

We may have caused it,

but we didn't plan it.

You've done your

time, it's over.

Yeah, maybe.

Look, now more than ever,

I wish I lived a normal life.

But we've burnt our bridges.

There's no turning back, Mitch.

Look at us two, scraping by

on nothing. I want more.

Yeah, I want more and all.

But it ain't gonna happen.

We can't just start again.

We can't pull any jobs anymore

'cause we don't know how.

You need a computer degree to

understand sh*t these days.

Banks are the only

places who got cash.

And the security systems

are so sophisticated,

I would not know where to start.

What if I've found somewhere?

Somewhere that we can do.

Where?

It's in town.

It's a sh*t load of cash

and very little in

the way of security.

What? Guns and masks?

Exactly, an old school blag.

We can do it.

Well?

We don't do this anymore.

We don't even know

each other anymore.

I get up every...

Every morning.

I spend half an hour

just cursing my back.

I'm popping more pills now

than I did in the '90s.

Fine.

Then spend the next 10 years at

the pound shop. It's your call.

It's not my call.

It's all there is.

I don't want to live like this.

Then help me.

We can do this together.

One more job.

Then we can just get

the f*** out of here.

Spain, Florida, you name it.

What, you're off?

We'd have to.

I've got no one to stay

here for. Have you?

No. No one.

How much?

- What, the take?

- Yeah.

Half a mil.

500 grand.

250 each?

We're gonna

have to pay a driver.

I'm not cutting anyone else in.

You know someone?

I do know a guy who'll

do it for 10 grand.

He doesn't want to know

any details. He just drives.

Where'd you find him?

He was recommended.

Plus, he's got a place where

we can lay low overnight.

He's good.

I'd have to check him out.

Oh, f*** it. I've gotta

get back to work.

Don't worry about it.

Look, I'll meet you later.

Uh, well, I finish at 6:00.

All right?

This company deal in cash loans.

You've probably seen them on TV.

Yeah. Yeah.

4,000% a**holes.

That's the ones.

Now, most of it happens online

but the poorest people,

the ones who really need these loans,

they haven't got the Internet.

And if they have, it's

probably been cut off.

They go into the stores

and collect the cash.

This is the head office.

It all comes here

- into a float.

- Hmm.

What, a vault or something?

It's a small vault.

A simple double key lock.

Now, they have got a time delay.

How did you know that?

I've been watching

the place for weeks.

Every Monday afternoon,

4:
00 p.m.

one or two blokes

turn up with cases

and go inside to

deliver the cash.

Now, the cases are

strapped to their wrists,

but they're not using security.

They're only moving small amounts of cash

at a time, just topping up the float.

I've been asking

around about this driver geezer.

No one's got a clue about him.

How did you find him?

Right, I'll be honest with

you, Mitch. He found me.

But he checks out.

Right? And the fact that he

hasn't got a reputation

just means that he's careful.

I mean, who wants a reputation as a crim?

All right.

Assuming I'm in,

- when?

- Two weeks.

You need to quit your job.

Right, if you don't turn up on the day,

it'll just look bad.

In fact, get fired.

Start f***ing things up,

it'll look much better.

Yeah, that's easy enough.

We got to get it right.

No...

- No fucks ups.

- No f*** ups.

No f*** ups.

Big one, Mitch.

You ready for this?

F***ing ready.

Let's have it.

Let's f***ing have it.

No f***ing about.

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