A Very British Gangster Page #4

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I'm not saying I'm part of his cr...

I'm friends with Dominic,

do you know what I mean?

- He's looked after me.

- You clearly get respect when you go...

Oh, yeah, you do.

Everywhere we go,

everywhere we've been with him, isn't it?

They always... Everyone shakes

your hand everywhere you go.

I suppose you do get a bit of a big head

standing next to him and all that.

He's genuine, man.

He's a proper caring person.

He's top.

Do you think there'll ever be a day

when one of you guys

are gonna turn grass on the other?

- No.

- Really?

Every criminal gang always has a grass in it.

No.

Well, unlucky for those that do,

then, isn't it?

I was kept in the cell Saturday night

and Sunday night.

No visits, no phone calls,

no letters, no mails,

no newspapers to read.

Not even a change of clothing

was allowed to be handed in.

Other prisoners got that,

but not me, of course.

You know what? The police harassment

of DJ Noonan Security.

You know all the vehicles,

you know they're all insured,

you know they're all taxed.

You ever think of going straight?

I've thought about it many times,

but sometimes it's difficult.

I'm trying to set up a security firm,

but the police won't let us go straight.

It's the way the police is

around here in Manchester.

Yeah, but the going straight

is a personal decision, isn't it?

You could go straight.

You choose not to.

No, you can go straight,

but it's just that we've got that name.

Got that reputation.

The reputation goes before the name.

But you made that reputation,

along with your brothers.

Maybe so, but at the end of the day

we don't really want to keep that reputation.

It's just stuck with us.

Stuck with us through

generations of uncles, as well.

And now our nephews

are gonna suffer the same.

As we get older, they'll suffer the same.

So, do you think you were always

destined to be a criminal

and you are always destined

to continue that work

and not go straight?

You never know what's round the corner.

You never know what...

Might win the lottery.

I've got a f***ing leather sofa

that I need to sell,

but it's f***ing bank holiday and sh*t.

No one's got any f***ing money.

Just talk to them, just tell them the story,

and then I'll go and talk to the other fellow

and f***ing get the payments down.

Yeah. Well, I can try.

I can get 500 for tomorrow morning.

All right, I'll give you a call

in about an hour,

let you know what's happening.

- All right. Cheers, Dom.

- All right. So long.

This guy f***ing got himself

into some serious trouble.

He's gone to some f***ing

really heavy gangster

and got himself into some

serious f***ing debt.

He's offered the guy nine grand

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