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I could not take everything, Michael.

It was at Luton.

- Everything?

- It has kept some ...

Where is my bed?

Mama no one there, one I had when I was little.

We could not keep everything Michael

we had no place.

My bed is still in Luton?

Luton.

It has never changed, is not it?

My mother used to say:

"Stay with what you love."

Two things had not changed.

I knew Luton and ...

I knew Uncle Jack.

And Uncle Jack knew everybody.

And while they did not know they were not worth the blow to be known.

- On vacation?

- No.

I want to know my name.

How do you go?

I'm going to kill the queen.

- Then you go to London.

- No.

At Luton.

I can not believe my eyes ...

Come my boy,

You came just in time for cocktails.

Your attention ...

Ladies and gentlemen dressed as women,

Let me show you my favorite nephew.

Recement released from the will of his Majesty.

Mickey Peterson.

Assie up,

my child.

Miss Magnificent will bring you a cocktail.

Michael

It is a pleasure to meet you.

Ho, Jacky said he was awakened in you party inside.

Thank you.

His face torn.

Kiss should be fun.

It is remarkable that a mustache you got there.

I admire your education.

I always knew you had artistic talent.

It's a big boy.

What does the future to

Michael Peterson?

Ambition is the virtue of all great men.

He will stay with us.

Agree?

If it suits you.

No more than you.

It's very hard.

Wonderful.

Uncle Jack was always aware of the rumors.

It appeared that there was a former prisoner who was with me at Luton.

- Peterson.

- You smoke?

- Yes.

- How long did you stop?

- 10 years.

- Damn!

Make me a cup of tea, please.

Let's go.

So?

Interested?

Damn obviously I am.

You seem very much Mickey.

Fit ...

Tough.

Powerful.

You could make you money.

Not bad money ...

Everything you need is a name.

I'm sure Mickey will do.

No, you need a ...

... name of "war".

Like a movie star.

Charlton Heston.

Listen ...

Everyone has done a cheese

on Charlton Eston, was a count.

You're more the kind of Charles Bronson.

Charles Bronson ...

Yes ...

"A Death Wish" ...

It will have its effect.

Charles Bronson.

What do you look?

Confess you look at me, Charlie.

- You want to paint your nails?

- No.

- Where it comes from?

- Fighting.

- And that?

- Fighting ...

Fighting ...

You are very manly eh?

Do you mind if I touch your arm?

My god.

It's huge.

You should ...

What?

You ... You should not ...

What a darling?

You should not heat a guy like me ...

Ho really?

Where's the f***ing money?

Ah ok ...

Come!

Where is the f***ing money?

T'essaye of m'entuber right?

Not like Oliver Twist.

You have to make a name.

- I have given you the pure magic just now.

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