Level Up Page #4

Where is it?

Where's my f***ing phone? Where's my phone?

Where is it?

Where's my...

He took my phone.

- Have you been robbed?

- Yeah.

I've been robbed. I had it

when I went in the room.

Now it's gone.

Where is it?

- I don't know! I don't know!

- Don't f*** with me.

- Where's my phone?

- I didn't take no one's phone.

Yeah, shut up. I know what he's done.

I know what he's done.

I saw him dropping

the stuff to his mates

through the window in that room.

That's what you f***ing did,

didn't you, you motherf***er?

I'm gonna go down. I'm gonna go

down and speak to his mates.

I'm gonna go down

and I'm gonna roughen 'em up.

Roughen 'em up.

That's what I'm gonna do. I'm

gonna f***ing sort 'em out.

Oi!

Oh, sh*t!

You f***ing prick!

Come on.

Sh*t!

Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!

Get him!

Come on.

You gonna order something, boss?

Yeah, I'll get

a double beef Bangla burger.

With chips, yeah?

I'm all right.

5.50, Bruv.

I didn't want any Mayo.

- It's garlic sauce, innit?

- I don't want any.

Give me another burger

without mayonnaise.

It's not Mayo.

It's garlic sauce.

Give me another burger!

What, what is it?

Are you the manager?

Yeah.

Sorry, um...

Is there a problem?

Can I use your toilet?

Yeah.

Down the hall.

What's going on?

What is the problem?

Stupid customer, innit?

Wait!

What are you doing?

Don't call the customer stupid.

Don't think about

customers like that.

You get out!

Bloody waste of space!

You gonna order something, Bruv?

Yeah, I'll get

a double beef Bangla burger.

- With chips, yeah?

- I'm all right.

Your clothes. Off.

Just f***ing get it done!

Hey... What is that back there?

What were you watching?

- What is that?

- Watching?

Yeah.

Nothing.

I'm not watching anything.

- What are you doing there?

- I saw you earlier filming me.

You're part of this, aren't you?

I want you out.

Get out!

Get back! Get back!

Get back! Get back!

Drop the ladle!

Drop the ladle.

Drop it.

Is this a game? Huh?

Is this a game you bet on?

Huh?

Take my girlfriend, nearly

kill me, for a f***ing game?

Are you a part of this?

Who are you?

I just make the burgers.

I know nothing.

This isn't real.

None of it's been real.

This gun is...

Isn't gonna kill anyone.

It's not even real.

You f***ing...

Sh*t!

- You motherfucking... You shot my leg!

- I'm sorry.

- You f***er! Mother...

- I'm so...

- I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

- You f***er!

You motherfucking Bhenchod!

He shot my bloody leg!

Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!

I'm sorry, Anna.

I'm sorry for everything.

You're an arsehole.

Come on then!

No!

Get your f***ing hands off me!

No! No! No!

No!

F***ing... f***!

No! No! No!

No!

No!

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