Sexy Beast Page #3

- You happy here?

- Yeah. Very.

What did Jackie say?

- Just that something was happening.

- Which it is. And?

- You were planning something.

- And you said?

I didn't say much, just listened.

She put a question to you.

- Yeah.

- Which was?

That you thought of me.

To which you said?

She probably told you.

Told me nothing.

- Look, Don...

- Look, Don?

- It's like this.

- Like what?

I'm...

retired.

Are ya?

'Fraid so.

I haven't... not got lots

of money. I got enough.

I'd do anything not to offend you,

but I can't take part.

I'm not really up to it.

- Not up to it?

- No, I'm not.

I see.

- I'd be useless.

- Useless.

- I would be.

- In what way?

In every f***in' way.

Why are you swearin'?

I'm not swearin'.

I'm gonna tell you a little story.

I know a bloke who knows a bloke

who knows a bloke.

Hello?

Now, you know this bloke.

- Do I?

- This is a bloke you know.

Is that Mr Logan?

- Who's this?

- Hello, Mr Logan.

- Hello.

- What you doin'?

- Watching telly.

- What you watchin'?

Nuffin'. Is that Stan?

Course it is, you c*nt.

Stan Higgins.

Wants me to put a team together.

Eight men. Strong.

Ain't afraid of graft.

It's gonna take all night.

Good boys, gotta be good boys.

Reliable. Positive attitude.

That's very important.

Very important.

That's what we're looking for, Don.

Who's behind this, Stan?

Who do you think?

- Who do you think, Gal?

- I dunno. Who?

- Who?

- Teddy.

Teddy?

Teddy Bass.

Mr. Black Magic himself. Teddy Bass.

Months ago,

he gets invited to this party,

massive place on the Bishops Avenue.

Wild party, orgy.

Orgy?

Said it was f***ing incredible.

Arses everywhere. Doin' everything.

Wanking, spanking...

F***ing...

Cocaine, camcorders...

Like ancient Rome.

How are you feeling, Teddy?

Are you all right?

Having fun?

Yeah, it's a gas.

What you staring at?

Who's he f***in' sitting next to?

Who's he f***in' sitting next to?

Teddy, this is Harry,

chairman of Imperial Emblatt.

Only the f***in' chairman

of Imperial Emblatt.

Heard of that?

No.

That's cos they're one of those

sniffy lot, don't need publicity.

The back of your head.

What did you say?

I'm staring at the back of your head.

Well, don't. Stare at the back

of your own f***ing head.

Like Standard Gradings TMD,

remember them?

Yeah, safety deposits, late '70s.

That's it. Only these are bigger.

Much bigger.

Men or women?

Oh...

definitely.

This chairman's

not such a big prick.

He knows who Teddy Bass is.

What he is, what he's up to.

But does he care?

- Does he, f***.

- Thank you for that, Harry.

I've been looking

for somewhere safe for that.

It's been in the family

for donkey's years, generations.

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