The Making of 'The Crew'

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Rats, put the f***ing gun down,

will you?

Here we go, boys.

Keep it up.

Go, go, go, go, go!

Open the door! Open the door or

I'll blow your f***ing head right off!

- Down! Down!

- F*** off.

Shut that f***er up

and get him on the f***ing floor.

Liar! Come on!

Are you f***ing joking?

It's a f***ing dud.

F***'s sake. It's a f***ing dud!

Steady, let's f***ing go.

Let's go. Let's get the f*** out

of here. You're a f***ing arsehole!

... 96.7 news.

The mutilated remains

of a man have been found...

The body

of a Liverpool businessman...

The body has been

identified as Leo Murphy.

... also known

as Leo the Pig.

He is believed to have had ties

with Liverpool's gangland.

You're paying that lot, aren't you?

What is the point?

- They didn't know it was empty.

- I'm serious.

So am I.

That lot do not give a f*** about you!

Let me tell you what happens

if I don't pay that lot.

That lot take on their own jobs,

that lot f*** it up and the sh*t

lands on my doorstep again!

Doing it this way

guarantees that doesn't happen.

Where are you going? Keith is expecting

you to be over there later on.

- Keith will get his money, Debs.

- What, all of it?

- No, not all of it. He'll have to wait.

- What do you mean, have to wait?

- Dad.

- Doesn't...

Can I go to work with you?

- Because my mate...

- Can you...

- Get your bag.

- My mate, Ben Milton.

He goes to work with his dad.

Come here. You're never

going to go to work with me.

- Why?

- You're too clever for my line of work.

- Ben...

- No. Shh, shh.

That's why I send you

to that big, posh private school.

You got your lunch? Come on, tiger.

- Sweetie.

- Bye.

- Morning, gorgeous.

- Morning.

- Hey, Pam.

- Ged.

- Hi.

- Hey. You OK?

I'm fine. I'm fine.

Let's put the sparkle

back in those eyes.

What? Pam, do you know what time it is?

Are you and mum going to get divorced?

- Where have you heard that?

- Well, you don't like each other.

You're always arguing.

Stevie, me and your mum love each other.

People fight all the time.

It doesn't mean they're gonna split up.

It's all right, though. I mean, I know

loads of parents who have split up.

Well, we're not.

- There you go.

- Thanks, Dad.

No problem.

I'm late.

- See you, Dad.

- See you, son.

Francis, what now?

Cheers.

Leo did what he did and he took

his chances. Look what happened.

I'll do the wake.

All right, I'll see you then.

Stay out the way till Moby turns up.

Then come in.

Get rid of that f***ing lot, as well.

All right, lads.

Richie, stay out the way.

- All right, lads.

- All right.

- Lads.

- All right.

- It's a piece of sh*t anyway.

- Yeah, tell me about it.

All right, lads. Phones. Come on.

Come on. Stop f***ing about.

Ooh! Ooh!

You dirty b*tch.

- You looked at that brochure yet?

- Yeah.

- And?

- And what?

Are we going

the full horse and carriage?

- Well, how much is it?

- I've told you.

Well, tell us again.

Fully monty, white ponies, white trap,

footmen in full livery, the whole works,

plus a contribution to the church,

hall, food...

- How much?

- It's your son's first communion.

I'm just asking

where I need to be on it.

The way your side drinks,

we're talking ten.

Ten grand?

Oh, Anthony. Think on it, though.

It'll be a day to remember.

A day we'll never forget.

All right, f*** it.

Tell the priest I'll be in to sort it.

He'll be here in a minute.

So you'd best pop your knob

back in your pants, you dirty bastard!

What's happening, Mobe, lad?

Hey, Mobe.

- Heard the news, lad?

- What?

You know Leo the Pig?

He's been done in, hasn't he?

They f***ing ripped

the fat c*nt to bits, mate.

- When did this happen?

- Last night, it was.

See you later, Mo.

# Oh, no

# Don't go down to Doledrum

# Oh, no... #

Jimmy, pint for Mobes.

- Boys.

- Mobes.

- So what's it like?

- It's flash.

- Is it?

- Yeah.

Phone, Moby, lad.

- What's this I'm hearing about Leo?

- Anyone know who done it?

- Serbs.

- Russians.

Be them or that Kosovan firm.

F***ing animals.

Don't know what this city's coming to.

Don't know where you stand no more.

Whoever done fat Leo

must have been f***ing nuts.

Or out to make a point.

You don't leave a body

out in the f***ing open.

- Yeah?

- It's Paul.

- Which Paul, soft lad?

- Paul the Hom. For Ratter.

Rats, you expecting some homo?

- Homo.

- Let him in, George.

Didn't know you had a date.

Come in, then.

- Rats, I just need a word.

- We were just talking about Leo.

Yeah, I heard. Nasty stuff.

- Mind you...

- What you having, lad?

- Brandy and diet.

- Mind you what?

- Well, it's just, who's gonna step up?

- What do you mean?

Leo had a big operation,

didn't he?

It leaves a f***ing big hole

in terms of trade.

What the f*** are you talking about?

Alls I'm saying...

is a firm, the Brennans,

in this city is well respected.

Am I right? And yous are already

like that with Franner.

- Our Gerard's like that with Franner.

- Look, alls I'm saying is if we...

If Gerard's all right with it and that.

But if a firm like yourselves

was to step up to the plate...

Are you with me, boys?

- What kind of dough we talking about?

- You f***ing serious?

We're talking about taking over Leo

the Pig's whole f***ing thingio here.

We're talking f***ing Brewster's, boys.

You f***ing owe me, Jimmy, and it's

gonna have to be a very f***ing big one

to make up for that shambles yesterday!

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