The Rise & Fall of a White Collar Hooligan Page #5

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Anywhere between

250 and 300 a night per card.

But then we ditch the card after one use

and then we move onto the next one

and the next one and so on and so on.

- Yeah, it's still theft, mate.

- Mike, we're not mugging people.

We're not stealing from grannies.

We're not walking into a jewelry shop

with a shotgun

giving somebody a f***ing heart attack.

The money's all insured. The only people

that lose are the f***ing banks.

They're the biggest c*nts of all

and you f***ing know that.

So how are you supposed

to get rid of this many cards?

It's just you and f***ing Dr. Spock

as far as I can see.

Mate, it's a big game and we are

a tiny drop in a very large ocean.

Look, mate, when you start with us,

you'll be a runner.

Every team has four runners

and a supervisor.

I'm the supervisor of this team.

Every night you'll take 25 to 30 grand

depending on what the machine

will let you withdraw.

That means I take back 100 to 120 grand

every night for my team of four.

That team of four is multiplied

by another team of four,

so every night

I drop 200 grand to my boss.

- And who's that?

- Don't worry about that for now.

Mate, all you've gotta do

is take 100 cards

and empty a couple of cash machines

every night,

and for that I'm gonna give you

1,000 a night in cash.

What do you say?

It's money for nothing.

Guys, guys, guys. Shut that off.

- This is Mike. Mike's the new guy.

- What happened to McClurg?

He's with another team now, OK?

Mike stepped up because of the vacancy.

Yeah, but I don't know this guy.

They don't this guy either.

So excuse my paranoia here, mate.

Do us a favour, lift your shirt up.

- You're all right. I don't lift shirts.

- I'm not f***ing kidding.

- You need to lift your shirt up.

- Get the f*** off me! You prick.

Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey.

Back off, Topbeef.

- Lift up your shirt, for f***'s sake.

- What?

He just wants to see

you're not wearing a wire.

- I'm not wearing a f***ing wire!

- Right, so f***ing prove it.

Mike, please.

- You happy now?

- Ecs-f***ing-tatic. Thank you.

Topbeef, get the cards.

Get the cards.

Come on, ladies, we've got work to do.

These cards aren't gonna f***ing do

themselves. Jamie, you're gonna drive.

Dan, stop f***ing doing drugs as well.

I can smell it

in this f***ing apartment.

What are you doing?

What the f*** are you doing?

- What?

- What are you doing? I said let's go.

- I'm rolling.

- Oh, you're rolling. OK.

Well, f***ing...

Come on, for f***'s sake

- All right, all right.

- What are you looking at?

Goon.

Shouldn't we have a lookout?

We're on a main f***ing road here.

You're using a cash machine.

Get on with it. For f***'s sake.

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