Most scenes together: Turkish & Tommy (12), Vinny & Sol (12), Bullet Tooth Tony & 'Cousin' Avi (9)
All bets are off.
I'm not in here to make a **** bet.
'Preciated, but all... bets... are... off. If all bets are off, then there can't be any money can't there?
I ain't **** buying that.
Well that's handy, 'cause I ain't **** selling it. It's a fact.
Boris the Blade? As in... Boris, the Bullet-Dodger?
Why do they call him the Bullet-Dodger?
Bad Boy Lincoln What has he got a tea cosy on his head for?
Bad Boy Lincoln Well, what happened to him?
He got shot in the face, Lincoln. I would have thought that would be obvious.
Bad Boy Lincoln What'd you do that for? You mistake him for a rabbit? What'd you want me to do about it?
Sort it out.
Bad Boy Lincoln I'm not a **** witch doctor.
But you are a bad-boy yardie, and bad-boy yardies are supposed to know how to get rid of bodies.
Bad Boy Lincoln I create the bodies. I don't erase the bodies.
I don't care if he's Muhammad I'm Hard Bruce Lee. You can't change fighters.
No, it's a moissanite.
Bad Boy Lincoln A what-a-nite?
A moissanite is an artificial diamond, Lincoln. It's Mickey Mouse, mate. Spurious. Not genuine. And it's worth... **** all.
Anything to declare?
Yeah. Don't go to England.
It had previously occurred to me that the pikey had taken the demise of his mother rather lightly. For every action, there is a reaction. And a Pikey reaction... is quite a **** thing.
What the **** is that?
Heh heh. This, is a shotgun Sol.
It's a **** anti-aircraft gun, Vincent.
So, I wanna raise some pulses don't I?
You'll raise Hell. Never mind pulses.
You are on thin **** ice, my pedigree chums, and I shall be under it when it breaks!
Why are we stopped here? What's wrong with that spot over there?
It's too tight.
Too tight?! You could land a jumbo **** jet in there.
You ain't from this planet are you, Vincent? Who is gonna mug two black fellas, holding pistols, sit in a car... that's worth less than your shirt?
What have they got to do with anything?
They're both staring straight at me.
You should never underestimate the predictability of stupidity. Now, out the car. And leave the water pistols behind you.
It's a campsite. A Pikey campsite.
Ten points.
What're we doin' here?
Buying a caravan.
Off a pack of ****in' pikeys?! What's wrong with you! This will get messy!
Not if you're here.
Oh, you bastard! I ****in' hate pikeys!
Franky Four Fingers I have stones to sell, fat to chew, and many different men to see about many different dogs, so if I am not rushing you...
Slow down, Franky, my son. When in Rome...
Franky Four Fingers I am not in Rome, Doug. I am in a rush.
So what should I call you, "Bullet"? "Tooth"?
You can call me Susan if it makes you happy.
No thanks Turkish. I'm sweet enough.
