like what?
antiques? what the fuck do we know about antiques? we rob post offices and steal cars, what the fuck do we know about antiques?
ok gary, we call each other kenny, all right?
can't you pull that stocking down further, kenny?
what are you doing, kenny?
kenny, you twat, does it look like these people have got any money? they can't even afford new furniture. we've got the guns; now if you don't mind . . .
i thought you said no staff, bazza!
you should see what they did to poor gary.
gary, get back into the van!
gary, gary, if you can hear me, i think we better get you back in the van now, ok?
next time we do a job like this we gonna want more money, or we are going back to post offices and cars.
there are no others.
i don't know what you mean.
not in the cabinet there wasn't. there was a couple of old hammer-lock muskets the butler was carrying; they were ours, and we sold 'em!
they were . . .
that's no way to answer the phone.
sure is.
you know those shotguns i sold ya, well i need 'em back.
i got the money to pay for 'em.
if we can't get 'em, we can't get 'em.
we made a deal for everything inside the cabinet.
yeah, bazza, what?
that was hatchet horrible harry.
we're in the spite. they were his fucking guns that we sold; we gotta find 'em.
follow that car, gary; he's got the fucking guns.
we gotta get those guns.
listen, i don't care who lives in there; all as i know it's got to be preferable to death by hatchet.