All the Devils Are Here (2025)
Director: Barnaby Roper
Writer: John Patrick Dover
Stars: Eddie Marsan, Sam Claflin, Burn Gorman, Tienne Simon, Suki Waterhouse, Rory Kinnear
Plot: Secluded in the middle of Dartmoor, Four thieves find themselves hiding out with nothing to do but count the money and time to kill.
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All the Devils Are Here (2025) | Transcript
[VIBRANT MUSIC PLAYING]
[PIGS GRUNTING]
[PIGS SQUEALING]
[WIND HOWLING]
[SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING]
[INDISTINCT CLAMOR]
[GRADY SCREAMING]
RONNIE: Where’s the kid?
[INDISTINCT SCREAMING]
[OBJECTS CLATTERING]
GRADY: Adios, big man!
[GUNSHOT ECHOING]
[CAR ENGINE RUMBLING]
RONNIE: I wanna tell you some things. If I don’t, it’ll bother me that I didn’t at least try. I know people my age who started washing dishes in a restaurant when they were kids, and then you fast forward 30 years and they’re still there working front of house in the same bleedin’ restaurant. It’s pathetic in a way, but it’s what we all do. Rinse and repeat, day after day, year after year. Nothing changes. But what I do isn’t like washing dishes or showing people to their tables. What I do, it leaves a residue, a stain that never goes away.
It just accumulates in layers until it covers everything, until nothing is good. So I wanted you to know I’m gettin’ out. I’m done. I can’t do this anymore.
[MELLOW ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOOR KNOCKING] [CLOCK TICKING]
HAROLD: Yes?
Ronnie Blake.
RONNIE: Harold.
Mr. Reynolds is, um…
He’s sorry he can’t be here in person.
That’s all right. I understand.
How’s the family?
They’re fine, you know.
They’re fine.
No.
Thirty-year-old Glenfarclas?
I’m knockin’ it on the head.
Doctor’s orders.
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
If that was me, I think I’d look for a new doctor.
Your girl?
She must be, what, 16 now?
She’ll be 20 in June.
HAROLD: Twenty?
All grown up. [CHUCKLES SOFTLY] If memory serves, I saw her in my 20th during one of my…
not infrequent sojourns at Her Majesty’s pleasure.
But we can’t go back though, can we?
No.
We can’t go back.
They say that there’s no honor among thieves.
In the organization we’re in, everyone has a price.
But not you.
You know why that is, don’t you, Ronnie?
It’s because you understand honor.
And you understand loyalty.
We know you’ll do it right.
That’s why the old man has so much faith in you, Ronnie.
You’re a soldier, a man he can rely on.
[INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
HAROLD: The last of a dying breed.
[GUN COCKS]
GRADY: Three!
[BEEPING] GRADY: Two!
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
GRADY: One!
[OVERLAPPING SHOUTING]
ROYCE: Hands up! Get away from the desk!
Put your hands up now!
You stay where you are!
You stay where you are!
GRADY: All right. Come play with your friends.
[HOSTAGE 1 GROANS]
RONNIE: There’s two more downstairs.
This shouldn’t take long.
No one moves, no one talks, and then no one gets hurt.
Please nod if you understand.
Good.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[EXHALES DEEPLY, SIGHS]
GRADY: With these sacks on, I can’t tell which one of you is cryin’.
[WATCH TICKING]
[SIGHS]
GRADY: Is it you?
[HOSTAGE 2 PANTING]
[GRADY GRUNTS]
[HOSTAGE 3 GROANING IN DISTANCE]
Don’t stop. Keep going. Keep going!
[HOSTAGE 3 SCREAMING]
Go and check it, man.
GRADY: Yes, boss.
[HOSTAGE 1 BREATHING HEAVILY]
[DOOR OPENING]
[GRADY WHISTLES]
[DOOR CLOSES]
[GRADY WHISTLES]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[HOSTAGE 4 WHIMPERS]
[PHONE CLACKING, DINGING]
[SECURITY GUARD] Help me!
[GRADY WHISTLES]
[OBJECTS CLATTERING]
[GRADY WHISTLES]
[SECURITY GUARD] Help!
[WHIMPERS]
What have you been up to?
Hmm?
[DIAL TONE BEEPING]
Weren’t you listenin’ to the old fella?
No one moves, no one gets hurt, and all that.
[SECURITY GUARD BREATHING HEAVILY]
GRADY: Blah, blah, blah.
[DIAL TONE BEEPING]
Nah.
I don’t think so.
And that…
that’s just plain rude.
[GRUNTS]
[SECURITY GUARD GROANING]
I can’t see what I’m bloody doin’ now.
[COUGHS] Please.
Now, that’s better.
Please. Please.
Please.
[GRUNTS, SHOUTS]
[RONNIE GRUNTS]
What the fuck do you think you’re doin’?
Your man here was trying to call the cops.
His hands are tied behind his back.
How the fuck was he gonna do that?
He was gonna cut ’em loose.
I got here just in the nick of time.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
Right.
[GRUNTS] [GASPS]
Let’s get the fuck outta here before you kill someone else.
[GRADY PANTING, GROANING]
Sorry.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
GRADY: He drives like my grandma.
ROYCE: Shut up, man!
GRADY: I’ve seen hearses go faster than this.
[ENGINE REVVING]
[POLICE SIREN WAILING]
Keep it steady.
[LAUGHS]
See, I told you we’d be all right.
[LAUGHS]
Gun it.
[ENGINE ACCELERATING]
[POLICE SIREN WAILING]
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
That’s the last of ’em.
All right, but how?
How do you know that?
RONNIE: ‘Cause I’ve done this sort of thing before.
You get a sense for these things.
Look out!
[ALL PANT]
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
You were supposed to keep your eyes on the fucking road!
Fuck. GRADY: Where the fuck did you get your license?
ROYCE: It just stepped out!
I don’t think we hit it.
Definitely didn’t hit it.
[RAIN PATTERING]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
ROYCE: Well?
ROYCE: We didn’t…
We didn’t… [SIGHS] It don’t matter. Do you think that we…
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
RONNIE: We go.
Now.
[ENGINE REVVING]
[“FOLLOW THE PATH OF THE STARS” PLAYING]
♪ I’ll find a better
life For you ♪
♪ The stars have said
Our love’s untrue ♪
♪ And just because
We shared a lie ♪
♪ There is no reason
For a soul to die ♪
[VOCALIZING]
♪ I’ve got a soul And
you broke my heart ♪
♪ Find a new scene
And let us depart ♪
♪ Don’t hang around
And let yourself ♪
♪ Be caught in this ♪
[WIND HOWLING]
♪ You’ll find A
better people there ♪
♪ A friendly love ♪
♪ The kind who care ♪
♪ And not the sort like me ♪
[MUSIC STOPS]
[NUMBERS GROANS]
[WINDOW OPENING]
Numbers, is it?
Yes, it is.
Right, go on.
Uh, any police?
Not anymore.
[DOOR OPENS] Um…
Mr. Laing was explicit that there were to be no weapons beyond this point.
Oh, is that right?
Um, I’m just… telling you what his orders were.
GRADY: Yeah? And Mr. Reynolds’.
And what if I don’t want to do that?
Your clothes and your weapons, you get rid of them now.
I want reimbursing for that.
What about him?
I’m an accountant.
I’ve never held a gun in my life.
Don’t I know you from somewhere?
No, I don’t… don’t think so.
That cloth you used to clean yourself with, where is it?
[WIND HOWLING]
Get rid of it.
[ENGINE RUMBLING]
[SOFT, DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[ENGINE RUMBLING]
[BRAKES SQUEALING]
[PARKING BRAKE CLICKING]
[PIGS GRUNTING, SQUEALING]
[SNIFFS] What is that smell?
It’s country air.
You’ll get used to it.
[GROANS SOFTLY]
[EERIE MUSIC PLAYING]
[CAR DOOR OPENING]
[GROANS] Fuck me.
[PIGS GRUNTING, SQUEALING]
[SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING]
[PIGS GRUNTING]
Nah. Nah. No way.
No fuckin’ way, man.
He say anything to you about animals?
No. [LAUGHS] Oh, that’s… that’s marvelous, that is.
[DOOR CREAKS]
RONNIE: Jesus fucking Christ.
[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]
NUMBERS: There are three bedrooms, and it was Mr. Reynolds’ stipulation that I should take the upstairs room.
Why? GRADY: Why?
As I understand it, there are three stout locks on the inside of the door, and so the money will be safest there.
Fair enough.
NUMBERS: Uh, it’s just his orders.
You understand? It’s my orders.
He tell you how long we’d be cooped up here?
Just that, uh, when it’s time, he’ll send word.
It shouldn’t be longer than seven days, he reckoned.
And that there’ll be enough food and fuel for at least a week, and that, um…
we were not to leave the house under any circumstances.
[CHUCKLES]
NUMBERS: There’s a bathroom upstairs.
A toilet cubicle, kitchen, lounge, and, uh, two other bedrooms.
Two?
You two are sharing.
Oh, goody.
NUMBERS: You should get the… the money.
[MUMBLES]
[LIGHT MUSIC PLAYING]
[LIGHT SWITCH CLICKS]
[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]
I call top bunk.
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
Just don’t talk or make any kind of commotion before ten in the morning, and we’ll be grand.
[GRUNTS]
[CLACKING]
[DOOR CREAKING] [LAUGHS]
[SIGHS]
What’s that?
That is my number one girl. Stellaphone ST451.
Top of the range, stereophonic sound, and a fabulous low end.
It is rather heavy though.
I rather hoped one of you might…
give me a hand.
No.
[MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING]
[RADIO STATIC]
[STATIC]
[RADIO STATIC]
[POLICE SIREN WAILING]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[“GYPSIES, TRAMPS & THIEVES” PLAYING OVER STELLAPHONE]
♪ I was born in the wagon
Of a traveling show ♪
♪ My mama had to dance For
the money they’d throw ♪
♪ Papa would do
Whatever he could ♪
You’ll want to relax a bit, or the next few days ain’t gonna be easy.
I’m good, man.
♪ Gypsies, tramps and thieves
RONNIE: Listen, don’t think about what happened back there.
♪ Gypsies, tramps and thieves ♪
RONNIE: You gotta let it go, or you just won’t last.
You’ll go under.
You’ll drown.
You understand me?
I said I’m good.
It’s been a long day.
I’m not hungry.
♪ And Papa would a shot him
If he knew what he’d done ♪
RONNIE: Eat.
♪ Gypsies, tramps and thieves ♪
♪ We’d hear it From the
people of the town ♪
♪ They’d call us Gypsies,
tramps and thieves ♪
♪ But every night All the
men would come around ♪
♪ And lay their money down
♪ Never had schooling
But he taught me well ♪
♪ With his smooth
Southern style ♪
♪ Three months later
I’m a gal in trouble ♪
♪ And I haven’t seen
him For a while ♪
[LIGHTER FLICKS]
♪ Oh, whoa ♪
♪ I haven’t seen
him For a while ♪
♪ Oh, no ♪
♪ She was born in a wagon
Of a traveling show ♪
♪ Her mama had to dance For
the money they’d throw ♪
♪ Grandpa’d do
Whatever he could ♪
♪ Preach a little gospel
♪ And sell a couple
bottles Of Doctor Good ♪
♪ Gypsies, tramps and thieves
♪ We’d hear it From the
people of the town ♪
♪ They’d call us Gypsies,
tramps and thieves ♪
♪ But every night All the
men would come around ♪
♪ And lay their money down ♪
♪ Gypsies, tramps and thieves
♪ Gypsies, tramps and thieves ♪
♪ Gypsies, tramps ♪
♪ And thieves ♪
[MUSIC CONCLUDES]
GRADY: Dinner, is it?
Well, thanks for the invite. [CHUCKLES] No hard feelings anyway.
Why don’t we all have a drink?
Hey? Let bygones be bygones.
[DISHES CLINKING]
[“I DON’T WANT TO KNOW” PLAYING OVER STELLAPHONE]
Oh, he’s a character, isn’t he?
[CHUCKLES]
So are you lads in? Hmm?
[CHUCKLES] Come on!
Seriously?
We should be celebratin’ a job well done, not behaving like a bunch of Sisters.
It’s been a long day, and you’ve obviously had a few, which has probably affected your judgment, such as it is, but just to be clear, you and I are not friends.
We’re not even close to that.
Celebratin’ a job well done? Nah.
Your antics fucked things up big time, and Mr. Reynolds will no doubt be very keen to know exactly what happened if he hasn’t washed his hands of us already.
And he’ll also want to know why I allowed it to happen, which isn’t a conversation I’m very much looking forward to.
So I advise you… firmly, you understand, to steer well clear of me till you and I are far away from here.
And I’m gonna look forward to never having to see your fucking face again.
[EXHALES]
So that’s a no then?
♪ I love you more each day
♪ Whoa, oh ♪
♪ I don’t want to know ♪
♪ Whoa, oh, oh ♪
♪ I don’t want to know ♪
♪ Whoa, oh, oh
[MUSIC CONCLUDES]
[GRIM MUSIC PLAYING]
[GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING]
[GRADY SNORING]
[DISHES CLATTERING] [GASPS]
Fuck me.
[SIGHS]
[DOOR LOCKING]
[GRADY GROANS]
[GROANS]
HAROLD: Grady? What’s that then? Surname?
Your Christian name?
It’s my only name.
HAROLD: Mac says you saw some nasty business over the water.
Very nasty. That’s what I heard.
It had its moments, yeah.
I’ll give you that.
But now you’re looking for other kinds of work.
I was always taught the devil will prey on an idle man.
He also tells me that you don’t show fear.
You got a high tolerance for pain.
You were tortured, a way back, by some Provos.
Practically left for dead, but you never talked.
That Mac sure has a mouth on him, doesn’t he?
[CHUCKLES] HAROLD: You see, in my experience, the fear of violence is often more effective than getting your hands dirty, making a mess.
Mr. Reynolds, he doesn’t much care for mess.
I’d say that’s a philosophy that’s done him proud.
So we understand each other?
Nice and clean.
No mistakes. Yeah.
And you listen to Ronnie.
Ronnie?
Sure.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[WIND HOWLING]
[RONNIE GROANS]
Once I started working for Mr. Reynolds, I didn’t pay much attention to the world around me. What it all means. They say that if you get things down on paper, it might make sense of everything. I’m trying. Maybe it’s too late, but… I’m trying.
[WIND HOWLING]
[TAPPING INTENSIFIES]
[GRADY LAUGHING]
[ROYCE COUGHING]
Your boy’s proving himself to be a wee bit more amiable than yourself and Mr. Top of the Pops up there.
Well, there’s nothing else to do, is there?
It’s no place for a young lad, I’ll grant ya.
Trapped in the sticks with a bunch of hoodlums.
No radios. No TVs.
No cinemas or bars.
There you go.
I don’t think that’s a very good idea.
GRADY: No one’s holding a gun against his head, are they?
Besides, missin’ his lady friend, ain’t ya?
I bet the pair of ’em were at it like a couple of jackrabbits.
[SPITS] [GRADY LAUGHS]
[TOILET FLUSHING]
[NUMBERS SHOUTS]
NUMBERS: Oh, stop!
[PIPES RATTLING]
Reminds me of my old Aunt Kelsee’s place, this.
[PIPES CREAKING]
Out in the arse of nowhere, near Garvagh.
Fucking cursed, that place is.
Cursed?
Oh, yeah.
This place has got a similar ambiance, I can tell you.
How was it cursed?
Well… the story goes, the locals out in Garvagh, they didn’t care for their chieftain too much.
Oh, we’re going back a ways, obviously, but they didn’t have the balls to do anything about it.
So they hired someone, an outsider, to do the dirty work.
And he stuck a knife in the chieftain’s heart.
Blood everywhere.
[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]
But old chiefy, he was back again the next night,
[BREATHES SOFTLY]
…back out of his grave.
And he cursed the people, and he cursed the land.
See, their treachery had turned him into one of the Marbh Bheo… the walking dead.
And ever since then, nothing grows there except thorns.
[MUTTERS]
Birds won’t nest there.
The crops are no good in the fields all around.
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
And no one ever, ever goes there at night.
It’s cursed Earth, just like this place.
RONNIE: Bollocks.
“Cursed.”
Just ’cause you can’t see something… don’t mean it isn’t there.
[MUSIC CONCLUDES]
That’s quite a yarn.
NUMBERS: Oh, no, it’s fine.
[LAUGHS] Fuckin’ hell!
NUMBERS: So sorry if I startled you.
Uh, the tap upstairs is jammed, and I just wanted to get a glass of water.
Didn’t… didn’t want to interrupt.
Care to wet your whistle with something a little stronger, señor? Yes. Why not?
Say when.
[DRINK POURING]
NUMBERS: When.
Well now, there’s a man who don’t fuck about.
I’m sure I know your face from somewhere.
Did I see you at Mac’s one time maybe?
[MUTTERS] I don’t know of any Mac.
RONNIE: I have worked for Mr. Reynolds for a long time.
Does seem a bit odd that our paths have never crossed.
Well, um, usually, I… work what what you might call behind the scenes.
Well, you’re on the main stage now, ain’t ya?
Chin chin. [GLASSES CLINKS]
[GULPS] [GULPS]
[NUMBERS SLURPING]
[NUMBERS EXHALES SHARPLY]
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
Well, thanks for that.
[“LIVERPOOL LULLABY” PLAYING OVER STELLAPHONE]
♪ Oh, you are a mucky kid ♪
♪ Dirty as a dustbin lid
[MUSIC CONTINUES, MUFFLED THROUGH FLOOR] [ADDING MACHINE KEYS CLACKING, CRANK POUNDING]
[ADDING MACHINE KEYS CLACKING]
♪ Oh, you have Your
father’s nose ♪
[ADDING MACHINE CRANK POUNDING]
God.
[ADDING MACHINE CONTINUES NOISILY]
♪ If you’re not asleep
When the boozers close ♪
♪ You’ll get a belt…
[KNOCKS]
NUMBERS: One moment.
[DOOR UNLOCKING]
♪ Strawberry jam
tarts In your hair ♪
Yes? What’s with the racket?
I’m enumerating the money, as per Mr. Reynolds’ instructions.
It’s the middle of the night, and I’m trying to read.
Do you think you could enumerate it some other time?
If you insist.
It’s not as if we’re in a hurry, is it?
I don’t think our itineraries are gonna be especially crowded for the foreseeable.
♪ The beggar drinks it… ♪
I suppose not.
And you can give the music a rest too while you’re at it.
Oh, I didn’t take you for a Dickens man.
No? And what kind of man did you take me for, exactly?
It’s… it’s not that I didn’t…
[FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING]
[PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING]
GRADY: [LAUGHING] He’s wobbling, he’s wobbling, he’s wobbling!
[CACKLES]
[ROYCE VOMITS]
[CACKLES]
[CACKLING ECHOES, FADES] [MUSIC FADES]
[WIND HOWLING]
[GLOOMY MUSIC PLAYING]
[PIPES CREAKING]
[FAUCET SHUTS OFF]
[WATER DRIPPING]
[SLURPS]
[GLOOMY MUSIC CONTINUES]
[DOOR CREAKS]
[DOOR CREAKS]
[CLICKS]
[“GOIN’ OUT OF MY HEAD” PLAYING OVER STELLAPHONE]
♪ Well, I think I’m
goin’ Out of my head ♪
[TV STATIC]
♪ Yes, I think I’m
goin’ Out of my head ♪
♪ Over you ♪
♪ Over you
♪ I want you to want me
♪ I need you so badly ♪
♪ I can’t think Of
anything but you ♪
[LIGHT FLICKERING]
♪ And I think I’m
goin’ Out of my head ♪
♪ Out of my head ♪
♪ ‘Cause I can’t explain
The tears that I shed ♪
♪ Out of my head ♪
♪ Over you ♪
[ALL SHOUTING,
LAUGHING] ♪ Over you ♪
[GRADY SCREAMING] ♪ I
see you each morning
♪ But you just walk past me ♪
♪ You don’t even
know That I exist ♪
♪ Goin’ out of my
head Over you ♪
[INDISTINCT CHATTER] ♪
Out of my head over you ♪
♪ Out of my head ♪
♪ Day and night ♪
♪ Night and day and night ♪
[MUSIC CONCLUDES]
RONNIE: “It was the best of times,” it was the worst of times, “it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness.”
[DREARY MUSIC PLAYING]
ROYCE: Oh.
[CREAKS, GURGLES]
ROYCE: Oh!
[GURGLES]
Oh! [MUTTERS]
[SPLASHES]
[WATER DRIPPING]
GRADY: [MUFFLED] What the fuck have you done?
[INDISTINCT ARGUING]
God…
[TOILET BUBBLING, SPLASHING]
[WHIMPERS]
Oh…
[WATER PATTERING]
[MUSIC FADES]
[METAL CLANGING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[GRADY GRUNTS]
RONNIE: You sure you know what you’re doin’?
GRADY: I’m a man of many talents, me.
[METAL CLANGING]
GRADY: [GRUNTS SOFTLY] My uncle Jackie, Aunt Kelsee’s fella, he was a plumber.
I used to help him out in the holidays.
This system is from the dark ages though, I reckon. Rusted to buggery.
[GRUNTS] [PIPES CREAKING]
GRADY: [GRUNTS] There ya are.
[SIGHS] She’s off now.
[MUSIC CONCLUDES]
I didn’t do anything. What…
You filthy fuck. [SIGHS]
[GLOOMY MUSIC PLAYING]
[GRADY WHISTLES]
[WATER DRIPPING]
[FLY BUZZING]
[WHISTLING CONTINUES]
[LIGHTS FLICKERING]
[GRADY WHISTLING]
We’ve now reached what you might call a moment of crisis.
Still no word from Mr. Reynolds.
The food and fuel are running out, and then there’s, uh…
There’s that.
ROYCE: What if he isn’t gonna send anyone?
Mr. Reynolds?
What if he’s decided it’s too risky, so he’s just cut us loose?
What if the police have got to him?
Could be on their way here right now, for all we know.
Your imagination’s runnin’ away with you.
And what if he’s right? RONNIE: Yeah?
My best guess is that your fun and games with a certain security guard has got a lot of people sniffin’ around and makin’ a nuisance of themselves, and Mr. Reynolds needs the four of us to stay tucked away somewhere safe until they stop sniffing.
And how long will that be?
Before or after we starve to death?
Well, whose fault is that?
[JAW CRACKLES]
What if we were to split it? Between us?
RONNIE: You’re young.
I’ll bear that in mind, but I urge you to think very carefully before you say something like that to me ever again.
So just to be clear…
your plan is for us to just sit here and suck our thumbs, right?
No. GRADY: No?
No.
We send him.
[CHUCKLES] Him?
The lad can’t stay awake for more than 20 seconds.
He’ll be upside down in a ditch before he makes it off the grounds.
He’s got no direct link to the job. He’s well spoken.
We tart him up a bit, there’ll be nothing about him that’ll stir things up too much.
Well, I’m afraid that’s completely out of the question.
In my experience, when Mr. Reynolds gives an order, it’s wise to follow it to the letter.
And in this instance, as I’ve already explained, the order was that no one was to leave the house under any circumstances.
And that includes me.
Well, Sleeping Beauty…
these aren’t just any circumstances, are they?
The plumbing is fucked, you might’ve noticed that, it being the reason the whole place smells worse than a tanner’s yard.
And we’ve got food and drink for maybe two more days at best.
So right now… [YELLS] …I don’t give a fuck about your orders, you understand?
Sit down. Or what, big man?
Sit down.
Please.
[MUSIC CONCLUDES]
[SPITS]
[PIGS GRUNTING]
[WIND HOWLING]
[MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
[SNORES SOFTLY]
[MUSIC FADES]
[DOOR KNOCKING]
[GASPS]
[BREATHES SOFTLY]
[WATER DRIPPING]
[GROANS]
[DOOR KNOCKING]
[WHISPERS] Who is it? How the fuck should I know?
The police? [KNIFE CLANGING]
[DOOR KNOCKING CONTINUES]
Well, if it is, they came on foot. There’s no car.
That’s a last resort.
We don’t need another fucking bloodbath.
[DOOR POUNDING]
I’ll take the lead.
[DOOR POUNDING CONTINUES]
[ENCHANTING MUSIC PLAYING]
Hello.
Are you lost, love?
No. The boss sent me.
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
Then I suppose you’d better come in.
C: Hello. [DOOR CREAKING, CLOSING]
[FOOTSTEPS RUNNING]
RONNIE: My apologies.
They’re, uh…
They’re not properly house trained.
What’s your name?
C.
C?
GRADY: What’s that? A codename?
Short for Caroline or Cynthia or something?
You certainly look like you could be a Caroline.
In the Latin, that means a free and beautiful woman.
RONNIE: Did he say when he was coming?
The boss, I mean. Have you got any messages from him?
C: No. I don’t deal with him directly.
I was just told that I should come here to the house…
find out what you might need.
RONNIE: Well, we appreciate that.
Actually, you’ve just come in the nick of time ’cause we were starting to get worried.
Should we, uh, should we go into the kitchen?
I’m a little house trained.
RONNIE: Royce…
I’ll check the cupboards, you write it all down.
[MUSIC CONCLUDES]
Could, uh, could we have a word?
It can wait.
Ronnie, I… I need…
I don’t want to take up too much of this young lady’s time.
I don’t know about that.
It’s brought a breath of fresh air to the place, if you ask me.
Right, eggs, bacon, sausages, cheese, milk, orange juice…
[BOTTLES CLINKING]
[WATER DRIPPING]
Are you gettin’ all this down? [FRIDGE DOOR CLOSES] I can help you with that, if you like.
Skipped too much school, is that it?
Too much time out and about, gallivantin’. Up to no good.
You reap what you sow.
[NOTEPAD SLAMS]
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
[CHUCKLES]
Kids these days, eh?
Could you, uh…
Could you pop a couple of bottles of scotch on there while you’re at it?
Maybe round it up to half a case just to be on the safe side.
You have lovely eyes. Has anyone ever told you that?
Bright as a mountain stream, they are.
[MUSIC PLAYING OVER STELLAPHONE]
As I said, I apologize.
We’ve been here too long.
[CHUCKLES]
That won’t be necessary.
It’s all taken care of.
Are you sure? C: Yeah.
RONNIE: If you could get a message to the boss, it would put my mind at ease.
You tell him that what happened, what went wrong…
was out of control.
It wasn’t my fault.
I’ll see you later.
[DOOR OPENING] Bye.
God.
[LAUGHS]
Oh, she’s a right goer, I reckon.
Proper filthy.
You even think about laying a finger on her…
and you’re a dead man.
[CHUCKLES]
You’re too sensitive.
[MUSIC FADES]
I was just being hypothetical.
[INHALES SHARPLY]
[ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING]
HAROLD: It’s Mr. Reynolds’ belief that we all have a part that we’re meant to play in the world.
So, when he found you trying to make off with his Drophead Coupe on Uxbridge Street, do you remember what he said?
It was my lucky day.
HAROLD: Yeah.
And that we’d look after you.
Raise you right, provide you with a family.
[CHUCKLES]
Now, you’d seen something you wanted, and you tried to take it.
There’s nothing wrong with ambition.
Just gotta be channeled in the right direction.
And like I said, it’s his belief that, sometimes, these things happen for a reason.
What will be will be.
Well…
it’s time for you to take a step up in the world, Dennis.
Another chapter in the story that began all those years ago on Uxbridge Street.
But they don’t call you Dennis these days, do they?
[CHUCKLES] No. No, it’s Royce now, isn’t it?
Rollers that you go in for. [CHUCKLES SOFTLY] Right.
HAROLD: Yeah.
Well, Royce…
I find myself, at short notice, suddenly light on a driver, so…
[INHALES] Once again, today is your lucky day.
Opportunity knocks, it would seem.
HAROLD: So, don’t fuck it up.
[MUSIC CONCLUDES]
[DOOR KNOCKING]
I’ve been doing this for nearly 40 years.
Stealing, hurting people, serving time.
With… with a record like mine, there was never any chance for a proper job, a fresh start, rehabilitation.
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
Most of the time, if I’m honest, I never really wanted it anyway.
Much easier just to do what you know, stick instead of twist. We all do it.
Listen, I’m not you.
I’m not anything like you.
They’ll have to catch me.
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
[SIGHS] They always do, son.
They always do.
You don’t know me.
About 20 years ago…
I served some serious time… and I missed the birth of my daughter.
[SCOFFS SOFTLY]
I missed watching her grow up as a little girl.
I missed all of it.
And when I came out…
I learned that she told all her friends I was dead.
That I’d died before she was even born.
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
[WIND HOWLING]
[INHALES DEEPLY]
Anyways… [CLICKS TONGUE] They were running classes in there, inside.
And I didn’t have anything else to do, so I went.
And I learned to read and write.
Yeah, 33 years old, and I’m reading books about dogs and balloons and tractors.
Everything that I missed when I should’ve been in school, learning, but I was off being Charlie Big Bollocks instead.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
RONNIE: I was hungry for it. I was ravenous.
But it was too late.
You can tell people you’ve changed, but they’ve heard it all before.
They think you’re having them on. They don’t believe you.
And after a while, after you’ve come out, you think you’re different, you think you’ve changed… and you stop believing it too.
And then you’re standing in a marsh in Essex at midnight… and you’re digging the grave of some poor sod who said and did the wrong thing…
just like you did…
ten years ago.
Yeah, well…
Mr. Reynolds… seems to think I’m good enough.
Seems to think I got what it takes.
Well, maybe you do.
He always used to say that to me.
And that didn’t turn out too well, did it?
But it’s not too late for you.
When we finally get out of here, you get your share of the money.
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
RONNIE: You stay far away from Mr. Reynolds…
and that fucking psychopath out there.
[MUSIC FADES]
Don’t end up like me.
[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
[SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING]
[PIGS GRUNTING]
RONNIE: When I’m done… when I’m out, I was hopin’ I could see ya.
[LAMB BLEATS]
RONNIE: I probably won’t recognize you now. In my mind, you’re still a little girl. Anyway, I hope that we can do that one day. You’ve gotta have something to look forward to. Otherwise… what’s the point of carryin’ on?
[BLEATS]
♪ Yes, I’ve still
got To meet him ♪
[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]
[MUSIC SKIPPING]
[“CONVERSATIONS” PLAYING OVER STELLAPHONE]
[MUSIC FADES]
[STELLAPHONE CLICKING]
[INSECT BUZZING]
[WATER DRIPPING]
[LIGHTS FLICKERING]
[DISHES CLINKING SOFTLY]
Some of that water’s gotten into the electrics, I’d say.
And when the lights go out… then what the fuck are we gonna do?
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
Did it ever occur to you that, like the young fella said…
he’s given us up?
If he’s done that, then why send the girl?
To lull us into a false sense of security, I reckon.
Keep up the pretense.
And then?
When we’re all half mad from being cooped up in here, he sends Laing and a couple of his boys to pay us a visit, finish us off.
Then they take the money back to the boss man, and he keeps the lot.
Sure, I think the young lady’s given him an update on our situation.
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
The question is… what do we do about it?
[INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
When she comes back…
I think we’re gonna have a little fun first though, me and her.
[CHUCKLES]
Yeah, she was givin’ plenty of signals out earlier.
A wee bit o’ rough and tumble.
[BLOWS]
I think you’re mistaken about a great deal of things.
Thing is, though…
[GRUNTS] …it don’t matter what you think.
We only deferred to you because of him, and if he’s decided to fuck us over…
then I’m done deferrin’, if you catch my drift.
Right.
GRADY: So, me and the young lady, well, we’re gonna have our…
have our fun, then I’m gonna take my share of the money, and then…
I’m gonna get the fuck out of here.
That’s pretty much how things are gonna pan out, I think.
[WATER SQUELCHING]
Just leave the girl out of it.
[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]
Didn’t you hear what I just said?
Just leave her. GRADY: Oh, wait.
[LAUGHS] No, no, no, no, no, don’t…
Don’t tell me.
She reminds you of your daughter, is that it?
Yeah, about the same age, not quite the little girl who she once was.
That’s… [LAUGHS] That’s why this is such a big thing for you, isn’t it?
Yeah, givin’ it all the…
All the big man bit, but at the end of the day, you know, underneath it all, you’re just as soft as a fuckin’ teddy bear.
[GRUNTS]
[BOTH GRUNT]
You don’t know when to shut up, do you?
[GRUNTS] [MUSIC FADES]
[RONNIE PANTS]
[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]
[PIGS SQUEALING]
Help me pick him up.
[WIND HOWLING]
RONNIE: I read something once. It seemed to sum everything up. It was something like… “Hell is empty ’cause all the devils are here.” “All the devils are here.”
[FLICKERING]
[DOOR KNOCKING]
RONNIE: Can you open the door?
We need to talk.
I’m afraid I can’t at this particular moment.
Why?
NUMBERS: I’ve come down with a fever, and, um, I’m just having a little lie down at the moment, as it were.
We’ve had some issues.
Grady.
I’ve had to take care of him.
If that was necessary, I’m sure you’ve done the right thing.
A bit of a pill, he was.
Uh, I’m sorry, I really must try and get some more rest.
Uh, we can speak again in the morning.
[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]
NUMBERS: But I’ve just got a little fever.
I’m sure it’ll pass.
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
RONNIE: Oh, fuck!
Fuck!
[FOOTSTEPS STOMPING]
RONNIE: Fuck! Fuck!
[ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING]
HAROLD: I know this isn’t your usual forte, but there was little time for me to set this up, so… here’s how it’s gonna go.
You’ll be meeting three men.
Three men with a van load full of currency which, at that moment, will be hotter than the Earth’s core.
Just look after the money.
Make sure none of it goes for a stroll in the middle of the night.
Remember how we helped you out of that rather unfortunate situation?
Now it’s time to repay the favor.
Sit tight, stay put, until you get word from Mr. Reynolds.
Hmm?
Any questions, Charles?
[MUSIC CONCLUDES]
[CHOKES, SPITS]
[GROANS]
[SIGHS]
[SPITTING, GROANING]
He didn’t have the balls to finish me off then?
Why does that not surprise me?
And the electrics have finally given up the ghost as well, I see.
Hmm.
Well, this has been a right hoot, this has, hasn’t it?
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
A real humdinger.
It probably won’t surprise you, but this isn’t the first time I’ve been tied to a chair.
[CHUCKLES]
You’re awake then.
GRADY: Well, sure.
Nothing gets past you, does it?
I was enjoying the peace and quiet.
Well, you shoulda put me to bed for good then, shouldn’t ya?
Go on.
Go and get a few hours’ kip, and then we’ll switch over.
I don’t want him left by himself.
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]
Oh, now he decides to have a drink.
RONNIE: Yeah, well…
Been that kind of day.
[CHUCKLES]
GRADY: Earlier on, when we were talkin’, before you threw that electric toaster at my head…
[SIGHS]
Yeah.
Before you decided to assault me like that Well, it was the cumulative effect of what seemed like a great many days in your company.
An eternity, in fact.
Well, I was gonna tell you something.
And what makes you think I’m interested in anything that you got to say?
Oh, you’ll be interested in this particular something, I can guaranfuckingtee it.
All right, then.
Illuminate me.
Mr. Ladida up there, Mr. Never-comes-out-of-his-room, Mr. Currently-has-all-our-money despite-not-earning-a-single-fucking-penny-of-it…
I know who he is.
See, I got a thing for faces.
It just took a while for the old penny to drop.
And who is he exactly?
A fuckin’ kiddie fiddler, that’s who.
Him?
Nah.
GRADY: Yeah, it was in the papers.
Charles Hussey is his real name.
A right posh cunt.
Used to teach piano to the kids of other people with lots of money, and then he was accused of tryin’ to feel ’em up.
Case was thrown out on a technicality, but…
reading between the lines, it was pretty fuckin’ obvious he’d done it.
Now…
I’m no saint…
but even I’d draw the line at that, I would.
[SOFT, DARK MUSIC PLAYING]
Innocent until proven guilty.
GRADY: No smoke without fire.
Seven different kids it was.
Now, one…
One might have an over active imagination, yeah, but seven?
[WHISPERS] No.
No, I’m not buyin’ that.
Sticks in my craw that he stands to get a cut, especially as he wasn’t there at the sharp end, then you add in what he did to those poor, innocent…
What he allegedly did.
What I plumb fuckin’ reckon he did, and it leaves a fucking bitter taste.
Not the type of individual I’d usually associate myself with. No, sir.
You obviously have the high moral standard of someone who talks idly about raping a girl and who recently pummeled an innocent man to death for a bit of fun.
[LAUGHS]
Nobody’s perfect.
[CHUCKLES]
Why don’t we put our differences aside, you and me?
Go up there, take what’s ours, because I don’t trust that fucker to not do a runner, especially now our situation is gettin’ desperate.
He’s got access to the wheels, hasn’t he?
I went up there earlier.
He wouldn’t open the door. Said he had a fever.
Stalling for time.
Plain as fucking day.
I’ve sent out word to the boss…
[SCREAMS] We’re on our fucking own!
Isn’t that obvious?!
He’s figured that out, and now he’s about to pull a fucking fast one.
And the rest of us, we’ll be stuck here with no money and no fucking motor either!
So if you let me go, I’ll deal with the situation!
No! I know the way you deal with situations.
Now, whatever his name is, he doesn’t have the necessaries to double cross us and certainly not Mr. Reynolds either because he knows him and knows what he would do if he did that.
So thanks for the chat.
Don’t be stupid.
I’m giving you a way out of this, you fat…
[PANTS SOFTLY]
[SOFT, GLOOMY MUSIC PLAYING]
[SIGHS]
[WIND HOWLING]
[PIGS SQUEALING]
It’s me.
I’m gonna get my head down for a bit, just a couple hours.
That’s all. ROYCE: And what if he wakes up?
RONNIE: Well, if he starts speakin’, then you gag him.
Don’t listen to his bollocks.
If you need me, come and get me.
Yeah.
[SIGHS]
[WIND HOWLING] [PIGS GRUNTING, SQUEALING]
[GRADY GROANING]
[WINCING]
[LAUGHING]
[GROANS]
You again.
It’s like musical fucking chairs in here.
Hard to keep up.
How about one of those for me?
[CHUCKLES]
When I was about your age, I was in a seminary.
[CHUCKLING] Yeah.
I know, it’s…
hard to believe, right?
But I’d had that shite drilled into me since I was crawlin’.
And I believed it too.
God, sin…
the Devil, and all that.
[LAUGHING]
Ah…
It’s shite.
[CHUCKLES]
There ain’t no Lord.
Never was.
There ain’t nothin’.
[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]
You see something you want, you reach out, and you fucking take it.
Something or someone tries to get in the way of that, you make sure you remove ’em thoroughly from the equation.
There is no God in Heaven…
no reward for the just.
Only the here and now.
Only the moment and what you fuckin’ do with it.
Strong or weak.
Alive or dead.
Win or lose.
Yeah, those are the only things that matter.
[PANTING]
[DARK, DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[SIREN WAILING]
[CAR ENGINE REVVING]
Ronnie. Ronnie!
Ronnie, you gotta come. What’s wrong?
Come quick. Come quick!
[GRUNTS] [RONNIE GROANING]
[GRUNTS]
You’re gonna need to help me.
[METAL CLANGING]
He weighs a fucking ton.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[GRADY GROANING, GRUNTING]
[ROYCE GROANING, GRUNTING]
[PANTS]
I’ll deal with you later.
[GROANING]
[SIGHS]
I gave him the same offer I gave you.
He just chose not to take it.
[WHISTLING]
[DOOR THUDDING] [GASPS]
What’s going on?
GRADY: Change of plans, that’s what.
[GRUNTING][GASPS]
GRADY: I fuckin’ knew it.
It’s not what it looks like.
Oh, no? What is it then?
“No weapons allowed,” he says.
Unfucking-believable.
I… I don’t want to have to shoot you.
Oh, you won’t shoot me.
[WHIMPERS]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[SCREAMS] [GASPING] Stay back!
[GASPS, WHIMPERS]
GRADY: Hi, Charles.
Nice to make your acquaintance.
What?
Charles “The Pedo” Hussey. Isn’t it?
No, I wasn’t. I wasn’t…
Yeah, I’m not interested.
[WHIMPERS] [GASPS]
Oh, you didn’t want to do that.
[SCREAMS]
[GROANS] Fuck!
[GUN CLATTERING]
[GRADY GROANING]
Oh, I’ve had enough of this.
[WHIMPERS]
[SCREAMING]
[GRADY GRUNTING]
[NUMBERS SCREAMING]
Oh, you silly boy.
[NUMBERS GROANING]
So this is what you’ve been doin’ up here, eh?
[CLICKING TONGUE]
[NEEDLE CLATTERING]
GRADY: Naughty boy.
You tell me where you put the keys, and I’ll let those other limbs stay where they are.
How does that sound?
Wait, not yet, not yet.
Keys.
The Land Rover.
At the… the bottom of…
the red toolbox in the back.
Attaboy.
I told you, but you didn’t listen.
He’s a psychopath.
He can’t be trusted.
GRADY: I need a pair of hands up here!
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[SIGHS]
[GRUNTS] [NUMBERS WHIMPERING]
[GROANS]
Yeah, sorry about the mess.
ROYCE: What did you… Fuck!
Couldn’t be helped.
ROYCE: Oh, my God.
[RETCHING]
He was tryin’ to do a runner.
[GROANING]
[SIGHS]
Go grab another one of those.
I’ll go get the car.
[NUMBERS LAUGHING MANIACALLY]
[METAL CLANGING]
[SCREAMS]
[SCREAMS, GRUNTS]
[LAUGHS]
[SCREAMS]
[LAUGHS]
[GRADY SCREAMING]
[CAR ENGINE STARTING]
[PANTS]
Don’t ask.
Let’s grab the rest.
That car you was tellin’ me about, what was it, Silver something?
Silver Cloud.
Silver Cloud, that’s the one.
You can buy a whole fleet of ’em now.
[GRUNTS]
[GROANS]
[GROANS]
[GRUNTING]
[SNIFFLES]
[ROYCE WHIMPERING]
[GRUNTS]
[SCREAMING]
[GRUNTING]
[GRADY GROANING]
[SIGHS]
[GROANS]
Jesus. Oh!
[INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[GROANS]
Where’s the kid?!
Hey? [GROANS] Where’s the kid?!
[PANTS]
[GRADY WHIMPERING]
You’re too sensitive, is the problem.
[GROANS]
[BOTH GRUNT]
[BOTH GROAN]
[GRUNTS] [GROANS]
[GRADY GRUNTING]
[RONNIE GROANING]
[SCREAMS]
[BOTH GRUNT, GROAN]
[SCREAMS] Fuck!
[GRADY SPITTING]
[RONNIE GRUNTING]
[BOTH GROAN]
[PIGS SQUEALING]
Fucking cunt.
[BOTH GROAN]
[BOTH GRUNT, GROAN]
[GRADY SCREAMING]
[BOTH GROAN]
[GROANS]
[BOTH GROAN]
[RONNIE GRUNTING] [PANTS]
Adios, big man!
[BOTH GRUNT]
[GUNSHOT]
[MUSIC CONCLUDES]
[WIND HOWLING]
[RONNIE PANTING]
[GROANS]
[SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING]
[RONNIE COUGHING]
[PIGS GRUNTING]
[PANTS]
[PANTS]
I fucked it up, didn’t I?
Did you get a message, to the boss?
He said you have to stay here.
I don’t want to stay here.
The others have to stay here too.
The others?
The others are dead.
I know.
And what about… you?
I have to go.
Please.
I need help.
[SHUSHES] It’s no good makin’ a fuss.
This is how it has to be.
RONNIE: C…
Why am I here?
You can tell me now.
It doesn’t matter anymore, does it?
[CAR ENGINE REVVING]
[POLICE SIREN WAILING]
You get a sense for these things.
[POLICE SIREN WAILING]
Look out!
[SCREAMS]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[LIGHT FLICKERING]
[CAR HORN HONKING]
[CAR HORN HONKING STEADILY]
[FIRE CRACKLING]
[MUSIC CONCLUDES]
RONNIE: Hell is empty… ’cause we’re all here.
[GASPS]
[LOW, DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[WIND HOWLING]
[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]
It looks like we’re gonna be here… for a little while longer.
[PIGS GRUNTING]
[PIG SQUEALING, ECHOING]
[“FOLLOW THE PATH OF THE STARS” PLAYING]
♪ I’ll find A better
life for you ♪
♪ The stars have said
Our love’s untrue ♪
♪ And just Because
we shared a lie ♪
♪ There is no reason
For a soul to die ♪
[VOCALIZING]
♪ I’ve got a soul And
you broke my heart ♪
♪ Find a new scene
And let us depart ♪
♪ Don’t hang around
And let yourself ♪
♪ Be caught in this ♪
♪ You’ll find A
better people there ♪
♪ A friendly love
The kind who care ♪
♪ And not the sort
Like me you’ve found ♪
♪ We’re mean and hard ♪
♪ And we push around ♪
[VOCALIZING]
♪ I’ve got a soul And
you broke my heart ♪
♪ Find a new scene
And let us depart ♪
♪ Don’t hang around And
let yourself be caught ♪
[SCATTING]
♪ I’ve got a soul And
you broke my heart ♪
♪ Find a new scene
And let us depart ♪
♪ Follow
♪ Follow
♪ Follow
[MUSIC CONCLUDES]
[SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING]
[MUSIC CONCLUDES]
