It's one little squeeze,
just like a tube of toothpaste.
Who the fuck are you two?
You can't see what's right in front of you.
You're supposed to be stiff, cold and horizontal, and you still don't trust us?
Shoot him in the kneecap. The debt has to be paid.
And sometimes it's best to listen to it.
Get your arse up, Fred.
Go on. Get out.
He can't do that, Jake.
Then why don't you stop him, Avi?
What the fuck do you know? Shoot that toad now!
(Fred weeps)
One more step, Avi.
Just like a squeeze of toothpaste.
You realize what you're doing, Mr. Green?
JAKE: Hold on, Jake. This isn't the plan. This won't have a happy ending.
One more step, Avi.
(Clicks)
(Clicks three times)
Wake up, Mr. Green.
(Phone rings)
Argh!
(Groans)
Yeah?
AVI: Congratulations, Mr. Green. It's past the third day and you have risen.
I think you're due for a check-up.
Did the bad guys get you?
There's no such thing as "bad guys", Rachel.
Yes, there are. That's why Daddy's friends are looking after us.
Never mind about that. Why don't you be a good girl and get your Uncle Jake a cold drink?
It's a bit of a mess, isn't it?
Things will sort themselves out.
Is she all right?
Don't you worry about her. You just look after yourself.
Well, Mr. Green, I don't know how to tell you this.
Our first results, well, they must have been wrong.
I cannot apologize enough for this error.
Now, you're not a well man, but... (His voice fades)
We have to assess our clients very carefully.
JAKE: There is something about yourself that you don't know.
Something that you will deny even exists
until it's too late to do anything about it.
(Car horn blares)
It's the only reason you get up in the morning,
the only reason you suffer the shitty boss,
the blood, the sweat and the tears.
This is because you want people to know
how good, attractive, generous, funny, wild and clever you really are.
"Fear or revere me, but please think I'm special. "
We share an addiction.
We're approval junkies.
We're all in it for the slap on the back
and the gold watch.
The "hip, hip, hoo-fucking-rah."
Look at the clever boy with the badge, polishing his trophy.
Shine on, you crazy diamond.
Cos we're just monkeys wrapped in suits,
begging for the approval of others.
(Car horn blares)
- If we knew this, we wouldn't do this. (Mobile rings)
Someone is hiding it from us.
And if you had a second chance, you would ask...
Why?
- Why what? - Why am I still alive?
Why did you give my money away?
Why didn't you want 'em to know?
Why didn't you want me to know?
You'll find out soon enough.
Whilst I've been digging around on Lord John
I came across a couple of cash-talking shit-sniffers
who came up with the name...
Green.
That's right, Jake Green.
- Go on. - I'm working for his brother.
Patrick.
A couple of opportunists, looking after his older brother, got a little bit greedy.
Want to impress you.
All right, you take Sorter and Slim Biggins and enough men to avoid an excuse.
It's about fucking time.
Oh, now that is a picture.
You took your sweet-ass time. I was starting to get bored.
You should have kept busy with a swim.
Funny you should say that. Zach's quite a swimmer, aren't you, Zach?
20 lengths in ten seconds.
We thought it might be a record. You want to try to beat it? Come on in and join us.
I'll just pop upstairs, grab my trunks, and be down in a jiffy.
- I wouldn't do that if I were you. - Oh, and why is that, Avi?
Why do you think we're in this icy birdbath,
when we could be upstairs, toasty and cozy, watching the naughty channel?
(Moans of arousal)
How long can it take to get five coffees and a couple of pizzas, huh?
You are on your own, Jakey boy.
Move!
(Gunshot)
You've gotta tell the boss.
Why me?
Because you're the one who ordered the pizza.
This time you're going to tell me what's going on.
Two sugars, am I right?
Forget the tea, Avi.
Thank you, Jenny, that will be all.
You didn't tell us the truth about the three Eddies did you, Mr. Green?
JAKE: The Eddies upset Macha in some way
so he had them used as aggregate, and mixed into some concrete on one of his buildings.
Would you like us to remind you of what really happened?
The Eddies were waiting for you when you got out of prison.
It was Macha's fault.
They didn't work for him any more, and wanted to...
...compensate you.
What they really meant was they wanted...
...to put 12 grams of angry lead in the back of your fucking head.
But you gave them an offer they couldn't refuse.
No-one kills a man who's gonna make 'em money.
So you would give them 3% a month on any money they would lend you.
You needed the money quickly for some small but profitable deal that you'd made on the inside.
In fact, it was more profitable than any rate they can get anywhere, legal or illegal.
- So, one of them said... - I'm in.
- A month later he got his money back. JAKE: Plus your 3%.
- Now, nobody kills a man... ...who's gonna make him money.
- They always protect their investment. - I can give you 4% a month.
- You know this is just between us? - That's right, Eddie.
Next deal - this time they're all in.
I give you 4% a month.
ZACH: For two years you always came through, regular like clockwork.
But there was no deal.
You would take money off of one Eddie and repay the other Eddie, plus the 4%.
Plus your 4%. On top.
You were not greedy, you did it nice and slow.
You were paying for their trust.
- This is just between us, right, Jake? - That's right, Eddie.
It was the easiest money they'd known. Soon they couldn't give you their money fast enough.
A few months later they didn't have enough of their own to lend,
so they started to borrow money off Macha.
- 3%? - Plus your 3%.
- 4%? - Plus your 4%.
5%?
Macha became interested.
How could the Eddies have such a good little earner?
- They hid you like a dirty little secret. - Find out who's behind this.
Who's behind this?
Ask no questions, hear no lies.
- They tell anything but the truth. - Find out if Green is behind this.
- Is Jake Green behind this? - I'll tell you, no, it's not Jake Green.
- They'd do anything to protect their investment. - I'm not sharing the golden goose.
But Macha got his interest, so he kept loaning them more and more.
Lend them the money.
You were back gambling, making more money than you knew what to do with. You were rich.
I am rich.
Seriously fucking rich.
After a year, you had enough of the Eddies' money, or should I say Macha's money...
- Now I'm richer. A lot fucking richer. AVI:to buy a chain of hotels.
So you went on a discreet three-month holiday.
You took your brother, his daughter, Macha's money and you enjoyed yourself.
A bit of the old sun, sand, sea and sausages.
The Eddies meanwhile were having a terminal argument...
Argh!
...about how they were going to pay back Macha that obscene amount of cash they owed him.
I want my money back, Paul.
Those boys really suffered, Jake. The more they told the truth, the more they suffered.
Argh!
- It's Jake Green. - He's telling the fucking truth!
They told me that story already. Give me the truth.
You gave them just enough rope to hang themselves.
You're a good little conman, Jake.
And you think you're smart, and you are, just not as smart as you think you are.
Elvis. Come here.
If I wanted vinegar, I would have ordered French fries.
Get me something with a price tag on it, OK?
...Mr. Green. What did he do, anyway?
Hey, Hamish?
It's OK, we're among friends. Come on, what have you got for me?
What am I going to tell him?
That's your problem, but it had better be good.
I turned up to pick them up...
(Soundless)
...and that is what I saw.
That's a fascinating story.
I have one question for you.
How?
How what?
"How what?"
There were six of us,
plus Slim Biggins, who counts as another six.
How many were there of him?
- One. - One.
So, how exactly did this "one" manage to disarm and overpower
a four-time national body-building champion,
drag him half a block, throw him over a six-foot wall and then get him to eat his own gun?
(Squelches)
Get down, boss!
Just find the gunman!
Don't fucking move!
Lou! Lou!
- Keep the boss down! - What the fuck's going on?
COOK: Attention dans la poêle, il y a le poisson qui crame!
LOU: I don't know!
Sorter just shot the...
...and he went in the kitchen!
- Nobody fucking move! - Bastard!
Keep the fucking boss down!
# Moonlight Sonata
(Lord John speaks Cantonese)
(Soundless)
(Tires skid, car crashes)
MACHA: Argh!
She shot my finger off!
The bitch shot my finger off!
(Car horn blares continuously)
Who is it?
H-Happy Tony, Lord John's man.
Not looking so happy now, is he?
Ch-Ch-Check she's dead, Lou.
Greed gets 'em all in the end.
(Speaks Cantonese)
Now, shoot straight, Sorter.
Glad to see you've got those feelings in check.
Find a couple of Lord John's boys and persuade them to tell you where my powder is.
(They speak Cantonese)
ZACH: What is the first rule of any game, Mr. Green?
The only way to get smarter is by playing a smarter opponent.
What's rule two of any game?
The more sophisticated the game, the more sophisticated the opponent.
AVI: Almost the same, but where does it stop, Mr. Green?
Where does this game stop?
JAKE: It stops when you start to give me answers.
Don't let them play head games with you, Jake.
Is it me that's playing head games with you, Mr. Green?
You've heard their voice for so long, you believe it to be you.
You believe it to be your best friend.
They should believe their opponent to be their best friend.
Where's the best place an opponent should hide?
In the very last place you would ever look.
AVI: Do you know who Sam Gold is, Mr. Green?
You should,
because he knows who you are.
The Gold,
Sam Gold.
Mr. Clandestine.
Mr. Ambiguous.
Mr. Mystery.
He's all up here,
pretending to be you.
No-one sees Gold,
but Gold sees everything.
AVI: You're in a game, Jake.
You're in the game.
Everyone's in his game,
and nobody knows it.
And all of this, this is his world.
He owns it.
He controls it.
JAKE: I've had enough of this shit. Tell him you've had enough.
He tells you what to do...
- Look, that's enough. ...and when to do it.
JAKE: Tell him. - I said that's enough, Avi!
Eventually, when the opponent is challenged or questioned,
it means the victim's investment and thus his intelligence is questioned.
No-one can accept that,
not even to themselves.
AVI: He's behind all the pain there ever was.
Behind every crime ever committed.
JAKE: How can I be behind all the pain, all the crime, if I don't even exist?
AVI: And right now, he's telling you that he doesn't even exist.
No-one lives and displeases Gold.
No-one but your two friends.
AVI: We just put you to war with the only enemy that ever existed,
and you, you think he's your best friend.
And they will protect their best friend with everything they've got.
AVI: You're protecting him, Mr. Green,
but with what?
Where's the best place an opponent should hide?
In the very last place you'd ever look.
He's hiding behind your pain, Jake.
You're protecting him with your pain.
Embrace the pain and you will win this game.
And I know nothing hurts more than humiliation and a little money loss.
If you change the rules on what controls you...
AVI:you will change the rules on what you can control.
How radical are you prepared to be, Mr. Green?
AVI: The more power you think you have in Gold's world,
the less power you have in the real world.
You are still in prison, Jake.
In fact, you never left.
JAKE: Remember who they are, Jake. Head tricksters, word slicksters.
You wanted answers and they gave you riddles.
You know the rules, the longer you listened, the sweeter the pitch.
AVI: He's got all the tricks and all the right answers.
JAKE: Don't let them do this to you, Jake. Don't let them turn you against you.
AVI: You don't give because it's good. You give because it hurts him.
JAKE: What are we doing here?
JAKE: He's the enemy, Jake, not me!
AVI: Use your perceived enemy to destroy your real enemy.
JAKE: Do not listen, Jake. You've got a gun. Use it!
JAKE: Don't wake him up. Suffocate him.
(Voice overlaps) Put the pillow over his head and suffocate him.
He'd do it to you, Jake.
AVI: If you can't do it, then you're not a free man.
You are controlled.
JAKE: (Laughs) "Controlled? Free man?"
Jake, wake up!
Look, Mr. Macha, I'm very sorry to have woken you. Please listen to me.
Who's that? Mr. Green?
Mr. Macha, please, I'm sorry to have woken you. Listen to me.
JAKE: "Sorry!" Listen at how you sound.
I came to apologize.
Forgive me for the things I've said and for cheating you out of your money.
I couldn't think clearly.
- Shut up! JAKE: No, no, that's too much.
JAKE: Shoot the fucker. Shoot him. He's been trying to kill you.
He killed your friend, shot like a fucking dog.
That's better, Jake, in control again. Do the right thing.
Take care of your enemy, take care of business.
AVI: Use any means possible to induce head pain, and engage the enemy.
(Distorted) Shut up!
JAKE: Wake up, Jake! No. What are you fucking doing, Jake?
Leave it, Jake.
You're groveling.
I now realize you're a man to be feared and respected.
JAKE: Stop groveling.
Where's your pride?
Where's your pride, Jake?
I made a big mistake, Mr. Macha. Shut up!
I underestimated your power and your intellect.
I've made a donation in your name as a peace offering,
as a token of my apology.
I want you to...
Shut up!
I want you to forgive my stupidity.
AVI: Wherever you don't want to go is where you will find him.
AVI: What is it that you are afraid of, Mr. Green?
(Lift bell pings)
(Machinery whirs and stops)
JAKE: Why are you doing this to yourself, Jake?
It's too tight, Jake.
We've got to get out.
You're going to die in a tiny space, Jake.
Jake!
(Yells) Have to get out!
No, no, no, no.
We're stuck, stuck.
The walls are moving in.
It's tight, Jake. I'm scared.
We've got to get out. I can hear you.
I can hear you.
What?
I can hear you.
I'm onto you.
(Jake laughs) - Who takes care of the good times, Jake?
- We're a team. - We're best pals, Jake!
- You want to get rid of me? - Do you know life without me?
- No! Because it doesn't... ...exist.
- Do they talk about me, Jake? - No!
Because I don't exist!
- Tell all your friends about me then, Jake? - I protect you and I control you.
I say do, you obey.
- If I say you're scared... ...you're scared!
You've been listening to the other side, haven't you, Jake?
- Listening to people who want to hurt you. - New people. New!
Not old friends like me.
People you shouldn't trust. Not me. I've been your friend forever, since the beginning.
Get rid of them, Jake, forever. They're the enemy, not me.
They're new, I'm old! I stay, they go!
I say you do.
(Distorted) You do!
You're weak without me, weak.
It's us against them, Jake.
It's us against them.
I'm coming to get you.
You want to get rid of me? You want to make an enemy out of me?
You want to get rid of me, do you?
Do you?
You want to get rid of me, me, me, me?
- Boom. Ha. (Gunshot)
Still here, Jake?
How long have I looked after you?
You can't win this one without me.
Oh, no, no, no.
You know why?
I am you.
You ain't me.
AVI: The greatest con that he ever pulled, was making you believe that he is you.
You ain't me.
- I am you! - You're not me.
Come on!
Your best fucking friend!
I am you!
You don't control me.
I control you.
(Machinery whirs)
You come to my house with a loaded gun!
You speak to me like I'm a fucking idiot!
What's your game?
Speak to me.
Or I'll kill you like the fucking dog that you are.
Fear me.
F-Fear me.
Fear me!
Fear me.
F-Fear me.
Fear me.
PAUL: We have already killed Lord John and two of your colleagues.
If you value your life more than a few bags of white powder,
you will tell me...
where it is hidden.
Is everything all right, Mr. D?
It will be when you take care of my security, Paul.
What are you holding the papers for?
Because you're on the cover of half of them.
If you don't mind me asking, what has come over you, Mr. D?
MACHA: They think you did it!
MACHA: Oh, my god. Take the credit, they'll never know.
Mmm. This feels good.
(Macha laughs)
This feels quite good.
I'm going to take the credit.
It might come as a surprise to you, Paul,
but I do have a heart.
I have some news about Green.
I'll give you news about Green.
He now knows who's boss.
He was sniveling like a baby begging for forgiveness.
It was embarrassing. We're not gonna be hearing from Mr. Green for a while.
I'm not sure if that's the case, Mr. D.
Whilst you've been sleeping, we've been busy.
If Lord John's boys know where the powder is, they took it to the grave.
We know Green's behind everything.
He took your powder, not Lord John.
He's been playing games with us, and he's been playing games with you.
Fear me! Fear me!
- Shut up! - Fear me.
- Shut up! - Fear me!
- It doesn't look good. - Shut up!
It doesn't look good. The drums have been talking.
And what have the drums been saying?
They've been saying what Sam Gold's been hearing.
Fear me.
Hearing about the little problems Mr. Green has been giving us, that's embarrassing.
We have an address for his brother. We can take care of it.
Get him to talk, do whatever it takes!
Take Sorter and an army. If they give any trouble, hurt 'em.
Let me read about that in the paper!
Get a hold of Green and get my powder!
Go!
(Knocking at door)
Are we expecting anyone?
I'll get it.
I said, are we expecting anyone?
Shouldn't you check first?
If you love your daddy, be a good girl, hide in that cupboard.
Now.
PAUL: Check the house.
You know why we're here?
Serpent.
I said, do you know why we're here?
I've some kind of an idea, yes.
Are you gonna tell me?
Paul, I swear to you,
I haven't got a fucking clue where he is.
He's been moving about.
I swear to you, I have no idea where he is.
Argh! Argh!
Hey, hey, hey.
Shh, it's all right.
It's all right.
That's it. That's better. That's better.
I still don't believe you.
MACHA: You can't trust anyone. They're out to destroy me.
MACHA: They're out to destroy you.
- You can't trust anyone. - I can't trust anyone.
Can't let Gold down.
He'll finish the business.
Then he'll finish me.
He's coming.
I won't see it coming.
He's coming. And I won't see it coming.
There's a woman here to see you, Mr. D.
Said she cannot wait.
MACHA: Don't tell me her name.
- Says she works for Gold. - Don't tell me her name. Anyone but her.
- What's her name? - Walker.
MACHA: Anyone but her.
And everybody thought you were such a disgusting man, Mr. Macha.
MACHA: Here it comes. Here it comes.
Mr. Gold wishes to extend his respect for such a magnanimous gesture.
But he was wondering...
- That's a wreath. - That's a fucking wreath.
...if you can afford the time to give so generously,
why you haven't had time to conclude our business?
Everything's under control. I need more time.
It's anything but under control, isn't it, Mr. Macha?
Mr. Gold doesn't give more time.
And he doesn't give second chances.
You will be hearing from him.
Good day.
MACHA: "Good day?" What the fuck does that mean?
What the fuck does that mean?
Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?
Some fucking street hustler?
If he wants to meet me, you send him here and we'll see what he has to say!
MACHA: I'll kill 'em, I'll kill all of 'em.
I'll kill 'em first.
They'll kill us first, they'll fucking annihilate me.
Beg, beg. Take it back, beg, beg.
Beg, you idiot.
Wait, wait. L-I didn't mean what I just said.
"Good day?" What the fuck does that mean?
That means he's going to end my game and I won't see it coming.
I'm going to make this fair.
This...
...is for you.
These...
(Matches rattle)
...for me.
One good chop, and you'll make the sink.
O-OK, that's enough.
Question me again, Sorter, and we will have a falling out.
(Girl whimpers)
Tell me what's happening, Lou.
I got tired of waiting by the car, so I went inside.
Paul, he was getting excited, you know how he does.
He started messing with the little girl's hair.
Out of nowhere, Sorter shot him.
BILLY: Your daddy loves you so much.
- Shot who? - Paul.
Then he turned the gun on the two bodyguards, both gone in a blink of an eye.
Listen... Listen to me, sweetheart.
None of this is real. OK?
It's just a game that the grown-ups are playing.
Now what I want you to do,
I want you to get in the cupboard and I want you to put your fingers in your ears,
and it'll be all over before you know it.
Do as the man says, babe.
Put your fingers in your ears and go in the cupboard.
Good girl.
GANGSTER: Pull yourself together, man.
Sorter, we're gonna have to take the girl.
Of course you have. Now all you've got to do is come and get her.
(Creaks)
(Distorted rumbling gunshot)
I'm the only one left.
Where's the girl?
What are we doing here?
One last treat,
and bring the powder.
Jake Green is in the Casino.
How the fuck does he know?
Why are we here?
You have a meeting.
Got a little time to spare.
Let's have a game.
Bring him up.
You know what's so elegant about this little game, Jake?
Nobody knows where the enemy is.
They don't even know he exists.
He's in every one of their heads.
And they trust him...
...because they think they are him.
If you try to destroy him to save them, they'll destroy you to save him.
Oh, it's beautiful, man.
You have to admire the opponent's elegance.
Check.
You're quite good at this game, Mr. Green. I know because I'm quite good at this game.
Check.
JAKE: The art is for me to feed pieces to you, and make you believe you took those pieces,
because you're smarter...and I'm dumber.
Checkmate.
Wake up, Mr. Green.
You can't see what's right in front of you.
JAKE: I never saw or spoke to those boys in all those years,
but you know I would have died for either one of them.
One was a chess master, the other a master conman.
Dangerous combination, chess and cons.
Those two knew everything about me.
All my dirty little secrets, how much money I had, where I kept it.
Hustling bastards cleaned me out.
My neighbors used to write down chess moves and concepts of the con
in the back pages of books based on subjects like The Mathematics Of Quantum Mechanics.
Wake up, Mr. Green.
We were all going to go together, they swore to me.
"You're coming with us, Jake."
AVI: We were always going to take you with us, Jake.
You just weren't ready to hear how hard that was going to be.
We didn't do this because we like you.
We did this because...
...we are you.
Time for that meeting.
Give him what he wants.
I'm sure that will make him very happy.
JAKE: Oh, I know you're still there, cos I can feel you dying.
I can hear you, tapping me for a little nutrition.
Now who's clucking for a fix?
Think it's a little tight in here, do you?
Well, you're not wrong, cos the walls are moving in.
No food here, not today, sunshine.
My eyes are open and the restaurant's closed.
Jog on, slide off.
Find someone else to fill your pipe,
someone who won't see you coming or know when you're there.
You think I'm an evil man. You think I am an evil man, don't you?
Rachel, look at me, honey.
MACHA: Think I don't know your fucking game?
Well, I do, I know your game, I see your game, I am your game!
Rachel, look at me, baby.
(Sobs)
You don't play by the rules, Mr. Green!
You like to play silly games with my head, don't you?
MACHA: You're a fucking survivor, - A winner.
- You're a pussy drowning in his own shit. - Shut up and leave me alone.
AVI: He chose his hiding place very carefully.
MACHA: I can't let him kill me.
You're weak. It's too late.
You're a dead man anyway. You'll be dead before dawn.
The word "excuse" does not exist in Sam Gold's lexicon!
This is Sam Gold I found myself chained to.
Mr. Black Magic.
Mr. "l-run-this-game" Gold.
PAUL: We can't see Gold. Apparently, no-one sees Gold.
MACHA: No-one gets away from Gold.
Get control of yourself.
LILLY WALKER: It's anything but under control, isn't it, Mr. Macha?
MACHA: He's going to kill me, he'll kill me. Where's your pride? Where's your pride?
I'd rather kill myself than let him kill me.
Why isn't he scared? He’s just staring at me.
WALKER: You'll be hearing from him. MACHA: But he can't kill a dead man.
But he can't kill a dead man,
can he?
He can't kill a dead man, can he?
You can't even do it, can you?
AVI: The greatest con that he ever pulled
...was making you believe...
...that he is you.
(Gunshot reverberates)
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