GANGSTERS: RAYZ, GUTZ & SHIV.
RAYZ
"You up for it, then?"
GUTZ
Course we are. We're well tough."
RAZE
"Well tough?"
SHIV
"Yeah, like in well 'ard."
RAYZ
"LIKE in well 'ard. OR really 'ard?"
GUTZ
"Àrd and well mean. Know what I mean?"
RAYZ
"What? You mean like... well I mean, that your like, well mean, like?"
SHIV
"What he means, like. Is that we're mean like, and well... 'ard as well, like. And we got guts, ain't we like?"
RAYZ
"Yeah, I know we got Gutz, I ain't blind, like. But we're gonna need Aris, for this trick, aint we, like"
GUTZ & SHIV
"Harris? Who's he, like?"
RAYZ
"What? Who's who, like?"
SHIV
"This Harris? Where'd he come from? Thought this job was a three-up didn't I?"
RAZE
"Thick git. I meant like in Aristotle, like in bottle, like in balls."
GUTZ
"Lost me, Raze. We got a new bloke on the team, then?"
SHIV
"There ain't enough in this trick for a four-way split. Screw Harris
or I'm out.
RAYZ
"I'm the geezer, here, Shiv. You ain't out til I say you're out."
GUTZ
"I'm with Shiv. He walks, I walk."
RAYZ
"What a pair of twats. You blow this and I'll have the pair of yer
for breakfast."
GUTZ.
"It's tea time, Rayz."
SHIV
"Kin' Hell. I'm off. The old lady'll kill me if I'm late again."
RAZE
"Well 'ard? Well mean? Ha, ha, ha. You're scared of the old lady. You ain't got it Shiv. Better of without a slag like him, aren't we, Gutz.
BELLS RING NEARBY
SHIV.
"We better beat it. We get caught in here we're gonna get a week's detention."