I didn't ask for any of this. The title has no practical value. The business is broken. There are holes in the roof,
the staff are revolting, and you, brother, are a coke-sniffing cunt. Allow me to introduce myself. I used to be in business
with your father. I have certain interests
I need to discuss with you. Now, what happens down there? Must have come as a shock, inheriting a house, title. As the new landlord, you will receive
a significant amount of money in return for letting us
carry out o
ur activities. You's, like, a duke, innit? What the f…? People either survive in the jungle or exist in the zoo. What do you think, John? I think you should fuck off
back to your country house and wank off your spaniel. I'm gonna remove their interest
from this estate. I didn't create this problem.
I'm trying to help you deal with it. No one walks away. And it's down to you
to keep him under manners. These are serious people. Although they appear
to be house-trained, don't be deceived by the fac
ade. So in order to stop ourselves
being associated with criminals, we are going to become criminals? We're not criminals, Freddy. Welcome to the jungle. Lapsang souchong.
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