- Olivia: WHY WON'T YOU LISTEN TO ME? You're paying me to do a job. I'm your eyes and ears. I'm watching! I'm listening to these people that are taking your business away from you. You have the police and they only need one name - one name and you go down, I go down, and the business is gone. You should be having a word with these so-called "men" that are only boys, I'm telling you, I don't wanna lose anything, you don't wanna lose anything. You need to go and sort these out.
- Andy: What do you know about this Sharky?
- Ben: Sharky? He's a fucking headache. Brought this girl Lucy to a party of mine. She's a nightmare. Fucking stabbed me twice.
- Andy: [laughs] She stabbed you?
- Ben: Not fucking funny. She killed my brother.
- Andy: She killed your brother? Well she's got to be dealt with.
- Lucy: I never saw Holly again after that night. I've not met any girls like her since. The path that's set for us as children does have an impact on who we become, and if that path leads to a family home, built strong with bricks, it's much harder for the big bad wolf to eat you. Some years went by, too late in life now to be any kind of dancer. I found hope in an ammeter film group. After all you can't stop dreaming cause you had a nightmare or fear. But I only attended a couple of meetings. Turns out that the lead female of the group wasn't happy with my chosen occupation. They just weren't interested in what I had to say. So there I was again, with only one member of the group who accepted me for who I was. And he wanted to help me tell my story. So one night we had an idea. We didn't need this film group to make a movie. Why didn't we make our own movie? So we hit the social media, I found some amazing talent in all across filmmaking, sound, actors, make-up, you've got to write in scripts. Sorting locations, dealing with the ups and downs. Separating the divas from the doers. And then we had it. There was our team. And we got to work.
- Billy: I think it was Mickey that shot Sharky. It has to have been.
- Marcus Mathews: Mickey's dead. Car crash apparently but no Lucy. That means she's out there on her own with enough information to take us all down! Sharky's a useless fucker, just like his mother. He can go back to doing drops. He's proven he's incapable of running the break houses. I don't want any women back at no. 4. The ole bill are all over it. So for their concern, he's a single guy living on his own. Sharky fucks up this time, he'll be JOINING his mother!
- Billy: Well, I never liked the guy and I never trusted him Boss. I'll deal with it.
- Julie: Did you see that?
- Geff: See what?
- Julie: Those guys over at that house. They look a bit heavy.
- Geff: Well, I suppose they do look a bit heavy.
- Julie: Did you hear a scream?
- Geff: I must admit I did hear that scream, yes I did.
- Julie: Darling, something's going on there. It's not right at all.
- Geff: It's nothing to do with us.
- Julie: I know there isn't but there was a scream darling. It could be a woman in there. I'm gonna call the police. I'm calling the ole bill.
- Holly: What the fuck is this? Wha - What the fuck is this?
- Red: Paypal's for it.
- Holly: I didn't sign up for this! Wha - What the fuck are you doing?
- Red: Paid for your holiday didn't it?
- Holly: I dont wanna be involved in this!
- Red: You've been doing it for the past six months, sweet
- Holly: No! Not like this!
- Red: Doesn't matter how it was. Right, drink this fucking drink. I know its your favourite. Now sip it down. Do you love me? Do you trust me?
- Holly: Yes
- Red: Trust me on this one. This is our future.
- Lucy: Who the fuck are you?
- Marcus Mathews: I hear you've been giving my boys a little bit too much trouble Lucy?
- Lucy: [gripped around the neck by Marcus] No, please! Let me go!
- Marcus Mathews: Nobody says no to me! You think my boys are bad? You have no idea. Spread them!
- Lucy: No please! Let me go. I just wanna go home. Please!
- Marcus Mathews: My turn now fuckin' spread them.
- Sharky: [gripping Lucy by her hair] Fancy bumping into you Lucy? When are you gonna fuckin' learn that I own every inch of you? Fuck off!
- Lucy: D'ya know what? That driver outside? He doesn't leave me for an hour. He's gonna ring the agency and they'll ring the police. You've got no control over me.
- Sharky: Control? Fucking grab that bitch will ya!
- [Andy grabs Lucy's hair and screams in pain]
- Sharky: Look at THAT for control? The fuck you talking about? You don't know shit.
- Sharky: Lucy? You've got fucking explaining to do. Who the fuck shot me?
- Lucy: It was Mickey
- Sharky: And what about the fucking baby, eh?
- Lucy: I lost it in the crash, Sharky...
- Sharky: You lost it in the crash? See what happens when you don't fucking listen to me? You oughta start listening to me, I'm telling you! Right, fucking drive me back to mine Andy yeah? And I'll have a fucking surprise for you for the fucking inconvenience.
- Sharky: You are gonna do as you're told, you fucking hear me? I'm gonna get you fuckin' pregnant again and in nine months time when you give birth to the little cunt, I'm gonna sell it! I've got a fucking buyer for it.
- Lucy: You're fucking mental. You really think you're gonna get away with it?
- Sharky: I'll fucking sell the little cunt!
- Andy: Sharky's just popped out, he won't be long.
- [offers a cigarette]
- Andy: Here, have a light...
- Lucy: [repulsed] No thanks.
- Andy: I thought it's against the rules for you girls to say no?
- Lucy: What girls? There are no girls. Mickey's dead. It won't be long until Sharky takes you down as well, you know? He's just a little boy in a man's body. Look, his great master plan is to get me pregnant and sell it online. He's fucking crazy.
- Andy: Crazy? Babies are a lot of money, aren't they?
- Lucy: Yeah and it also takes time which you guys don't have. Look, I know you didn't have anything to do with bringing me here, right? Why don't you just let me go? I swear I will not mention your name, I'll won't say anything,
- Andy: [offers the cigarette a second time] Here, I fucking won't ask again
- Andy: Sharky's just popped out. He won't be long
- [offers a cigarette]
- Andy: Here.
- Lucy: No thanks.
- Andy: I thought it's against the rules for you girls to say no?
- Lucy: What girls? There are no girls. Mickey's dead. It won't be too long till Sharky takes you down as well, you know. He's just a little boy in a man's body. Look, his great master plan is to get me pregnant and sell it online. He's fucking crazy.
- Andy: Crazy... Babies are a lot of money, aren't they?
- Lucy: Yeah and it also takes time with you guys don't have. Look, I know you didn't have anything to do with bring me here right? Why don't you just let me go? I swear I will not mention your name, I'll won't say anything. Please.
- Andy: [offers the cigarette a second time] Here, I fucking won't ask again.
- Billy: I think it was Mickey that shot Sharky, it has to have been.
- Marcus Mathews: Mickey's dead. Car crash apparently but no Lucy. That means she's out there on her own with enough information to take us all down! Sharky's a useless fucker, just like his mother! He can go back to doing the drops. He's proven he's incapable of running the break houses. I don't want any women back at no. 4. The ole bill are all over it. As far as I'm concerned he's a single guy living on his own. Sharky fucks up this time, he'll be JOINING HIS MOTHER!
- Billy: Well I never liked the guy and I never trusted him boss. I'll deal with it.
- Sharky: You are gonna do as you're told, you fucking hear me? I'm gonna get your pregnant again and in nine months time when you give birth to the little cunt, I'm gonna sell it! I've got a fucking buyer lined up for it!
- Lucy: You're fucking mental. You really think you're gonna get away with it?
- Sharky: I'll fucking sell the little cunt!
- Andy: What can you tell me about this Sharky?
- Ben: Sharky? He's a fucking headache. Brought this girl Lucy to a party of mine. She's a nightmare. Fucking stabbed me twice.
- Andy: [laughs] She stabbed you?
- Ben: Not fucking funny. She killed my brother.
- Andy: She killed your brother?
- Ben: Yeah
- Andy: Well she's gotta be dealt with surely.