The Getaway: Black Monday

[when Eddie is following Yuri]

Eddie O'Connor:
Can't let this fat c*nt out my sight.

[when Eddie is about to search for Hector]

Eddie O'Connor:
Better pay a little visit to Soho, see this Hector nonce. [pause] Hector? Sounds like a c*nt's name!

PC Paul Evans:
[Chuckles] I can't believe it. She's had more pricks than a second hand dartboard.

PC Jack Harvey:
Shut up you muppet.

PC Paul Evans:
And you're in love with her. [Chuckles] I can't believe you're getting the hump over a brass. She's a f***ing brass!

PC Jack Harvey:
Yeah, well she was my brass.

PC Paul Evans:
If she's a brass, she's anybody's by definition.

PC Jack Harvey:
When you spend six months on her she's your brass, alright?

PC Paul Evans:
So I nailed her. What was I supposed to do? It's my job.

PC Jack Harvey:
[Angrily] She was my f***ing brass!

Inspector Munroe:
Oi ladies! Concentrate on this job, yeah?

PC Jack Harvey:
Knobhead.

PC Paul Evans:
Oh honestly, what's the matter with you? You're like a little boy...

PC Jack Harvey:
You always have to have the last word, don't you?

Inspector Munroe:
This has to be like clockwork. Not Clockwork bloody Orange.

PC Paul Evans:
[Sarcastically, to Harvey] Come on, calm down.

PC Jack Harvey:
Shut up.

Inspector Munroe:
Are you listening?

PC Paul Evans:
Yes sir. I ain't the liability around here, anyhow.

Inspector Munroe:
Be aware of each other, alright? Especially you, Mitchell. You all know procedure: open fire to neutralize perceived threat, not before. Clear rooms, make arrests. Scouts reckon on Collins' crew. They're IC1, male, twelve of them. We know they've got coke so they'll be tooled.

PC Jack Harvey:
Collins, guv?

Inspector Munroe:
That's the suspicion.

PC Paul Evans:
Up here? No chance.

Inspector Munroe:
Evans, Her Majesty doesn't pay you to comment, you're paid to do as I tell you. That goes for all of you, right? Mitchell thoughts?

Sgt Ben Mitchell:
It's Collins.

PC Paul Evans:
Jesus f***in' Christ.

Inspector Munroe:
It could be Goldilocks and the eleven f***ing bears as far as you're concerned. Just bring them in. Mitchell, second floor up, green door. Stairs are around to the left. Check your wires. Firearms. Good. Surveillance are on the other side. SO19 are already in there.

Sgt Ben Mitchell:
You'll keep us posted?

Inspector Munroe:
Team in position and ready. Well, get in there, then!

[when Eddie is looking for Viktor]

Eddie O'Connor:
Where is that evil c*nt hiding?

[Danny introduces Arthur and John]

Danny West:
John, Arthur. Arthur, John. John's the cleaner on this operation.

Arthur:
The cleaner? Danny, you never said nothing about needing no cleaner.

Danny West:
When I say 'cleaner', Arthur, I mean cleaner. Like 'Mr Sheen' not Martin f***ing Sheen.

Arthur:
Oh.

Danny West:
Art's the jemmy cracker. Used to work with the Krays, you know? John knows where the Icon things are, right?

John 'The Cleaner':
Yeah, the head man's got a load of religious sh*t locked in his safe.

Danny West:
Yeah, art collector, right cordon bleu. Right, now listen; you only need to nick one. It don't matter which, 'cause the client don't want it anyways.

Arthur:
Why the f*** are we nicking it then?

Eddie O'Connor:
What are we waiting for then?

Danny West:
Sam.

Eddie O'Connor:
[to Errol] Some geezer Danny knows. He's the one that's gonna nick these credit card codes. Gotta help him get to the - what's it called - the server room.

Errol:
What's he like?

Eddie O'Connor:
Never met the bloke. [to Danny] Where's Sam then? He don't seem too reliable to me.

Sam Thompson:
[From above] Oi! It ain't nice to talk about people behind their backs.

Eddie O'Connor:
Who the f*** is that?

Danny West:
That, boys, is Sam.

[Sam jumps down from the ceiling gantry and lands in the boxing ring]

Eddie O'Connor:
What the f*** is this, f***ing Evel Knievel girl?

Danny West:
Oi watch your mouth. There's a lady present.

Eddie O'Connor:
What f***ing lady? That's a girl. [to Sam] Oi, are you old enough to smoke? [to Danny] Is she old enough to smoke?

Sam Thompson:
I'm old enough to a whole load of stuff you never dreamed of Eddie O'Connor.

Errol:
[Chuckles] [to Danny] Where d'you find her?

Sam Thompson:
[to Errol] He [Danny] was boning me mum.

Danny West:
She's something, ain't she boys? [Chuckles]

[Danny and the crew plan the heist]

Danny West:
Right, now the Skobel Group is in the City, and don't worry, it's run by a right load of old bankers.

[laughs]

Sam Thompson:
Who is this client, then? What's he want with account codes?

Danny West:
Don't worry about the details.

Errol:
Danny, how do we get in?

Danny West:
It'll be after hours. So Sam, Art, you go in the cleaners' way with John. Eddie, Errol, you go straight in the front door. Sleeves' mum made the uniforms. They'll fit like a glove. Piece of piss. Meet on the bridge.