Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels1998

Barry the Baptist:
[turns around from stripper] Right, where was we?

Gary:
Shotguns? Well, like guns that fire shots?

Barry the Baptist:
Oh, you must be the brains, then. That's right, guns that fire shots. Make sure you bring everything from inside the gun cabinet. There'll be a load of old guns, that's all I want. Everything else, outside the cabinet, you can keep, it's yours.

Gary:
[sarcastically] Oh, thank you very much. There better be something there for us.

Barry the Baptist:
It's a f***ing stately home. Of course there'll be something there.

Dean:
Like what?

Barry the Baptist:
Like f***ing antiques.

Dean:
Antiques? What the f*** do we know about antiques? We rob post offices …

Gary:
… and steal cars.

Dean:
What the f*** do we know about antiques, mate?

Barry the Baptist:
If it looks old, it's worth money. Simple. So stop f***ing moaning and rob the place!

Gary:
So who's the Guv? Who we doing this for?

Barry the Baptist:
You're doing it for me is all you need to know. You know because you need to know.

Gary:
I see. One of those "on a need to know basis" things, is it? Like one of those James Bond films.

Barry the Baptist:
Careful. Remember who's giving you this job. … Right, I'm off. Call me when you're done. Ta-ta.

[He gets up and walks off]

Barry the Baptist:
F***ing northern monkeys!

Gary:
I hate these f***ing southern fairies.