Film Research.

The Long Good Friday.

Locations: London, Boulevard Restaurant (outside), Casino, Church, Boat, Docks, Lion and the unicorn (Pub), Restaurant, The Governor General (Pub), Meat Factory, Cemetery, Race track and Savoy Hotel.
Characters : Harold (Main Character), Colin, Phil, Irish Youth, Carol, Razors, Jeff, Harris and Victoria.
Objects: Coffing, Briefcase, Gold watch's, Vodka bottles, Rolls Royce, Champagne, Cigarettes, Blood, Jaguar, Whisky Glass's and bottles, Pistols, Double barrel shotguns, Knifes, Heroin Needle, Cash, Sunglass's, Smart Suits/ Shirts, Bomb Briefcase, Bodies.
Events: Colin gets stabbed in the changing rooms, Eric dies in a car bomb, American businessmen meet Harold, Bomb found in casino, Meeting with Parkey (Police Officer), Interrogation of Erol, Lion and the Unicorn blows-up, Gangsters Meet-up in Harold Office, Meet factory, meeting with the Americans, Body in the Freezer, Flin the security guard crucified, Meeting in cemetery, Jeff is murdered by Harold with a broken bottle, £60,000 is brought in a suitcase to meet-up with I.R.A, Two I.R.A members murdered by Harolds men, Harold and his with Victoria are kidnapped. Murdered ?
Quotes:What I'm looking for is someone who can contribute to what England has given to the world: culture, sophistication, genius. A little bit more than an 'ot dog, know what I mean? It's Good Friday. Have a Bloody Mary. The Yanks love snobbery. They really feel they've arrived in England if the upper class treats 'em like shit. "Nothing unusual," he says! Eric's been blown to smithereens, Colin's been carved up, and I've got a bomb in me casino, and you say nothing unusual? Well, let's put it this way. Apart from his asshole being about fifty yards away from his brains, and the choirboys playing "'unt the thimble" with the rest of him, he ain't too happy. I'm glad I found out in time just what a partnership with a pair of wankers like you would've been. A sleeping partner's one thing, but you're in a fucking coma! No wonder you got an energy crisis your side of the water!No one's heard nothing? That just ain't natural. It's like one of them silent, deadly farts. No clue, and then pow, you go cross-eyed. Remember, scare the shit out of them, but don't damage them. I want 'em conscious and talkative. And lads, try and be discreet, eh? Don't you ever tell me what I can or can't do! Bent law can be tolerated for as long as they're lubricating, but you have become definitely parched. If I was you, I'd run for cover and close the hatch, 'cause you're gonna wind up on one of those meat hooks, my son. I want verbals with you...

Get Carter.

Locations: North England, Office, Train carriage,Pub, Margret's House, Church, Races, Car Landfill, Night Club, Mr Brumby's House, Docks, Building Site, Caffe near docks, Ken Hails (Bookies), Boat (wallsend), Bingo Halls, Woods and the Beach.
Characters: Jack Carter (main Character), Eric, Anna, Kinnear, Peter, Glenda, Margaret, Edna, Doreen, Keith, Brumby, Albert, Thorpe, Gerald Fletcher.
Objects: Cigars, Whisky glass's/Bottles, Navy Suits, Over jackets, Medication Pills, Cigarettes, Briefcase, Shotgun, Cash (No wallets), Scotch Whisky, Cards, Bundles of Money, Sunbeam car, Heroin needle, Raymond, Chandler book and pistols.
Events: Brother in coffin, Carter sleeps with Margret,Thorpe and his men get kicked in my carter. Carter has sex with Kinnears wife, Carter finds porno film of his brothers daugher (Kinnears films), Stabbing of Albert at the bookies, Carter kills Peter on the boat, Brumby chucked off a building, Eric is killed on the beach by carter (forced to drink whisky) Margaret is stripped and overdosed in the woods. Carter is killed by a sniper.
Quotes: You know, I'd almost forgotten what your eyes looked like. Still the same. Pissholes in the snow. You're a big man, but you're in bad shape. With me it's a full time job. Now behave yourself. I'm going to sit in the car and whistle "Rule Britannia".Here, go get yourself a course in karate. Frank wasn't like that. I'm the villain in the family, remember? You couldn't run an egg and spoon race Eric. Listen, the only reason I came back to this crap house is to find out who did it. And I'm not leaving till I do.

Sexy beast.

Locations: Spain and London. Villa, Random Field, Spanish Restaurant, Airport, Spanish Bar, Grosvenor House -London, Chinese restaurant, Bank, Harry's House (Bank owner).
Characters: Gal, Don Logan, Teddy bass, Deedee, Harry, Aitch, jackie, Enriques, Andy and Felipee.
Objects: Orange Trunks, Sunglass's, Gold Chain, Wrist chains, Diamond rings, Rock in swimming pool, Cigars, Cigarettes, Champagne, Suits, Shirts, Wine glass's, Whisky Glass, Ashtray, Flip-flops, Suncream, Blood, Shotgun, Pistol, Bear Bottles, Porche, Bundles of cash, Diamonds and Ashes.
Events: Rock falls into swimming pool, Restaurant scene when jackie and Aitch tell Gal that Don is coming. Don Logan Arrives in spain, Teddy Bass walks into the safe, Don logan go back to the airport then loses it. Don Logan gets shot. Gal meets the rest of the gangster at the Grosvenor. They break into the Safe. Gal gets home and continues his life.
Quotes:I fucked Jackie. Dirty cow. During what we were doing, she tried to stick her finger up my bum. I nearly hit the roof, you can imagine. I mean, what have you got to think of a woman who'd want to do that? Shut up, cunt. You louse. You got some fuckin' neck ain't you. Retired? Fuck off, you're revolting. Look at your suntan, it's leather, it's like leather man, your skin. We could make a fucking suitcase out of you. Like a crocodile, fat crocodile, fat bastard. You look like fucking Idi Amin, you know what I mean? Stay here? You should be ashamed of yourself. Who do you think you are? King of the castle? Cock of the walk? What you think this is the wheel of fortune? You think you can make your dough and fuck off? Leave the table? Thanks Don, see you Don, off to sunny Spain now Don, fuck off Don. Lying in your pool like a fat blob laughing at me, you think I'm gonna have that? You really think I'm gonna have that, ya ponce. All right, I'll make it easy for you. God knows you're fucking trying. Are you gonna do the job? It's not a difficult question, are you gonna do the job, yes or no? I gotta change my shirt, it's sticking to me. I'm sweating like a cunt. Where there's a will - and there is a fucking will - there's a way - and there is a fucking way. But quite frankly your attitude appalls me. It's not what you're saying. It's all this stuff you're not saying. Insinnuendos. Oh, yeah. Bloody hell. I'm sweating in here. Roasting. Boiling. Baking. Sweltering. It's like a sauna. Furnace. You can fry an egg on my stomach. Ohh, who wouldn't lap this up? It's ridiculous. Tremendous. Fantastic. Fan-dabby-dozy-tastic. People say, "Don't you miss it, Gal?" I say, "What, England? Nah. Fucking place. It's a dump. Don't make me laugh. Grey, grimy, sooty. What a shit hole. What a toilet. Every cunt with a long face shuffling about, moaning, all worried. No thanks, not for me." They say, "What's it like, then, Spain?" And I'll say, "It's hot. Hot. Oh, it's fucking hot. Too hot? Not for me, I love it." You're the problem! You're the fucking problem you fucking Dr White honkin' jam-rag fucking spunk-bubble! I'm telling you Aitch you keep looking at me I'll put you in the fucking ground, promise you! Not this time, Gal. Not this time. Not this fucking time. No. No no no no no no no no no! No! No no no no no no no no no no no no no! No! Not this fucking time! No fucking way! No fucking way, no fucking way, no fucking way! You've made me look a right cunt! Yeah, that's what I said. There's me putting my bag up in the cupboard next thing ya know, I feel hands on me. Someone's touched me, touched my front... my front bottom. I can't believe it, I've gone all cold. I look around, he standing there isn't he? That steward with the guilty look on his face. I was shocked, I didn't know what to say. I had to sit down, I was that perturbed. Then his mate, the other one who was giving us all lessons on what we do if we land in the sea. How to wear your life jacket etc; He starts off, he starts looking at my all funny... suggestive. Now I don't know if they're wanting me for a twosome or something, I don't know how they work it. But I'll tell you what, it scared me. I was shaking like a leaf, so without thinking I lit up a cigarette to calm me nerves. I was trembling, I was very emotional and that when all the rest of it happened. It's very regrettable. Now, I don't want to kick up a fuss, right, press charges... contact the British embassy. I'd rather not pursue those chanells, that's not my style. I'm not that sort of a bloke. I don't want the man to lose his job and I'm sure he's not representive of all you Spanish people. But I would appreciate it if you had a word with him, let him know he's been rumbled. I love you like a rose loves rainwater, like a leopard loves its partner in the jungle, like... I don't know what like.

Layer Cake.

Locations: London, Pharmacy, Letting Agency, Accountants, Stoke Park Club, Greenhouse in Holland, Garage,Building site roof top, Queens Arms, Library, Mechanics, Public Park, Multi-storey car park and Warehouse.
Characters: xxxx (Main Character), Clarkie, Duke, Slasher, Gazza, Wobby, Morty, Terry, Gene, Slavo and Tammy.
Objects: Cocaine - Brown Bricks, Masks, Gloves, 999.98 (weight of brick), Large somes of cash, Briefcase, Shirts and trousers, Blazer and jeans, Champagne and bucket, Pills - Brown flower box, Cigars, Heroin, Bright Yellow Range Rover, Iron, Hard cash (no wallets), Bottles of Fosters, Bottles of Whisky, Gun Cupboard, Bentley, Audi, Traditional pint glass's, Freezer.
Events: Cutting the Coke at the house, Meal with Jimmy Price at Stoke park club. The duke Steals drugs off some terrorists, Meeting between xxxx and the duke. xxxx Meets Tammy in a club, get her number. Meeting between the scousers about buying some drugs. Man found dead with iron on chest. Death of a drug addict. Morty kills freddy in a caffe. The Duke gets shot. Jean shows xxxx his gun collection. Incident on rooftop involving Eddie Temple. xxxx kills Jimmy price in his garden. Police raid warehouse (not reel Police). Pick-nick box with The Dukes head in it. Meeting with Freddy in warehouse. Death of Freddy. Death of xxxx.
Quotes: Always remember that one day all this drug monkey business will be legal. They won't leave it to people like me... not when they finally figure out how much money is to be made - not millions, fucking billions. Recreational drugs PLC - giving the people what they want... Good times today, Stupor tomorrow. But this is now, so until prohibition ends make hay whilst the sun shines. Tell me son, are you a homosexual? The day was when only homosexuals used words like "expansive". Fucking females is for poofs. My name? If you knew that, you'd be as clever as me. Well I'm honored. But for me this is all over. I'm getting out. What was true then is true now. Have a plan. Stick to it. So I'm sure you must have lots to discuss... but I have no business being here. I've got someone to meet. Adios, amigos. You're born, you take shit. You get out in the world, you take more shit. You climb a little higher, you take less shit. Till one day you're up in the rarefied atmosphere and you've forgotten what shit even looks like. Welcome to the layer cake son. Life is so fucking good I can taste it in my spit. I'm not a gangster, just a businessman. And my commodity happens to be cocaine. It is vital that we work to a few golden rules. Always work in a small team. Keep a very low profile. Only deal with people who come recommended. And it's like selling anything else: washing machines, hand made shoes, blowjobs. As long as you don't take the piss people will always come back for more. And that is not to say we don't have that special kind of magic that makes two kilos into three. But never be too greedy. There were villains, locked away for twelve years for robbing a bank of ten grand, doing time with drippy hippies who were doing twelve months for smuggling two million quid's worth of puff. I mean, work it out, mate. We're in the wrong fucking game. Fuck me, Gene. I fuckin' hope not. Are you trying to scare the shit out of me? I mean, I fucking hate guns - Although that one is really pretty. What is that, Second World War? A Roman general once said, "If you want peace, plan for war."

Lockstock & Two Smoking Barrels.

Locations: London. Harrys Sex shop, Mini Cabs Flats, JB's Bar, MMothys Boxing Gym, Somoen Joes Pub, Drug den, Boxing ring with cards table, Dirty streets of London.
Characters: Tom, Soap, Eddy, Bacon, Winston, J, Charles, Willie, Nick, Barry The Baptist, Hatchet Harry, Dog, Plank, Paul, Big Chris, Roy Breaker and Diamond Dog.
Objects: Bundles of Cash, Duffle Coats, Heineken bottles of beer, Weed, Pistols, Shotguns, Knifes, Machine Gun (Bringo gun) , Cards (3 card brag) Poker Chips, Chip Holder, Bottles of whisky, Whisky Glass's, Golf clubs, Coffee Cups, Mobile phones, Gold rings, Necklaces, Sovereign Rings, Blood.
Events: The robbery of the guns, Eddy loses the £100,000 in a card game to 7,7,4, to 6,6,10. Dog and his gang plan on stealing Winstons and his friends drugs/money. Eddy hears the plan. Tom buys double barrel shotguns. Dog raids Winstons drug den. Tom, soap, Eddy and Bacon steal the cash and drugs off Dog. Rory Breaker and his crew kill Dogs crew and are also killed. Big Chris steels the money of Dog. Hatchet harry get his money but is then killed in a misunderstanding with two scouse blokes. Big Chris then gets the money and tels the boys that the guns they have are worth £250k each.
Quotes: What was that? Armed? What do you mean armed? Armed with what? Err, bad breath, colorful language, feather duster... what do you think they're gonna be armed with? Guns, you tit! If you hold back anything, I'll kill ya. If you bend the truth or I think you're bending the truth, I'll kill ya. If you forget anything, I'll kill ya. In fact, you're gonna have to work very hard to stay alive, Nick. Now, do you understand everything I've said? 'Cause if you don't, I'll kill ya. A minute ago this was the safest job in the world. Now it's turning into a bad day in Bosnia. Charles, get the rifle out. We're being fucked. If you don't want to be counting the fingers you haven't got, I suggest you get those guns. Quick! Shotguns? What, like guns that fire shot? Oh, you must be the brains of the operation. Yes, guns that fire shot. We grow copious amounts of ganja here, and you're carrying a wasted girl and a bag of fertilizer. You don't look like your average horti-fucking-culturalist. Where the fuck are they going?... Shift a piano? I thought this was meant to be a robbery. Rory Breaker? That psychotic black dwarf with an Afro? It's a deal. It's a steal. It's sale of the fucking century! Actually, fuck it, Nick, I think I'll keep it. Is this some white cunts joke that black cunts don't get? 'Cause I'm not fucking laughing Nicholas. Harry didn't think that he did a very good job, so he grabbed the nearest thing to hand, which just so happened to be a 15 inch black rubber cock, and proceeded to beat poor old Smithy to death with. And that was seen as a nice way to go. Now, that, is why you pay Hatchet Harry, when you owe. When you dance with the devil, you wait for the song to stop. The entire British empire was built on cups of tea, and if you think I'm going to war without one, mate, you're mistaken. I've just spent 120 quid on me hair. If you think I’m puttin a stockin over me head you're very much mistaken. If you hold back anything, I'll kill ya. If you bend the truth or I think you're bending the truth, I'll kill ya. If you forget anything, I'll kill ya. In fact, you're gonna have to work very hard to stay alive, Nick. Now, do you understand everything I've just said? 'Cause if you don't, I'll kill ya! Now, Mr Bubble and Squeak, you may enlighten me.