Oh...!
This film contains
strong language.
# Keep on running
# Keep on hiding
# One fine day I'm gonna
be the one to make you understand
# Oh yeah, I'm gonna be your man...#
BURGLAR ALARM
# Keep on running
# Running from my arms
# One fine day I'm gonna be
the one to make you understand
# Oh yeah, I'm gonna be your man
# Hey, hey, hey
# Everyone is talking about me
# It makes me feel so bad
# Hey, hey, hey!
# Everyone is laughing at me
# It makes me feel so sad
# Just keep on running
# Hey, hey, hey!
# All right... #
SIRENS BLARE
# Keep on running... #
Taxi!
# Running from my arms
# One fine day I'm gonna
be the one to make you understand
# Oh yeah, I'm gonna be your man
# Hey, hey, hey
# Everyone is talking about me
# It makes me feel so sad... #
..resurrection to eternal life
through our Lord Jesus Christ...
who shall change the body
of our low estate that it may be
like unto His glorious body...
according to the mighty working,
whereby He is able to subdue
all things to Himself. Amen.
Morning, Mr Mitchell.
What's he doing here?
Showing his respect. Shame
you couldn't have done the same.
I was at the tables...
Get lucky, did you?
Yeah. I bought a new suit.
I'd never have noticed(!)
Mr Mitchell, fancy seeing you here!
I sent the old lag down
more times than I can remember.
Only right and proper I show up.
And these occasions help me
keep in touch.
Give the public what they want,
they'll show up for it.
They'll come when you go, Biggsy.
To make sure you're dead.
How's June, Buster?
Baby coming along OK this time?
Fine, Mr Mitchell.
Can I offer you a ride, Mr Mitchell?
No thanks, Bruce.
I've got a police car.
Coming with us, Buster?
No, Harry. I kept the taxi.
I'm going home in style.
After a night at the tables,
you'll need a peace offering.
I can handle June.
Course you can, Buster.
That's one pound ten, mate.
Thirty bob? Just from Peckham?
You got a dodgy clock there, boy.
You better hang on.
I ain't moving, sunshine.
KNOCKS ON DOOR
You won - thank God!
Not exactly.
You like the flowers, then?
What do you mean, not exactly?
Well, you know. I lost a few bob.
Lend us a quid to pay the taxi.
You mean you lost. The lot?
Nah...!
Well, sort of, yeah.
The rent man calls today.
How am I supposed to pay him?
Come on, Juney. We'll find a way.
We always do.
And where did you get that suit?
Tell you later.
The clock's still going.
(Buster, I can't go on like this.)
He'll go away in a minute.
(Nicky, come back here!)
Good day, madam.
Are your mummy and daddy there?
(Darlin', we're not in!)
No!
They're behind the couch.
TV: 'If you don't believe me, look.
A lump the size of a walnut'
So why can't we, Buster?
Why can't we what?
Why can't we buy that house?
It was two hours ago
we had that conversation!
It was before "Rawhide" started.
Well, why, Buster?
Let me watch the telly, June.
You've always had enough money.
You've had it when I've had it.
That's not the point.
We're a family now.
We need a home of our own.
What with Nicky
and the new baby on the way.
Has Nicky ever gone without?
No, but the rent man has.
I don't want to hide
behind the couch every month.
You can pay rent.
Why can't you pay for a house?
How much is the house, June?
3,000.
How much to rent this place?
3 a week.
That's why.
Now let me watch the cowboys!
You could get a mortgage.
Borrow it. From a bank.
I do borrow from banks.
That is my job.
I mean with their permission.
I can just see my reference.
From Harry Stenford,
labourer and heavy villain.
Or we could ask the Governor
of Brixton Prison.
Buster, please! I just want
some security for us - as a family.
Look, I'm a lucky thief.
You don't need no house.
Not when I'm around.
And what happens
when your luck runs out?
Where's the baby clothes
coming from then?
You want baby things, write a list.
I'll get them.
No-one can say
I don't provide for this family.
Right. If that's how you want it.
Bloody hell!
'Let's head 'em up
and move them out!'
"RAWHIDE" THEME SONG
I've missed it now!
I used to have one of these.
That'll do. Right, now...
Plastic pants, nappies,
talcum powder, safety pins.
Sterilising liquid... Jesus,
what's she want that for?
That'll come in useful!
# We wish you a merry Christmas...
# And a happy New Year! #
What the bloody hell! Who's that?
Buster! What time is it?
It's Christmas time!
Six to twelve months? It's too big.
You'll have to take it back.
Did you get a receipt?
No, I didn't get a receipt!
Come here.
Oh, June. I do love you, darlin'.
I know you do, darlin'.
Oh, something is sticking in me.
TOY SQUEAKS
SQUEAKING CONTINUES
I've got some good info, Harry.
Oh? Remember that poofy lawyer?
Yeah.
Me and Bruce met him at the track.
Got terrific info this time.
I remember last time.
We was unlucky, that's all.
We wasn't unlucky. I was unlucky.
I done the 18 months. You went off
to watch Charlton Athletic.
Well, they got beat four nil.
Sorry, mate.
Oh, bloody dogs!
Look, Harry. It's the big one,
this job. Really.
Five grand, is it, this time?
Split ten ways?
I had to get the fucking Tube home
after the last job with you.
You still knocking off Mothercare,
are you, Buster?
How does a million quid grab you?
It's straight up, this one, honest.
Yeah? What is it?
Elizabeth Taylor's jewellery?
No, you stupid prick.
It's a Royal Mail train.
Carries a million quid
on a bank holiday weekend.
And we're gonna nick it.
One million quid.
What does Bruce say?
Bruce thinks it's on.
Ouch! Bloody hell!
I'm soaked! My feet!
Careful!
'Ere, who do you think you are?
Akaba, old son, Akaba!
Towards the guns. Charge!
My hero!
We've struggled across 200 miles
of desert to bring you this message.
What message is that, then?
My faithful servant, June,
has it about her person.
I've got it here, Orenz!
"Two cod and chips
and heavy on the vinegar, please!"
Ain't no-one nicked stuff off a
train before, Bruce. Not big stuff.
I know that, Harry.
So are we gonna have a trial run?
Yeah, but not on the main line.
The best time to take it
is after the bank holiday weekend.
So there's plenty of time
to practise.
Practise?
We'll go into training -
like the Olympics.
By the time we're through,
we'll be able to lift
any amount of cash off any train.
So what's the plan?
First we're gonna need some help.
What sort of help?
Expert help. None of us have ever
stopped a train before, have we?
That's easy -
just pull the communication cord.
That's not how it works.
You can't judge accurately
where the train's gonna stop.
So?
So I want to bring
George's lot in.
No. He's an arsehole.
No, Harry. He's just
a smug little bastard,
but he knows how to do it.
And we can't just wing it when
there's a million quid at stake.
We've got to know exactly
where the train's going to stop.
Wait for me!
Attagirl, Nicky!
Round you go!
Give it a push. Push, push, push!
Not too fast!
It's unlucky working with another
firm. There's bound to be arguments.
Let's do the trial run first
and see if it works.
If it doesn't,
I call George the next day.
I still say he's an arsehole.
Right, gentlemen, here we all are.
As last Friday's fiasco
showed us, we're still
in need of a little work.
So I've asked George and his firm
to come and show how they'll stop
the train.
Some of you lot tried nicking stuff
from a train before.
Didn't work, did it?
Get on with it!
This is what you do.
I'll be up on the gantry.
When Bruce gives me the word,
I'll cover the green lights like so.
Then I connect the battery
to the red light.
Presto!
How you get the train from the
gantry to the bridge - is up to you.
Fucking push it, if we have to.
No need for that, Harry.
Everything's all been taken care of.
We'll have two army jeeps
and an army truck parked
under a bridge just up the line.
The roads are usually deserted.
However, just in case...
..we'll wear army fatigues, as
there's an army base in the area.
We'll pass the bags from the train
down the embankment
to where they'll be loaded...
CRASH
..into the truck.
The real problem,
as George pointed out,
is how to get the train
from the stopping point...
to the bridge.
Fortunately, Ronnie's come up
with the perfect feller.
Old Walter - used to be
a train driver for forty years.
What's he been up to this time?
He never says, you know that.
You're not like this usually.
It's something big.
He's on about this dream
all the time. About how
we're gonna be rich.
I dunno, I just don't understand it.
What's he after this time?
The Crown Jewels?
Mum, I'm scared.
He's gonna try something silly
and get hisself nicked!
June. He's a lucky thief. He's only
ever been inside for two weeks.
He's been careful.
He's only done London jobs.
God knows where he's off to now.
It's that Bruce's fault.
He's been the one getting at Buster.
You'll just have to talk to him.
I've tried talking to him
until I'm blue in the face.
He just watches the telly. Or he
gets cross and goes to the pub.
Keeps telling me
he's doing it for me.
What about the baby?
Oh, he provides for it all right.
He's nicked stuff
from every Mothercare in London.
I mean does he want it?
He didn't get no receipt
so he can't take the clobber back.
Oh!
June... June, what is it?
June?!
You are sure about
this old geezer, Ronnie?
Leave off! He's been a train driver
for 40 years!
He's on a British Railways
pension of 3 a week.
He'd drive a rocket for ten grand!
Jesus Christ! He thinks
he's going on holiday!
Bye, love!
SHE GASPS
The ambulance will be here
in a minute.
Are you all right?
Oh, I wish Buster was here.
Some bleeding hope!
Now just breathe in hard
and try not to think about him.
Yeah.
Oh, Mum! Christ!
There's a good girl.
Mum, honest, Buster'd be just
as worried if he was here.
Where the hell is he? He should be
with his wife at a time like this!
You're five months gone. Anything
could be happening in there.
He's working, Mum.
Of course he is.
Proper little breadwinner, he is.
Oh, no! It's starting again!
You'll be all right, June.
We'll manage by ourselves.
We did last time.
Yeah, I was only
eight weeks gone last time.
BREATHES DEEPLY
All right, hang on. Hang on.
Oh, Jesus! I'm losing it, Mum!
RADIO: 'One of the chief witnesses
in the trial of Dr Stephen Ward
'has admitted perjuring herself.'
Today, President Kennedy and his
wife Jacqueline
'attended the funeral
of their infant son Patrick.'
Where are your gloves?
In me pocket.
Gloves.
Sssh.
'Rain and fog at first.
Cloudy but brighter later.
Maximum temperature 68 degrees.'
No shooters!
Get rid of it.
Tut, tut, tut!
Got that last clue yet?
Come on, move it! Move it!
Go!
Come on, come on! Move up here!
One minute!
Everybody ready?
Ready.
It's coming. I'm on my way.
TRAIN WHISTLE
Jesus Christ! It's worked!
Walter!
Right, old man,
let's get this thing moving.
WALTER: Anyone got a light?
Right, let's see. Where's
the vacuum? Oh, here we are!
Nothing.
Nothing new, eh?
HARRY: Shit, come on!
I can't get the vacuum!
I'll shove it up your arse!
I told Ronnie
I'd never driven a diesel!
If you don't get
this thing moving in 30 seconds,
you and him are six feet under.
I only worked in a shunting yard.
Get the other driver in here!
I'll get the hang of it
in a few minutes.
Get this thing moving!
Go!
Get under the ledge!
Under the ledge!
Half a dozen stamps
and two premium bonds, please.
Get 'em out the back!
HARRY: Come on, come on, let's go!
BUSTER: That one's mine, Harry!
Jesus Christ! Look at it!
Bleeding look at it!
What a birthday!
What a bleeding birthday present!
What's this lot?
Scottish notes!
Anyone want these? No. Send it back!
Happy birthday, Harold!
ALL: Happy birthday!
Here's your cup of tea. Sit up.
Drink it while it's hot.
It'll do you good.
Thanks, Mum.
You read about that robbery?
It's all over the wireless.
Hmm, some cheek, eh?
Takes a bit of nerve though.
Still, a million quid!
"Biggest ever mail robbery."
What I could do
with a million quid!
Dream come true, that is.
Oh no, June!
Buster's not on this one!
Dream come true, Mum.
You said it yourself.
This one says it was 30 masked men.
How many in the Express, Ronnie?
This says 30 an' all.
If I was one of them
bastards on the train,
I'd think there was 30 of us, too.
The Telegraph's got a good report.
Everyone read it?
I wonder if they'll ever admit
how much we did nick?
If the reward is one per cent,
it'll be twenty-five grand.
That'll set a few tongues wagging.
Not here it won't. We're solid.
The Old Bill thinks we're still
within 30 miles of the train.
It's a bluff.
They got nothing to go on.
RADIO: 'Police today announced
that army vehicles were used...'
Ron, your gloves!
I'm not the only one, Bruce.
'The total is believed
to be in the region of two million,
'six hundred thousand...'
Whose go is it?
It's my go.
'The search for the hideout used
by the gang will include checks on
all farms and outlying property...
'in a radius of 30 miles
from the location of the robbery
at Seers Crossing.'
We should get back to London.
Who asked you, arsehole?
If we leave now
someone'll get picked up.
We've all got alibis
and safe houses.
And 150,000 in a suitcase. How
are you going to explain that lot?
If the law knows
we're in a 30-mile radius,
they could be here before Sunday.
There's no point
in sitting on our arses
waiting for them to find us!
Right. We'll go.
I'll get Fairclough to send
the dustmen in to clean this place.
Mr Fairclough.
What's wrong with the phone?
My friends want to leave.
Supposed to stay till Sunday.
They want to get back to London.
That's their lookout.
They want you to get the dustmen
down there today.
I can't at such short notice.
It's what you're being paid for.
I wouldn't try and cross them.
Fellas like them, with cash
like that, can be a bit edgy.
Know what I mean?
Thanks, darlin'.
(That's Daddy!)
Give us a kiss. Missed your daddy?
June!
What do you think of your clever
old man then, eh?
Law's gonna come after you, Son.
I got the whole thing planned.
Like June's pregnancy?
Look, ain't no-one gonna touch us
now, Mum. We're gonna see the world.
Besides, the heat'll be off
in a few weeks.
You're riding for a fall, Buster.
Don't you take my daughter
and granddaughter down with you.
Yeah, all right.
Yeah, poppet.
Fancy a nice holiday then?
Let's get the bags.
'Where are we going?'
'Shepperton - nice little semi.'
You'll like it there.
Buster, I've got something
to tell you.
What?
I've lost the baby.
Sorry to keep you waiting, boys.
The jury's only just retired.
Why ain't you answered our calls?
I wanted to be sure my friend had
done his job clearing up the farm.
And has he?
Not as yet, no.
You fucking...!
You should never have
left the farm early.
So when will he be here?
Have you been careless
with your prints?
We paid you
to get that place cleaned!
He will be there this afternoon.
Tomorrow at the latest.
We can't wait that long.
You have been careless
with your prints, haven't you?
Let's burn the bleeder down.
We'll have to get back down there!
RADIO: '... He's been bowling
some very unpleasant balls
'from the Vauxhall end
and bouncing it a bit.'
'...23 balls on the West Indies
innings.
'He's going to bowl
to Ken Barrington...'
'We're going back to Broadcasting
House for a newsflash.'
'Police investigating
the Great Train Robbery have
found the robbers' hideout.'
'It is Leatherslade Farm
near the village of Oakley
in Buckinghamshire.'
'Det Supt Fewtrell said
this afternoon
'"The place is one big clue."'
That's it. We're nicked.
They won't find anything
there to connect to us.
We're all in safe houses,
aren't we?
"The place is one big clue."
What the hell does that mean?
Prints, probably.
We were all wearing gloves.
We should burn the bleeder down.
Don't be crazy, Harry. That place'll
be swarming with the law.
And journalists - we're famous now.
More popular than Christine Keeler
and The Beatles.
Great(!)
Anyone got two bob for the bill?
Are you sure you won't
have a drink, Poyser?
I'm sorry, sir. I don't drink.
The robbery was over a month ago.
As conventional police tactics
haven't unearthed
Reynolds or Edwards...
it might help your career
if you were to start drinking.
Scotch and soda please, Cooper.
We've picked up four of them.
We'll get the lot eventually.
Eventually is not good enough.
This is a crime against the very
structure of our society.
We know the men in most cases, sir.
All the more reason why they should
be under lock and key.
You see, Mr Poyser, we cannot afford
for the British public
to take the side of burglars...
against the forces
of law and justice.
I hardly think that's likely,
Sir James.
Oh, indeed!
So nobody in Scotland Yard
reads the papers any more?
Fleet Street drivel! Nobody
believes this Robin Hood nonsense.
Really? Then it may come
as a surprise to you...
to know that the very same people
who read "Fleet Street drivel"
also have the vote.
Regrettable perhaps,
but a fact of political life.
It'll take a couple of weeks
at the most, sir.
Ten days, tops, sir.
"And they're off!"
"A great level start
right across the course..."
Let's try next door.
DOORBELL RINGS
TV COMMENTARY CONTINUES
He's shut the door, Mum!
David, go round the back
and knock on the window.
And tell the man to answer the door.
My mum says open the door!
Piss off before I do you!
Mum...!
Hello!
You're Mr Green, aren't you?
Yes, yes, I am.
I'm so sorry to trouble you, but
I've locked myself out next door.
Oh!
I'm Linda Simpson.
This is Susan and David.
You've got a little girl,
haven't you?
Might have. Yeah, we have, yeah.
Nicky, isn't it?
I don't like to ask -
but my husband's away on business.
He's a management consultant.
You want a lift up, or something?
Have you got a ladder?
Bloody neighbours!
Oh no!
(What are you doing?!)
Hello, Mrs Green.
This must be Nicky.
This is Susan and David.
Your husband has agreed to help me.
I locked myself out.
I was so looking forward
to meeting our new neighbours.
Give it back, David!
SIRENS BLARE
Ronald Edwards!
The house is completely surrounded!
Come out
and give yourself up quietly!
Gone?
What do you mean, gone?
We missed 'em
by about half an hour, sir.
I can't release that
in a press statement, Mitchell.
And it won't do anything for
the Commissioner's health either.
We think they're on their own patch.
They'll feel safer in South London.
I don't want theories.
I want these men locked up!
We've caught eight of the bastards.
They'll soon start squealing.
Oh, come on, Inspector.
You read the newspapers.
Since those pictures of Edwards
and Reynolds have appeared,
they've become
proper little folk heroes.
I've known Edwards
for a few years now, sir.
I can get the word out
this morning if you like.
No, Jack!
No deals! Not on this one.
I want those bastards
nailed to the floor.
And so do you.
Your neck's on the line, too.
Right, they're all sorted
and labelled. Think you can manage?
I think so.
Who's this Albert Stapleton, then?
He's the bloke arranging
the transfer to Swiss francs.
Yeah, I've heard of him.
He's a wanker.
He came very highly recommended.
You must be crazy.
You should be in Switzerland.
It's the only way you can be sure
you're not being taken for a ride.
I ain't been outside this house
for six months, Jimmy!
By the way, who is
the Prime Minister these days?
Tell me about this lot.
That one is yours.
This is for the rent on this place.
And this is for Keith.
He's trying to find somewhere abroad
for us. Any news on them passports?
The regular forgers won't touch it.
The law's turned them all over.
Hello, Sally.
Didn't know you wore glasses.
I take 'em off
for the customers, Sergeant.
We heard as you were seeing
this Great Train Robber.
Buster Edwards? Here?
You must be joking!
Everyone knows about him and June.
Hello, Harry!
You hid any of that two and a half
million quid up there?
I don't know how to do it.
I never had a garden before.
I never had a beard before,
but I ain't bellyaching.
All right, Buster. You weed
the garden, I'll weed your beard.
Just do something, you old ratbag.
I don't know what to do!
I might be digging up
a 50-year-old dehydrangea.
If it's 50 years old
it'll probably need digging up!
Well, I can't do it.
"Britain's most wanted criminal was
arrested while weeding the garden!"
We can't have a gardener in.
And if we don't do something
we'll have the neighbours round.
Mmmm.
Shall I ring Jimmy?
No. We can't ask him to do
everything. I'll think of something.
Right.
Hello, Harry.
Hello, Mr Mitchell.
You heard
what's happened to your friends?
We got the lot, pretty much.
You're going down
for a hell of a stretch, Son.
(You interested in
releasing information
about Bruce and Buster?)
You offering me a deal, Mr Mitchell?
Come on, Harry. Be sensible.
They'd shop you if they were here.
Where are they, Harry? I want them.
Sorry, Mr Mitchell.
I don't know nothing.
Sorry.
I'm glad there's no
Richie Benaud this time.
I beg your pardon?
Australian - cricketer.
Ah! I never cared for cricket much.
I was a wet bob.
Eton?
Radley.
My youngest goes in September.
I hope he survives.
Five years in a good public school
would sort our criminals out.
I doubt they could take it.
Remember the cold showers?
And the beatings. Appalling.
Do you think we should start
with those train robbers?
The feeling is hostile.
Could you have a word
in the right ear?
I don't like to interfere
at Crown Court level.
Do you have any particular
figure in mind?
The thought was suggested...thirty.
Thirty?!
Somebody must be very cross.
We must re-establish some sort
of authority before the election.
Agreed. Absolutely.
But thirty years for a robbery!
A bit steep, don't you think?
Not really. No.
BUSTER: You reckon
Mitchell'll do a deal?
BRUCE: There ain't gonna
be no deals, Buster.
It's just that June's not
all that keen on Mexico.
Shit, June!
Who wears the trousers
in your house?
A lot of the time, Bruce,
ain't neither of us!
We're getting on really well
these days.
If we'd taken the Crown Jewels
they couldn't be coming
after us any harder.
Her mother reckons...
I'm sick and tired of hearing
about June's mother!
If you're so keen take her with you.
I'm not keen, Bruce.
Franny is going ahead - to make sure
the Old Bill ain't following.
She'll be in Acapulco
in a couple of weeks.
Oh, Acapulco!
Where's that, then?
Oh, Mexico, you ignorant sod!
So when are you coming?
I don't know. June hates abroad.
You reckon even if we gave the whole
lot back, it'd still be no deal?
No deals, Buster.
Don't waste your brain
thinking about them.
As it is now, we can't even get
out the front door.
You can live like a king in Mexico
on two grand a year.
Just think of it. The sun,
the sand, the sea, the birds.
All that crumpet, Buster,
just waiting for you to come up
and grab handfuls of it!
It's that dream
we've worked all our lives for.
I know that, Bruce.
That's what I told June.
Don't make no difference though.
Women are funny like that.
(It's unbelievable. 307 years!)
Thirty years for robbery!
It's a bleeding disgrace!
They'd have got off lighter
if they had killed someone!
It's that Profumo mess that's done
it. The world's turned upside down!
They'll be in their sixties
before they come out.
Never see their families again.
They're hard men, June.
They'll make it.
Harry's in solitary already.
Screw some tart who gives secrets
to the Russians and you don't get
invited to parties no more.
Nick a few quid from a train
and you do thirty years!
Bastards!
Come on, June, just think
about Mexico. All that sun and sea.
It's our dream. It's the good life.
I don't want you to go, Buster.
Me and Bruce
are the only two left on the run.
Mitchell'd give his granny
to get us!
I want us to go together.
It's too dodgy. You're safe here.
Jimmy'll look after you.
And your mum's here
to keep you company.
Besides, it's easier
if I travel on me own.
Trust me, eh?
What if I ain't never
gonna see you no more?
We'd better go, Buster.
The boat leaves at midnight.
How long? How long will it take?
I dunno. Maybe six weeks.
Stapleton worked us over
good and proper.
I should've been in Switzerland
handling that cash.
I'll soon have the bank
accounts operating...
and find out what happened
to that twenty grand.
I'll get the new passports and the
tickets, and then I'll send for you.
Buster, come on. They'll go
without you if you're not there.
Buster, don't go!
I'm frightened.
I love you so much.
I've been shut up with you
for 24 hours a day, seven days
a bleeding week, near enough.
Most men would've throttled
their old ladies by now.
Know why I haven't?
Cos you are the best bloody thing
that's ever happened to me.
Kiss Nicky goodbye for me, eh?
Look, Mummy, look!
No more sweets, poppet.
Your teeth will fall out
if you have any more today.
Can I have some chocolate
buttons, Mum?
Would you like some
jelly babies instead?
Both.
Four ounces of each, please.
It's difficult
when they keep going on like that.
I have a grandchild just the same.
How old is she?
It's a boy actually.
Colin. Lovely little thing.
Well, you always say that
about your own, don't you?
How much do I owe you?
Fourpence each...eightpence.
Come on, poppet. We'll be late
for our tea. Save those till after.
You are an arsehole if you think the
juries have changed in six months.
I wasn't at that farm and you can't
fit me up, and you know it.
We'll nail you for aiding
and abetting a Great Train Robber.
You'll go down for twenty, easy.
Fifty quid says it'll be less
than five years.
I might just recognise
where the banknotes came from.
Mum!
Give Nicky some tea.
I've got to get in touch with Jimmy.
Ain't no use you trying to ring him.
Why?
On the wireless, half an hour ago.
They've arrested Jimmy.
Suspected of helping
one of the Great Train Robbers.
I hope you're ready, madam.
Taxi'll be here in two minutes.
Oh, I'm so nervous, Mum.
They give you barley sugar.
Who do?
On the plane. For your nerves.
When you fly for the first time.
I've read about it. Oh.
Why are you going like this, June?
What else can I do?
They might be watching the airport.
Who knows what they'll do...
I've got to be with Buster, Mum.
He's only getting a new passport,
June. Won't change his character.
I know.
What are you going to do in Mexico?
You don't speak Mexican.
Where's Nicky going
to go to school?
You've never been out
of this country before.
I know. I've thought of nothing else
since Buster left.
So why are you going?
You said you didn't
believe that rubbish he said
about the dream he always had.
I'm married, Mum. And I love him.
# Going loco down in Acapulco
# If you stay too long
# Yes, you'll be going loco
down in Acapulco
# The magic down there
is so strong... #
'They're not gonna know
what's hit them!'
Buster will be all right,
but I don't know about June.
A bit too far from
the Elephant and Castle for 'er.
No bingo, no mum. What will she do?
# ..Get out while you can
# Cos you'll be going loco
down in Acapulco
# If you stay too long
# Yes, you'll be going loco
down in Acapulco
# The magic down there is so strong
# You can hear voices pleading
through those warm Latin nights
# Memories of lost and found
leaving broken hearts
# All over town
# Cos you'll be going loco
down in Acapulco
# If you stay too long
# Yes, you'll be going loco
down in Acapulco
# The magic down there
is so strong... #
That's them. It's gotta be.
You're right.
Cor blimey!
This is better
than a wet Wednesday
in Billingsgate Market, ain't it?
I ain't never seen
nothing as beautiful!
Where are they?
Yeah, it is.
Hey, Brucey!
How are you, eh?
It's good to see you!
Hello. Franny.
How are you doing, darlin'?
Welcome to Acapulco.
Come on. Let's go.
# ..Yes, you'll be going loco
down in Acapulco
# The magic down there is so strong
# Feel the pressure,
your back against the wall
# You're just about to fall
# If you're afraid to love,
afraid to take a chance
# You'd better hide your feelings,
get out while you can
# Cos you'll be going loco
down in Acapulco
# If you stay too long
# Yes, you'll be going loco
down in Acapulco
# The magic down there is so strong
# You can hear voices pleading
through those warm Latin nights
# Memories of lost and found,
leaving broken hearts
# All over town
# Cos you'll be going loco
down in Acapulco
# If you stay too long
# Yes, you'll be going loco
down in Acapulco
# The magic down there
is so strong. #
You can't get out now, Dad! I've
got lots and lots of sand on you.
I've buried you!
You reckon I can't get out, eh?
Yeah!
Not too rough!
Thanks a lot!
Hmm! Bruce!
It's too hot for all that.
Fancy a bit of suntan lotion,
Buster?
Nah, I don't want
none of that poofy stuff.
Besides you don't get
much the first day.
How about you, June?
Me and Buster, we've got good skin.
You won't keep it if you don't oil
it. It's not Clacton, you know.
Too bleeding right! You don't get
flies like this in Clacton!
If it was Clacton we could get
TCP from the chemist.
But it's not Clacton, is it?
Paradise in the sun -
that's what this is.
SPEAKS IN SPANISH
How much is it?
It is two dollars.
OK. Give me one dollar fifty.
How much you want to spend?
I don't really want it.
No, it's all right. No thanks.
What do you think
of it so far, June?
Fine.
It's not quite what I thought
it would be.
How did you think it was gonna be?
You know those hotels
on the front in Brighton -
The Metropole and The Grand?
Well, a bit like that really.
What? In Acapulco?
That's better.
All right, my love?
Mind if I loosen my tie?
Oi! What's all this? We didn't
order any of this clobber!
You've got to watch these wankers!
They bring you the cocktails free.
It's all part of the meal.
Why didn't they say so, then?
Cheers!
Ow! Ow!
They've put salt in the bastard!
They're supposed to put salt
in the bastard.
The idea is you sip it slowly
over the salt rim.
The Pauillac '53, Miguel.
From the Mouton-Rothschild Chateau.
A lovely bouquet!
You all right now, Buster?
Yeah, course I am - yeah.
Bleeding waiters - make me puke!
Good job they don't
speak no English, eh?
Would the senor care
for some McEwan's Export?
It isn't chilled, but the cellar
temperature is quite cool.
Very good, Miguel.
What are we going
to have to eat, Buster?
I dunno - you choose something.
The tortillas are fab.
They may be a bit spicy for you, but
me and Bruce think they're great.
We certainly do.
I can really recommend
the chilli con carne,
but it might be a bit spicy for you.
Ain't there no meat on the menu?
It is meat.
It's just sort of spiced up a bit.
I just want some steak and chips.
You don't have steak and chips
in Acapulco, June.
Yeah, well, I like steak
and chips. It's all I want.
It's not often
we've been able to afford it.
I've got some steak in the fridge.
If you want to share it
you can come with me.
June... June!
June darlin'!
Blimey! Are you sure these are all
your brothers and sisters, Maria?
Si, senor. Except for Pedro...
and Teresa.
All right. All right.
June, stop it! You're tickling!
Not till you tell me.
Stop it!
Tell me then.
Tell you what?
Where we're going.
When?
This afternoon.
I'm going to see Bruce.
I thought we was going out together.
You said we was.
That's why I let Maria bring
all them kids round here.
When did I say that?
Yesterday.
I don't remember.
Look, go buy yourself something.
I don't want any money.
I've got plenty of money.
Right. Let's hope it stays that way.
What do you mean? Has that ten
grand come from Switzerland yet?
No, it got lost.
Lost?!
Yes, lost. We got stuffed,
all right?
But who'd do that?
I dunno, June - someone somewhere.
It'll be all right.
Trust me. I'll work it out.
Ten thousand pounds - you lost
ten thousand pounds?!
Don't worry about the money.
Just keep enjoying yourself,
all right?
Don't wait up,
me and Bruce have got business.
Me and June are going through
250 a week out here.
Have you tried economising?
Christ! Look at that pair there!
You sound just like June's mother.
Really? I didn't know
she was fond of big tits!
Go on, look at the one in yellow.
Jesus Christ!
This is as good as St Tropez here.
God! They're enormous!
It must be all that fruit they eat.
Sex. I love it. I just love it!
You don't find tits
like that at Margate, my son!
You're not listening, Bruce.
How is it that a pair of knockers
are a lot more
interesting than Franny's...
that are lying on the bed at home
and much more available?
It's one of the wonders
of the world, that is.
Bruce...!
Cox's Pippins.
Tan-ger-ines!
Why doesn't Maria do the shopping?
I like it. I was good at it at home.
You're crackers, June.
I'm getting back in the taxi.
And for God's sake hurry up!
I want my margarita!
HE SPEAKS SPANISH
# Rolling, rolling, rolling... #
Bloody hell! Bruce!
Charlton Athletic won at Manchester
City. Eddie Firmani scored twice!
Bleeding fantastic!
THEY SING 'RAWHIDE' THEME SONG
SINGING DRUNKENLY
Good Lord, you're home!
That's it - yeah.
What are you gonna tell June?
Don't worry about my Juney.
I can handle her all right.
DOORBELL
Hello, Juney. Me and Bruce have
been having business meetings.
That's right - yes.
Course you wouldn't understand it.
It's too hard for women, innit?
That's right, yes.
It's all right, June.
He's just overworked.
It don't taste the same
without brandy sauce.
Couldn't get it. We tried.
What's the point of Christmas
without pudding and brandy sauce?
Proper turkey,
like you get in MacFisheries.
The Queen, eh?
ALL: Merry Christmas!
Only one thing wrong
with Her Majesty, though.
Her bleeding prisons!
June, where could you find better
to spend Christmas than this?
The sun, the sea, blue sky...!
I'll tell you, Bruce - London.
The snow and ice and fog
and the boozer.
And decent snout. No beggars
on the streets and bleeding flies!
People who speak the Queen's English
RETCHING
Nicky...!
She's really hot.
Bloody hell! She's burning up!
We want to see the head honcho.
I've got a sick child here.
Are you listening?
Buster, don't. He's busy.
Leave off, June.
Look, stupido,
this little girl is ill!
Senor, all these people
are also ill. You must wait.
How can we wait?
She could be dead
before you get to her!
NICKY COUGHS
Listen to her, just listen to her!
You are not in England now.
You must wait your turn!
Buster! For God's sake!
Give me Nicky and get out of here!
Don't be stupid, June.
It's bad enough being ill
in this hole without you
upsetting the doctor as well!
I might have known
it was my bleeding fault!
You were the one that was always
on about having a house.
Not here, Buster.
Can't you see?
It ain't worth a tin of beans here.
What the hell
am I supposed to do about it?
Go back to the villa, Buster.
There ain't nothing you can do here.
She's my daughter, ain't she?
Well, I ain't leaving.
I done it all for you,
you ungrateful cow!
Oi! Come here! Come here!
Have you seen my daughter?
SHE SPEAKS SPANISH
A little girl.
We came in last night.
SHE SPEAKS SPANISH
Have you seen June? My wife.
SHE SPEAKS SPANISH
I don't speak bloody Spanish!
SHE SPEAKS SPANISH
Buenos dias, Senor.
Your little Nicky,
she plays a very good game.
Tic tac toe they call it, no?
No. Noughts and crosses we call it.
Where did you take her to?
Why didn't you wake me?
She say mamma always do it.
Do what?
In the Christmas cake.
They don't taste so good.
She have food poisoning.
We pump her stomach.
We get rich. Thirty pesos!
No! Go away!
I bet they got some smashing
gear up there, girl.
Oh yeah.
Buy you something, eh?
I don't want anything, Buster.
Nicky! Come back here!
How many times have I told you
about running off?
You can get lost so easy.
Do you want to try this on?
Buster, I don't want it!
I didn't even want to come here!
I'll buy it anyway. You can take
it back if you don't like it.
Oh yeah, Like Marks and Sparks(!)
Nicky! Come back here!
Don't be such a misery guts, June.
I'm sorry about what I said
at the hospital.
Let's forget it. It's over.
It ain't over, Buster.
We don't belong here.
This ain't home.
It never can be. I gotta go back.
I want Mum and I want London,
and I want the rain!
And I want Nicky to start talking
bleeding English again!
But this is our dream!
No, Buster. It ain't our dream.
It's yours.
You never asked me.
All I ever wanted was us. Together.
Like when we was in hiding.
But what about the house,
and the money...?
Forget the money!
Can't you see it's torn us apart?
June, please!
Get off! Look, I hate Mexico!
And I hate you!
Senor, I give you good price...!
Piss off!
We'll miss the plane. Come on.
I don't want to!
Maria!
I want to stay in Mexico!
I don't want to go to London!
Maria! I want Daddy!
Mum, don't say anything, please!
TV SPORTS COMMENTARY
Come on, England, come on!
How much more to go, Bruce?
I haven't got the time. Come on,
you Kraut ref! Blow, you bastard!
Come on, England, come on!
Go on, use it! Use it!
Still two each?
No. It's 3-2, you silly sod!
Sssh!
COMMENTARY IN SPANISH
That's a good ball, good ball!
Come on, Geoffrey. Hit it!
CHANTING: We are the champions!
Hey! We've just won
the bloody World Championship!
# We are the champions!
# God save our Queen
# Send her victorious
# Happy and glorious
# Long to reign over us... #
You're a fool.
I'm a fool for not listening before.
If you get nicked you're going down
for 30 just like the rest.
Nah. Them 30-year stretches
is all over with, Bruce.
Maybe Jack Mitchell will do a deal.
There never were going
to be any deals on this one, Buster.
And if you think you're going
to get away with five or six years
you're kidding yourself.
Look what you'll be missing.
I mean, if it's the money...
It ain't the money, Bruce.
All this don't mean nothing no more.
Not without her.
You're hopeless, aren't you?
Wouldn't you do the same thing
for Franny?
I ain't going back to do no deals.
I'm going back for June.
For God's sake why, Buster?
Cos she's my wife.
And I love her.
Don't forget about New Zealand,
will you?
No, I'll mention it.
The climate's the same as England.
And the food.
And June could bring her mum.
It's a great idea, Bruce.
Bye, Buster.
Give my love to June.
Yeah, I will.
I'll wait in the car.
I got nearly 400 left. Not bad
change from 150,000, is it?
Buster, if it's cash you need...
It ain't the money, Bruce.
I just want to go home.
Hey, make sure you don't get
caught, all right?
Come on.
Get up, sunshine. We're home.
How about a small tip?
Piss off.
Say...five hundred quid?
Get stuffed. I'm skint, mate.
Ain't nothing left.
I know you. You're Buster Edwards.
You got bleeding millions!
Oh yeah, that's right. I forgot.
Hang on. I'll have a look.
Well done, Mandy. That's very good.
Oh, darlin',
you've got a bit on the table.
Now beat it in hard.
Well done, Nicky.
Do you want a little taste?
KNOCK ON DOOR
Shan't be a minute.
Hello, Mum. Just popped round
for a cup of tea.
Where are they?
June's making the bed
and Nicky's in the kitchen.
Daddy! Daddy!
Hello, Nicky. I've missed you!
Are you staying home now, Daddy?
Yes, poppet. Always.
See, Mandy,
I told you I'd got a dad.
Nicky, why don't we get dressed
and go down the shops?
Cos we're going to need
some more icing sugar for that cake.
You coming too, Mandy?
Come on, let's get cleaned up.
Let's go in the bathroom.
KNOCK ON DOOR
MIMICS MUM: June! I brought
You a nice cup of tea, darlin'.
I've just made the bed.
You say the daftest things!
Hello.
'Scotland Yard.'
Is there still a reward out
for Buster Edwards?
Nothing mattered no more. Not
Mexico, not Bruce, not the money.
What about that dream?
You're my dream, you little sexpot.
Ain't never gonna be no-one else.
It's all right.
Me and Jack Mitchell, we go back.
I'll do a deal.
In fact, I got word he's interested.
What do you think you'll get?
Five years maximum.
I'll be out on parole in about
three. Them thirty-year stretches
are finished with now.
Will you still be waiting?
Of course I will.
Then it don't matter, do it?
DOG BARKS
Shall I make a run for it?
Give yourself up, Buster.
Don't matter no more.
Right. Well, I'll be off then.
Ain't you gonna put
your trousers on?
I thought they might not
recognise me like this.
Now remember that whatever
happens, I love you.
And that's the only thing
that matters.
DOGS BARK
# When I'm feeling blue
# All I have to do
# Is take a look at you
# Then I'm not so blue
# When you're close to me
# I can feel your heart beat
# I can feel your breathing
in my ear
# Wouldn't you agree
# Baby, you and me
# Got a groovy kind of love?
# Any time you want to
# You can turn me on to
# Anything you want
# Any time at all
# When I kiss your lips
# Boy, I start to shiver
# Can't control the quivering inside
# Wouldn't you agree
# Baby, you and me
# Got a groovy kind of love?
# We got a groovy kind of love. #
Oi! Here I am, down here,
down here!
Things were different
when I came out.
No, this is just temporary.
Has been for the last 12 years.
Anyway, I've still got this dream.
Buster!
Don't start all that again.
No, dear.
Come on. Nicky's waiting for us.
Where are we going then?
We're going to meet Nicky.
Honestly! Don't start again.
It's only a dream.
I can dream, can't I?
Well, you know what dreaming does.
# There was no reason to believe
she'd always be there
# But if you don't put faith
in what you believe in
# It's getting you nowhere
# Cos it helps, you never give up
don't look down, just look up
# Cos she's always there behind you
just to remind you
# Two hearts
living in just one mind
# You know we're two hearts
living in just one mind. #