10 MP3 Audio clips from The Gentlemen (2019)

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Clip 1

Ray returns home from a hard day at work to find Fletcher sitting in his massive kitchen, drinking his vintage whiskey and ready to make a deal.

Ray

Fletcher!

Fletcher

Buenas tardes, Raymondo!

[Laughs]

Ray

I SHOULD STAB YOU WITH THAT FU*KING ROLLING PIN!

Fletcher

Oh, don't be c*nty!

Clip 2

For a sleazy free-lance photographer with absolutely no idea just how deep he's getting, Fletcher has got some serious cojones.

Fletcher

If you would be so kind as to furnish me with twenty million British pounds, I will give you everything; memory cards, contact sheets, recordings... the lot, AND a modest little screenplay I wrote all by myself.

Ray

Hold on... we just went from a hundred and fifty thousand pounds to twenty million. That's a steep rise in thirty seconds.

Fletcher

Yeah but I would argue that you're lucky because that is nothing compare to what I could, and perhaps should, be asking.

Ray

Oh, well, thank God you're not greedy Fletcher, you deluded, sh*t-eating c*nt.

Fletcher

Quite like it when you talk dirty to me. I can feel myself engorging.

Clip 3

Matthew has made a sizeable charitable donation to his aristocratic hosts, much to Michael's surprise and embarrassment.

Michael

Well, that was unexpected, Matthew. Now I understand why you're seated at the head of the table. Snuck that one right by me didn't you, you naughty little girl. Making a splash with the gentry.

Matthew

Oh, I like to make a splash whenever possible.

Michael

Well, you also seem to understand the significance of a proper attire.

Matthew

Indeed, I do. I believe a sense of ownership is vital in every aspect of life, perhaps never more so than when it comes to wardrobe. For every look, there is a season and for every season, a strategy.

Fletcher

[V/O]

Now starts the alpha dance. They're not really talking about clothes, Raymond. Oh fu*king no, they're like a pair of old doggies, sniffing round one another's intellectual a**holes. It's a good, old-fashioned c*ck-off, Raymond.

Clip 4

Coach (Farrell) is in a burger joint, waiting for his food and minding his own business when some local wannabe gangsters come in and start causing trouble.

Coach

Why's it smell of wee in here?

Youth 1

The fu*k is this joke man?

Coach

Don't stand near me, son. You got your mouthwash muddled up with cat p*ss. Take two steps back and wait your turn.

Youth 2

Better fu*k off, old man or I'll wet ya.

Coach

The only thing you can wet is your underpants, son. Now... back two steps.

Clip 5

One of Michael's rural marijuana farms has been raided. He and his wife are cynical of it being pure coincidence. Rosalind, perhaps, sums it up best.

Michael

No sooner do I entertain Matthew's offer to buy me out and reject Dry Eye's offer, does one of my farms get raided.

Rosalind

First time ever.

Michael

Doesn't feel like a coincidence, does it?

Rosalind

It isn't. There's fu*kery afoot!

Clip 6

Michael has called upon one of the aristocratic families whose home he's converted into a cannabis factory. They have a problem. Michael may have a solution.

Ray

You should get yourself one of these, boss.

Michael

[Sighs]

That's the plan.

Ray

Everything all right?

Michael

You remember their daughter?

Ray

Yeah, Laura. Nice girl. Good voice. Teeny sort of spunk funk fu*k-pot. Shame about the habit.

Clip 7

Power Noel is a druggie who's harbouring Laura, the "teeny sort of spunk funk fu*k-pot." But he's seriously underestimated Ray and his two henchmen. This is one fight he simply can't win.

Power Noel

I can be dangerous if I want to be. Get the fu*k out now!

Ray

Sit down, Power... before you get yourself into more trouble.

Power Noel

How d'ya know my name? How the fu*k does he know my name?

Ray

I know ALL your names.

[Pointing to a TEENAGER sat by the window]

Apart from that...

...little anomaly. I know where you went to school, I know who your parents are and I know you'll...

[mimics fellatio]

...suck a c*ck for a five pound bag.

Clip 8

Ray takes the opportunity to teach these drug-raddled idiots a few lessons in what being naughty USED to mean before Heroin came along and ruined everything.

Ray

If you wanna be naughty, what happened to a little smoke and a poke and a glass of wine? Some Barry White, candles around the bath and put your finger in the missus?

Aslan

Who's Barry White?

Bunny

Big black geezer. Sexy voice.

Brown

So I'm... I'm lost. Am I in the bath with Barry White fingering my missus?

Ray

Be quiet, Brown. You were lost long before Barry White walked in.

Clip 9

Michael's wife, Rosalind, is a resourceful lady. Especially when Dry Eye and his henchman, Tony pay her a visit. It might be a very, very SMALL gun, but it still works.

Rosalind

It's not your position for Tony to do anything other than to fu*k off back from when whence he came.

Dry Eye

[Sniggers]

Tony...

[TONY stands up, only to have ROSALIND produce a miniature pistol and aim it at his forehead]

What's that? Is that a paperweight?

Rosalind

Funny you should say that. Turns out anything with weight can be a paperweight.

Dry Eye

Well, what are you gonna do with it?

Rosalind

Well, that's up to you, isn't it? Either you do as I tell you to and use the door or I'm going to shoot Fat Tony right between the eyes. Y'see, this gun's only got two bullets. So I'm not going to fu*k about illustrating it's significance... you're gonna have to trust me on that. The alternative is a little bit absolute.

Dry Eye

I'll have to check your grammar on that. It can't be just "a little bit absolute". It either is, or it isn't.

Rosalind

Whatever it is, I've lost my patience. I'm telling you, I will squeeze this trigger and Tony'll be no more.

Dry Eye

Tony...

[TONY starts to approach ROSALIND whose aim has not waivered]

Rosalind

Listen to me, c*nt. You take one step forward, it'll be the last fu*king step you ever take.

Dry Eye

Tony... get on it!

[TONY does as instructed but is promptly shot in the head]

Clip 10

Matthew has finally met his match and is about to get his comeuppance. He can't smooth-talk his way out of this one. Michael knows exactly what the slime-ball did.

Michael

I like your domino analogy. The question I ask is who... tumbled the first domino?

Matthew

I'm afraid that's not my concern... or my business, Michael.

Michael

At the risk of contradicting you, it is very much your business. And certainly your concern. Only you made one mistake.

Matthew

That being...?

Michael

You seem to have mistaken me for some kind of a c*nt.