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Layer Cake (2004)

Layer Cake (2004)

Layer Cake is a gripping British crime thriller that hit the screens in 2004. Directed by Matthew Vaughn, the film follows a savvy cocaine dealer played by Daniel Craig, known only as "XXXX." Set in London's criminal underworld, XXXX discovers himself entangled in a complex web of double-crossing criminals, drug deals gone wrong, and the pursuit of a missing girl.

The cast of Layer Cake is filled with talented actors, including Sienna Miller, Michael Gambon, Tom Hardy, and Colm Meaney. Each character brings their unique energy and plays a crucial role in the intricate plot, ensuring the movie is a thrilling ride from start to finish.

Layer Cake presents a raw and gritty depiction of the criminal underworld, with a compelling script and remarkable performances. Its intense action sequences, suspenseful storyline, and memorable characters have made it a staple in the crime thriller genre.

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A shot at the title? A seat by the band?
About how this hooligan outfit from down your end,
Actually volunteered to dispose of the body.
Adios, amigos.
After sending us over in the first place.
After that business with Kilburn Jerry...
After we do the business, walk slowly back.
After your jolly little reunion the other day.
All because some kid was being ridden against his will by a psychotic lunatic.
All right, mate. I'm the Duke's nephew.
All right? Where do you want the money sent, lah?
All right.
All the drugs and cash go through Gene.
Although that one is really pretty. Is that Second World War?
Always doing loads of drugs.
Always remember that one day all this drug monkey business will be legal.
Always remember, the art of good business is being a good middleman.
Always work in a small team.
And after a couple of days, Eddie's little getting in and getting out speech
And avoid like the fucking plague
And don't be leaving it to that pair of ponces, Cody and Tiptoes,
And in a week, it will be ready for collection,
And puts your head through the window!
And then leave quietly forever.
And what's the idea of telling Duke those pills ain't worth shit?
And you find peace with guns.
And you, fucking tell him now. What geezer?
And you! Stay down! Stay down!
And you're the person I should talk to about the return of this cargo,
And you've forgotten what shit even looks like.
And, anyway, this Serbian maniac's in hot pursuit.
Another twisted bastard from the old neighbourhood.
Anyway, I'll get to the point. I need a favour.
Are you enjoying this?
Are you fucking demented?
Are you listening? Find a buyer for those pills.
As do guns.
As if it was some little kiddie's piggy bank.
As long as you don't take the piss, people will always come back for more.
As you're driving it yourself, probably green.
Asked me to fly to Zurich to see the minister,
Baby, baby, baby, baby!
Bad juju.
Bad news about our little venture, Jim.
Because I am not a fucking prick.
Because the other way is my friend takes you
Because you make too much money for people like me.
Been with him since way back.
Being a cry baby. Threatening to offload those pills in 48 hours.
Being black was even worse than being Irish.
Best of luck.
Between you and that gobshite Duke, he's promised Jimmy a bumper pay day.
Big fat fucker. On little Jimmy's nest egg.
Black. Yeah, black.
Black's the colour for a hearse or a taxi.
Boatman Paul gave me your number, in the end.
Boss wants to see you in his office.
Brighton. She kept begging Kinky to go with her.
Bunch of under endowed, ageing fuck pigs.
But for me this is all over. I'm getting out.
But he got unlucky because this lot are wanted for fucking war crimes.
But he kept his mouth shut.
But how much can you spend in Parkhurst or the Scrubs, Gene?
But I sees this geezer all in black. It's like something out of a kung fu film.
But I'll let Jimmy explain.
But I'll tell you,
But I'm prepared to do you a favour.
But I've always said, have a plan and stick to it.
But I've checked you out, son. You're a smart boy.
But I've come unstuck in my attempts to provide a spectacle for my chums.
But if you ever have to kill somebody, never, ever tell a living soul.
But it wasn't for me.
But let's forget about all that.
But never be too greedy.
But she ain't behaving like a lady.
But they're nothing to do with the Duke.
But this is now.
But we had nothing to do with the acquiring of said merchandise.
But why did you keep the gun?
But you keep very, very bad company.
But you're not the first to point a gun at me.
By the way, Jimmy would like to see you tomorrow for a spot of lunch.
C'est la vie.
Calm down, Gazza. I'm sure Duke's just fine.
Calm down. You'll feel better once you've got your money.
Can you find somebody for me really quickly?
Can you see that guy on the left?
Champagne. Fucking good gear and all.
Charlie woke up, found him cold, freaked out, fucked off down to Brighton.
Charlie, bless her.
Chuck 'em a few quid, they'll cough.
Clarkie, have a sniff about. Make some phone calls, but really quietly.
ClD was geezers you was at school with routine?
Climb a little higher, you take less shit.
Close. No, I said it. James Lionel Price. Good boy.
Cody's gonna find her.
Come here. I have something for you.
Come in. Sit down.
Come on up. I'll leave the door open.
Come on, babe. You all right? Careful here, it's a bit wobbly.
Come on, boys, lively, lively.
Come on!
Come on.
Crazy Larry was no fucking businessman.
Delta Uniform...
Depending which tariff you use,
Did his bird. Earned a lot of respect for that.
Did I fuck.
Do you know something we don't?
Do you know what a remora fish is?
Do you know what? I fucking enjoyed that, brother.
Don't ask me. I ain't fucking touching 'em.
Don't be an idiot. Let me match his offer.
Don't be giving it the big fucking innocent, pal.
Don't be so conservative. Black's a splendid idea.
Don't bother me with details. Just tell me when they're done.
Don't do anything to draw attention to yourself.
Don't go anywhere. Drink some more champagne.
Don't keep fucking saying that to me!
Don't move a muscle.
Don't piss in my pocket and tell me it's raining.
Don't run, whatever you do.
Don't think too long. Someone's gonna make a killing on these pills.
Don't worry about a table. We'll have room service.
Don't worry about it, kidder. Man was a prick, anyway. Later.
Don't you care about dead darkies, Albert?
Don't you fucking talk to me like I'm some kind of mug.
Don't you want to hear what Jimmy has to say about you?
Don't, for fuck's sake, think these pills are worth millions.
Dragan said he wanted the pills and the Duke. Where's the Duke?
Dragan, I've been doing some checking.
Dragan, the Duke is nothing to do with me.
Dragan's killed Paul. He's done the Duke.
Drinks are on me. Drinks for everyone.
Drug money's easy money, not grief.
Drugs changed everything.
Duke and Slasher came by the office the other day.
Duke, don't take this personally. It's business.
England! Typical. Even drug dealers don't work weekends.
Especially you. I like it when you're drunk.
Everyone in Amsterdam believes that he has.
Everyone likes to walk through a door marked Private.
Everything was to your satisfaction?
Everything's sweet. When can we meet?
Excuse me.
Find out where the Duke's holed up.
Flash young runt. One of the new breed, ain't he?
Flinging up skysc****rs. His wife's a proper blue blood.
For once, you might be of some use.
For smuggling two million quid's worth of puff.
Forgive me for stating the obvious, but stay away from the end user.
Freddie got three years for aiding and abetting.
Freddie Hurst is still in intensive care
Freddie's in intensive care with a bit of a brain haemorrhage.
Fuck me, he's loaded.
Fuck me.
Fuck off!
Fucking get down! Get down now!
Fucking hell, Duke.
Fucking hell. What you doing down this neck of the woods?
Fucking jackpot. There's fucking millions of the fuckers in here.
Fucking rag head let slip, didn't he?
Funnily enough, it was Jimmy who persuaded me.
Gazza, go and load them pills.
Gazza, look at me. Put it down. You're gonna get us all shot.
Gazza, the Old Bill are outside!
Gazza, this place stinks. We want to get you out of here. 50 pence a pill.
Gene here is Jimmy's right hand man.
Gene, let's listen to this shit.
Gene, that is a lot of pills. What's the tax on that?
Gene, what the fuck am I gonna do about these Serbs?
Gene, who the fuck is Freddie?
Gene, why are we doing business with the Duke?
Gene'll fill you in.
Get in.
Get out in the world, you take more shit.
Get the fucking money!
Getting that smug fucking yuppie bastard to tell Duke those pills were useless,
Getting Trevor's man down here to shoot this Serb in a park!
Good news.
Good times today, stupor tomorrow.
Good. Paying your bit of straight goer's tax, eh?
Good. Tell Morty.
Hang on, you've lost me now.
Hang on.
Has met the development minister of some tin pot republic.
Hashish and LSD arrived on the scene.
Have a look at the geezer at the front, on the door.
Have a plan. Stick to it.
Have you eaten? I'll have a Chinky sent up.
He accused me of instigating it.
He put yous together.
He said you asked for his help.
He said, lf I catch you doing that again, I'll rub your fucking nose in it.
He saw the future was drugs and it needed to be run like a business.
He used to run with me, Morty and Jimmy in this real kamikaze firm.
He'll pick you up at nine in the morning. Gallows Corner. You know it?
He's a fucking maniac, a relic, a throw back, belongs to the Dark Ages.
He's a good mate of my uncle's, the Duke. He was just going.
He's got a few quid. He'll come in handy.
He's just put a bullet between Lucky's eyes. I was there!
He's my bridge to the criminal world, and he ensures that the traffic is one way.
He's no killer. Somebody's made a mistake.
He's probably having a night out while us mugs babysit these.
He's talking shit. Get to Brighton and finish the job.
He's watching our every move. Who's next, me?
Heading for the capital with little resistance.
Hello, Freddie.
Hello, it's me. It's me. Shut up and listen.
Hello, may I help you?
Hello, Slavo. Yeah, this is Duke.
Hello, young man. Thank you for coming at such short notice.
Hello. Ambulance, please.
Hello. Look who it is. Sit down. Do join us.