So before you was a tailor,
was you in the army? Like an officer? Not quite. So where would you posted?
Iraq or something? Sorry, Eggsy, classified. But my dad saved your life, yeah? The day your father died,
I missed something. If it weren’t for his courage, my mistake would
have cost the lives of every man present… so I owe him, Your father was a brave man, a good man. And having read your files, I think he’d be
bitterly disappointed in the choices you’ve made. You can’t talk to me like that. Huge IQ, great performance
at primary school. And it all went tits up. Drugs,
petty crime, never had a job. Oh, you think is a lot of jobs
going around here, do you? It doesn’t explain why you gave up your hobbies. First-prize
regional under-tens gymnastics two years in a row? Your coach had you pegged
as olympic team material. Yeah, well, when you go around someone like my
stepdad, you pick up new hobbies pretty quick. Uhh, of course, always
someone else’s fault. Who’s to blame for you quitting the marines? You were halfway
through training, doing brilliantly, but you gave up. Because my mum went mental banging on about losing
me, as well as my dad. Didn’t want me being cannon
fodder for snobs like you. Judging people like me from your ivory towers,
with no fault about why we do what we do… We ain’t got much choice, you get me? And if we
was born with the same silver spoon up our arses, we do just as well as you. If not better. What the fuck you doing here?
You’re taking a piss? Some more examples of young men who
simply need a silver suppository. Nah, they’re exceptions. C’mon. Nonsense. We haven’t finished our drinks. After you nicked his car,
Dean says you’re fair guy and I don’t give a shit what your mom says. Um, listen, boys: I’ve had a rather emotional day. So whatever your
beef with Eggsy is, and I’m sure it’s well-founded I’d appreciate it, enormously if
you could just leave us in peace until I finish this
lovely pint of Guinness. You should get out of way, grandaddy.
You’ll get hurt and all. He ain’t joking, you should go Excuse me. If you’re looking for another rentboy,
there are on the corner of Smith Street. Manners Maketh Man. Do you know what that means?
Then let me teach you a lesson. Are we going to stand around here
all day, or are we going to fight? YOU FUCKING DIRTY FUCKING DIRTY- Sorry about that. Needed
to let off a little steam. Heard yesterday a friend of mine died. He knew your father too actually. Now, I do apologize Eggsy. I shouldn’t have done this in front of you. No, please I won’t say nothing. I swear. If there’s one thing I
can do it’s keep my mouth shut. You won’t tell a soul. Ask the feds, I’ve never grassed anyone up. Is that a promise? On my life. Much appreciated, Eggsy. You’re right about the snobs. But there too, there are exceptions. Best of luck with everything.