Westside

It seems as though we're rich Mrs. West.

You and me, driving up the California

Coast to San Francisco.

Can we trust you?

You've never asked me that before.

Yeah, well, you're a prick this time.

Ah.

Ah.

I'll give you Ted West.

Let's drink champagne to celebrate.

You are coming on a ride with me.

I won't be here when you get home.

I've met someone.

I'll help you unpack.

I don't want anything linking me to this job.

Something you want to tell me this.

You used me.

Like you use everyone elsearound you to get what you.

You are part of this familywhether you like it or not.

I've got to be my ownfucking man not this thing

you want me to be.

Keep the change, mate.

Thanks.

You smell that?

another market.

If you say so.

Oh, good god.

Have we been burgled?

Sparky?

Bloody, scumbag, piece of shit, thieves.

Sparky?

I told you we shouldn't have left him in charge.

Hey, Goldie Locks, party is over.

Who the fuck--

Jesus.

Ted.

Fuck.

Hey.- Why didn't you stop her?

She was too bloody fast.

Surprising what with allmy jewelry weighing her down.

Oh, no.

Hey.

Fuck.

I don't know who that little bitch is,

but she is going to fucking suffer for this.

Yep.

Hello, Wolf.

Hello, Mum.

You're home are you?

I wouldn't be calling fromAmerica, cost an arm and a leg.

Oh, but you're rich now.

You want the resultsto that to have with you.

What about you?

Still working for Evan Lace?

Yep.

OK, well, welcome home.

I'm actually looking for Sparky.

Have you seen him?

Yeah, he's here.

Hey, you're back.

Did you go to Disneyland?

Yes.

We went to bloody Disneyland.

Sparky, did you understandwhat we meant when we asked

you to look after the house?

Yes.

So how come when we get back, you're not here?

I came to a party at Wolf's place.

When?

A couple weeks ago.

I locked up.

I'm pretty sure.

Why?

Well, I think you needto see that for yourself.

Get over here now.

It wasn't like this when I left.

And what about the girl?

I don't know any girls.

Yeah, that's definitely true.

Wolf then.

Wolf hasn't been here since you left.

I'm sure it's not personal.

It's a bloody good flat.

And I've met a beautifulwoman in the inner city slums.

One day she'll be the future Mrs. Faladin.

But getting back to the troubles here.

So who the hell was the slag making

herself at home in my bed?

Probably just some street kid.

Street kid with bloody nice jewelry now.

I'll get you new jewels.

We are the hoi poloi now remember.

And did the hoi poloi buy any gifts

while they were in America?

You think you deserve gifts?

Well, this was all Sparky's fault.

Oh, so Sparky was partying allby himself was he at your flat?

Sometimes yes, it was very disturbing.

Tidy first.

Then presents.

I'd understand if I missed out.

Sparky, just bloody tidy.

Did you hear that the lovely Christian family

across the road decided that the neighborhood

wasn't for them after all?

Yeah, what a shame.

Yeah, too many bad elements.

All night parties.

My real estate agent friendalluded me to their plight,

and I was forced, forced to take it off

their hands at a ridiculously low price.

The old lady in the bungalow next door,

however, she's not budging.

I'm working on it.

Maybe you should have another party tonight.

My life is one big party, Evan.

Oh, yeah.

Tough job.

You know if there's any other work you

want me to do I could do it.- No, no, no.

Just the bad elements.

That's what I need you for now.

Wicked.

Wendy.

Are you still doing thatneighborhood watch carry on?

Yes.

Yes, but we have plentyof members at the moment.

So don't feel as though you need to be a part--

Did you see anything going on at our place

while we were overseas.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

We've just got back after a few months away.

And our house has been burgled and vandalized.

My goodness, that's a shame.

Did you and your watchiepeople see anything?

No.

Apart from him.

And then there was that gangof girls who had staying.

A gang?

Ugh, maybe moved in four weeks ago.

How many in this gang?

A few. They had parties.

What did they look like?

Well, they were rough, obviously.

Foul mouthed, tarty, teenagers,glue sniffers ..

And you didn't think to tell the police?

Well, we assumed they were friends of yours.

Well, Mum, we'll get to the bottom of it.

Thanks, Wendy.

Anytime.

Well, look who's back.

You're looking flash.

A bit of shopping in Los Angeles.

Um, very nice.

Husband quite busy.

What with Christmas and summer and so on.

It was winter where you were though, I suppose.

Their winter is like our summer.

Of course it is.

What the fuck is that?

Oh, it's lovely, isn't it?

You've got one similar, don't you?

I did.

Until it was nicked.

Along with that and that.

Are you sure?

I mean they look like yours butyours aren't exactly uncommon.

We were broken into while we were away.

There's my bloody stereo.

Who brought this stuff in?- Some young girls.

They said their grandmother had died.

You didn't think to check their story?

We don't ask questions in this business.

I want back my own stuff.

Well, it's not as if you can't afford it.

You're all rolling in it now, aren't you?

No idea what you're talking about.

Oh, yes.

The game we play now.

All the shit I took from Lefty for 20 years.

And the day I finally get upthe guts to leave the bastard,

he goes and pulls the biggest job of his life.

Still no idea.

Yeah, yeah.

Have you heard from him at all.

No.

I keep waiting for him to show up, for all hell

to break loose, but nothing.

Uncle Mike, wait for me.

Come on, slow poke.

Right oh, that's me. I might head off.

Where to, love?

You could catch up with Phineas.

He'll be at the golf course.

The what?

The Whytechery Golf Club.

He's taking up golf.

He's a rich man of leisure.

So he thought he'd do whatrich men of leisure do.

Well, I'll remind himthat only wankers play golf.