The Night Manager

Mum? What do you want?

I didn't think you'd pick up.

Listen, you know the deal.

I call you. You don't call me here.

You're ashamed to talk to me?

Listen, I don't have time to talk to you. I'm going out.

- Where you going? - It doesn't matter.

Some... Somewhere on the island.

How's the weather there? Just fine?

How's Billy?

As if you care.

They say he doesn't even ask about you any more.

There's more money coming at the end of the month.

That's why you called me, right?

I'm putting the phone down.

Just remember one thing, honey.

You're nothing but a dirty whore.

Just a minute...

Come in.

Danny. I thought you were your father.

Dad says we need to go.

I know, I'm coming.

- You just wait outside. - Oh.

OK.

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- How do I look? - You look very pretty.

Come on...

Go!

I misunderstood him.

The fact remains, you and paella do not get on,

to the point where basically we're out seven million,

because Corky doesn't like paella.

That's one version, Chief.

What do you mean that's one version? That is the version!

It's a matter of record.

You chaps better go on ahead, I think.

- Truly is some of the most exquisite food... - There you are!

Starting to think you'd drowned in the bath.

Baby, I have terrible news.

I have a new date for tonight.

He's young, and he's seriously hot.

Well, I wouldn't put it past him.

All right, come on. Let's go, I'm starving.

- You going to come with me, Dans? - OK.

- All right. - Are we taking the boats?

Yes, we are, sir. You might even drive if you're lucky.

Yes, you lot. Follow me.

Whee!

- Hello. - Nice to see you!

- For me too. Hi. - Hi.

Jorge, how are you?

- Good to see you. - Mr Roper, how are you?

Very well, thank you.

Are you still doing the shellfish soup?

Yes, of course!

The recipe lives on.

We'll have that to start.

All except for Major Corkoran, who will have the paella.

Hi there, how are you?

Very good to see you. Hi, darling, how are you?

Fine.

Good to see you, are you well? Good to see you again.

I think it is mad, no, I think it's actually hypocritical

that if you like eating venison, you ought to be able to kill a stag.

- I think if you're willing to kill a stag... - Hey, Danny,

- ...you have to be willing - want some of this?

to admit you just like killing stags.

Thank you Jed, I now officially love you.

Chief, is it OK to baptise the princeling in the ways of the grape?

I think that's a yes. Isn't it?

Dicky, will you please tell Jed I don't have blood lust?

- Beautiful... - I don't!

- Beautiful, beautiful fizzy liquid. - You've got so many lusts, Sandy.

That's why we love you. Isn't it?

Give the stag an M16, Sandy, then I'm interested.

GIVE him an M16? Bollocks!

Christ, sell him.

Oh, he likes it.

What do you think, Daniel?

He likes it.

- Oh, dear! - See what you've done!

What if he turns out like me, boss?

I can see this as a...

This is a dark, dark road you've embarked upon.

Thank you, Corky.

Yes. What do you want to do?

- You want to... - That is really good.

- What do you think? - Get on!

All right, all right, all right.

Go on, then.

Come on. Did you like the wine?

Where we going?

- It's a secret. - Where are you going?

You drink my wine, you steal my woman.

Proud of you, Danny.

Bring her back in one piece will you?

- Lord Langbourne is a snob, basically. - What?

Three generations of Eton or you're not on the map.

I'm only one generation, Sandy. So what does that make me?

You're paying the bill, Dicky. Which means...

you are the map.

To Ricardo!

Cheers. Good health.

Slimy bloody arse-licking creep.

Excuse me, small person, out of my way.

May I have this dance?

- Thank you so much. - Of course.

Right, let's see what you've got. OK, OK, that's fine,

that's fine. And again, and round... Very good.

Chief, I think she wants to dance.

Go on, then, Corkoran.

Right, come on, I'll do it.

Tear it up, tear it up!

Oh, yeah. Come on, baby!

...and right, and left, that's it!

- It's time to put the children to bed. - Oh, no, I hate children.

Thank you, great dancing.

- Guys, goodnight, sleep well. - Come on, ignore it.

Dance with me!

...if you had Chateaubriand every single day,

there'd no point at which you'd go,

"Oh, for God's sake..." I give up, were you born on sirloin?

No.

Corky has smelt the...

Nobody move! Nobody move!

This is a robbery.

Guns down! Guns down!

On the floor! Guns down!

Why do you got guns? You police?

- You police? - No, no, no, they're with me.

Put the guns on the floor!

- On the floor. - Roper, please, Goddamn it, Roper.

Frisky, Tabby,

do what he says.

On the floor.

And everyone stay very, very calm.

We're going to do exactly what this gentleman wants us to do.

And everything is going to be fine.

You are a rich man.

Yes, I am a rich man.

I'm going to give you all the money we have,

I'm going to give you wallets, jewellery.

We'll give you anything in the restaurant till.

And then, you're going to leave. Right?

Jorge, will you check the till, please?

Tell him no alarms.

No alarms, Jorge.

And slowly!

Everybody stay very, very calm.

- Dad! - It's all right, just keep looking at me.

Back off. Back off.

- Tabby, Tabby, Tabby, step back... - Back off.

He's your boy?

Yes. He's my boy.

Danny, it's fine, just keep looking at me. It's fine.

Jewellery.

- Wallets. - Just give him everything we have.

OK.

In the bag!

It's all right, Danny.

That's all? Where is the real money?

That's shit, man!

Where is the rest?!

We can send for some money.

- How much do we have, Corks? - About 100.

There you are, $100,000.

We can have it here in 15 minutes.

All you have to do is let the boy go.

It's all right, Danny. It's all right.

We contact you. We contact you.

You bring the money to us.

- We give you back the boy. - No, no, no.

- No, no! - We will give you money.

We will give you money! But you have to leave the boy here.

- We contact you! - No, no, no.

On the floor, on the ground!

No. You take me instead!

- You don't have to do that! - Back off!

Down on the ground! Everybody on the ground!

- Everybody on the ground! - Dad!

- We contact you. - Dad!

Dad!

All right, all right, all right...

Stay there or the boy dies.

Dad! Dad!

On the ground. On the ground.

- On the ground. Get down on the floor! - No, get out! Back off! Shut up!

Who's in there? Who's in there?

Good boy. Good boy.

Good boy.

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Mr Burr always wanted to come to the Swiss Alps.

He likes the peace and quiet, does Mr Burr.

You don't?

All this snow and silence makes me want to scream.

Don't worry, I'm not going to.

OK.

How long have you been together?

20 years, come November.