I HOPE YER GOT YER BINS ON PAL

Look.

I ain't one to beat 'bout no feckin' bush.

Yes, I can get yer job done and on't' hush-hush.

You knows me, and I says it straight.

I'll be in and out, right? Job. Done. Mate.

Sure, you can roll the dice. Go ahead. It's free.

But as sure as eggs, I know you'll roll straight back to me.

No brags needed. I am worth a dozen of the others.

Better than that Italian crew or them meat-head brothers.

Save yourself that game of snakes an' feckin' ladders.

Hand me the green, an' keep this business in the shad'ers.

Nobody will know. Q and T are my middle names.

I ain't makin' it up. Not playin' no games.

I aint nudging. I aint winkin'. I call it as I find.

There is truly no one better, pal. Would you like that underlined?

And yes, I see the whole shit storm that you got brewin'

Nope, do not give a damn. I know this job's a shoo-in.

All I need from you is the nod that says we're on

And you can consider all yer dry rot well and truly gone.

Frank