Weed? -No, it's not normal weed.
It's fucked-up skunk, Class A,
"I can't think let alone move" shit.
Doesn't sound very good to me.
Neither me -depends what flicks your switch.
The light is on and burning brightly for the masses.
Anyway, do you know anyone?
I know a man, yes.
Rory Breaker.
The madman with an afro? I don't want anything to do with him.
You won't have to. Just get me a sample.
No can do.
What's that - a place near Kathmandu?
Meet me half-way, mate.
It's all completely chicken soup.
-It's what? -It's kosher?.as Christmas.
Jews don't celebrate Christmas, Tom.
Never mind that. I'm gonna need some artillery.
Coupla sawn-off shotguns.
A bit heavy. This is London, not the Lebanon.
Who d'you think I am?
I think you're Nick the Greek.