Hey, John.
- Perkins? - I thought I'd let myself in.
I noticed.
I never knew Ms. Perkins to get out of bed for less than three.
Viggo's giving me four to break hotel rules.
That's unwise, I assure you.
You were always a pussy.
Yes?
I apologize for calling you at this hour, but
we have received a number of grievances from your floor concerning the noise.
My apologies. I was dealing with...
...an uninvited guest. - Have you need then of, say...
...a dinner reservation, perhaps?
Perhaps. I'll have to get back to you.
No!
- Where's Iosef? - Fuck you.
- Where's Viggo? - I'm not telling you shit!
Do you really wanna die here, Perkins?
Give me somethin'.
Little Russia. There's a church near Cannon Court.
- What about it? - It's a front.
It's where Viggo keeps his private stash.
Thank you.
Do I know you?
I'm thinkin' so.
- Hey, John. - Hey, Harry.
Everything all right?
Yeah. Everything's fine.
- I'll leave you to it, then. - Hey, Harry?
You keen on earning a coin? Babysittin' the sleepin' one?
- Catch and release? - Catch and release.