"Slater always wants more. He won't just take the boys away, he'll take the Theatre, he'll take... the rest of it. It ain't just the boys, it's the rest of my business interests. Everything." He brought his hand to his face, rubbing over his chin, a gesture of tiredness.
"What I'd like... what I'd like to do is to give him some of his own medience. Go round there and take his boys and his girls and get them out of there." But of course, Slater had him beat already on that one. Had him beat years and years ago, with Georgie. He couldn't risk the lives of all the other poor sods Slater made his living off. "But that isn't going to happen. I just wish we could put him out of our misery for good- make sure he can't go bothering anyone one the boys or your girls."