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Two boys, still grieving the death of their mother, find themselves the unwitting benefactors of a bag of bank robbery loot in the week before the United Kingdom switches its official currency to the Euro. What's a kid to do?
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Two boys, still grieving the death of their mother, find themselves the unwitting benefactors of a bag of bank robbery loot in the week before the United Kingdom switches its official currency to the Euro. What's a kid to do?
Rating:PG
Genre:Comedy, Crime, Drama, Family
Written By:Frank Cottrell Boyce
In Theaters:4/29/2005
Box Office:$11,782,282
Runtime:98 minutes
Studio:BBC Film, Mission Pictures, Inside Track 2, Pathé
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