Kidulthood

This film contains very strong language, some violent scenes and some scenes of a sexual nature.

Where are you? Oh, yeah.

All right, all right.

You all right, Alisa?

You coming to my party? It's gonna be wicked. Everyone'll be there.

I was like, "Brush your teeth after you lick me out, don't try

-and kiss me. You get me?"

-That's proper grimy.

-I know, proper ghetto.

Moony's buff, you know?

-Got a spare 'grette?

-No, I'm giving up.

-Shaneek and Carleen are watching us.

-Did you finish their coursework?

-No.

-Katie!

-You gotta come to my party. It's gonna be heavy.

-Who'll be there?

Everyone's coming. Mum and Dad are away, so...anything goes.

-Anything. Please come.

-Safe, yeah.

Hey, pussyhole, you seen Claire around?

You like this, innit, Charlotte.

Why you calling me that? You know my name's Claire.

So if anyone else hears, they don't think that you're Sam's girl.

-Are you scared of him, Jay?

-Sam?! No.

-All right, girls. Wanna come to my party?

-Are you gonna come?

-Surely your mum can allow you? It's Friday night.

-I'm not feeling good.

-I ain't got nothing to wear.

-If I score money to get us some clothes,

-will you come?

-Where you gonna get that much money?

-Don't watch that.

What go on, bitch? You seen Claire anywhere?

-No.

-What?!

-No.

What the fuck you looking at, you fat bitch? You know me?

You seen Claire?

Can't we kick, man? I'm not your fucking security guard.

-Yes, Moony.

-Yo, Trife.

-Where you been?

-Tings to do, man.

What's wrong with these battyholes? Fucking football.

-Come in the class stinking it up afterwards.

-Just light the zoot.

Come on, Becky, let's go.

You know what? Them two girl over there are fucking weird, blood.

I know. What the fuck's she looking at, man?

How can you make her watch you like that? I wouldn't have it.

-You should spark in her fucking face.

-Yeah. You watch.

-I'm gonna mash her up.

-Come on, let's go, Jay.

-All right, man.

-Ring me tonight, yeah?

-Yeah, yeah.

Inside! You're gonna be late!

Let's get inside before the second bell.

Come on.

-Alisa's looking tit, boy. Why you split up with her?

-Dunno, man.

I dashed it, innit? She's just...

-I dunno.

-You're a fool.

-Fuck off, man.

I would never leave that, man. Fuck that every day.

Every day, blood, standard.

-Rub them titties, blood.

-What you uniform pussyholes

know about titties and pussy and all them tings?

Why you chatting about Alisa? I fucked her a few weeks ago.

Every day for a week when she's supposed to be your girl.

You think you're so bad, innit?

What I tell you before? When I call you, you must come.

-Beat her, Shaneek.

-What did I tell you your name was?

Big Bird.

Leave me alone, please.

Get up.

Fucked her hard, blood, no rubbers, nothing. What you gonna do?

What? What you gonna do?

-Leave it, blood.

-Hold this fool.

(ALL SHOUT)

-What you got for me?

-Nothing, man.

-Who you talking to? Don't answer me back, bro.

-I've got nothing.

-Who you talking to, man? Yeah, Tribal Two.

-That's my sister's.

-Leave him.

-Who told you to pick him up? What you doing?

-No-one fucking likes you, virgin fool.

-I'm not.

-Oh, my days!

-Didn't she tell you before?! Don't answer her back!

-So what are you?

A slag then? Go on, bitch, tell everybody you're a virgin.

What?!

Pick up my ring and tell everyone you're a virgin.

Pick it up, man!

Well?

-I'm a virgin.

-(LAUGHTER)

Hug him, like the fucking battyhole you are. Hug him up, blood!

(GIGGLING)

What you doing, man? You can't fuck with men your own age,

-you gotta trouble us?

-Who the fuck you talking to? Where you going?

Where you going? Where?

Fucking idiot.

Beat her up, Shaneek. Beat her.

Look at her just fucking sitting there. Fool. Fuck off!

Clean your dirty self up, man.

-Hey?

-None you lot better say nothing.

-You all right?

-You get the same as she did with her virgin self.

-She ain't no virgin.

How the fuck would you know?

Cos me and her fucked the day I turned you down.

-So is there gonna be girls there, blood?

-Yeah, everyone's coming.

-Don't be no hype, you know.

-Trife.

-I don't know, man.

You outta here? Safe, man.

All right.

Er, wait up.

Don't say anything. Hang on a minute.

-You all right?

-Yeah.

-Why ain't you speaking to me?

-I am, man.

-You ain't chatted to me in, like, three weeks.

-Been doing things.

-I need to speak to you. It's -

-Alisa.

-Call me later, yeah?

(HORN BEEPS)

Listen, right? Say anything to your fucking dad, I'll kill you.

I can make things so easy for you, you know?

-Hi, poppet.

-Hey.

Who's that boy you were with?

-I thought maybe it was the one from before.

-No, um...

I fell, he was helping me up.

Oh, right. I saw him giving you a peck on the cheek,

-I thought maybe... maybe it was him.

-No.

How was biology?

Katie? Katie, what the hell's happened to your face? Look at me.

I fell.

You all right?

(PHONE RINGS)

Hello?

Yeah, I'm Dan Fineal. Yeah, Arthur.

No, you're supposed to be there two hours ago, mate.

Trevor!

Get in.

School finish at four. Why you take so long?

Had to chat to one girl, innit?

This here is, um, Andreas.

-Nice to meet you, bruv.

-This is my nephew, Trevor.

Trife.

You have the ting?

You see...

if you don't drill the replica good,

the bullet won't leave. And pop!

It's OK?

The last boy used to do this for me...was shit.

Guns always used to blow up.

But this looks good. But I will have to test it.

Sayin'?

Come see me when you finish school tomorrow

-and we can discuss business.

-Cool.

Now get out.

(BOTH LAUGH)

Just a joke with you.

See you tomorrow, yeah?

-Don't be late, you know?

-I won't.

-Later.

-All right, Trevaaaa!

Me little gun driller.

Hi, Katie.

-Hiya.

-Hi.

-She OK?

-Yeah, yeah, yeah, she's fine.

Oh, that? She fell over at school. Arthur's really fucked up my day.

Under the seat.

Oh, shit.

Curtis, I've forgotten the change, man. Left it back at my place.

I'll bring it round to yours later, yeah?

Fuck it. I fucked up.

-Take it back, we'll sort it out tomorrow.

-Cool. Cool.

You sure?

Go on.

Cheers, man.

-See you tomorrow.

-Cool, man. Cheers.

-I think she's being bullied.

-Did she say that?

-No.

-But...

-Don't worry about it. She's a bright kid, she'd tell us.

Don't worry about it? What? Aren't you worried about your own daughter?

-Have you asked her?

-­ (LOUD MUSIC PLAYS)

There we go, she's fine.

# "Stay Positive" - The Streets

# Cos this world swallows souls and when the blues unfold

# It gets cold so let's burn holes

# You're going mad, perhaps you always were

# But when things was good you just didn't care

# This is called irony

# When you most need to get up, you've got no energy

# Time and time, shit'll happen

# The dark shit's unwrapping but no-one's listening

# Your mates are laughing, your brethren's fucking, you start hating

# Your stomach starts churning and your mind starts turning

# So smoke another draw

# It won't matter no more but the next day still feels sore

# Rain taps on your window, always did though

# But you didn't hear it when things was so-so

# You're on your own now, your little zone

# You were born alone and, believe me, you'll die alone

# Just try and stay positive

# Just try and stay positive

# Just try and stay positive

# Just try and stay positive

# Just try and stay positive

# Just try and stay positive

# Just try and stay positive

# Just try and stay positive

# Just try and stay positive

# Just try and stay positive... #

Lenny, could you get your sister to turn that shit off, please?

-It's been playing for ages.

-Doesn't bother me.

Fine.

Katie! Katie! Katie!

KATIE!

Katie?

(RADIO PLAYS)

I got it, yeah?

-What go on, cuz?

-Yes, blood.

-What's happening, man?

-Like the trim.

-Safe, man.

-Hey, what you want?

-Come say hello to my mum.

-Morning, Jason.

-Morning, Mrs Hector.

I hope you two boys use this day to remember that poor girl

-and not for foolishness.

-Yes, Mum.

-Course, Mrs Hector.

Go on.

-That's right, blood, do what your mum says.

-Shut up, man.

Yeah, blood, school called here this morning.

Told my mum the whole year had the day off.

It's proper sad, man.

I know. I was just about to leave my fucking yard, like, had uniform on

-and everything.

-Sam and them girls, always picking on her.

But Sam troubles us too, blood, and we ain't committed suicide over it.

If anyone should fucking die, it's him, man.

-Can't believe someone I pressed is dead.

-Why ain't you told me that?

Asked me to say nothing. Thought people'd call her sket and ting.

-Plus her dad caught us. You got a zoot?

-No, I got a roll up though.

Jacked it off my mum.

Spark that, man.

Blood, weird ting is, though, her dad come by late last night.

That's how I found out she was dead.

In her suicide note, she said something about Sam troubling her.

-I was always nice to her.

-A note?

Did she mention me?

-I never seen you chat to her anyway, man.

-Don't watch what I do, man.

-You ain't always with me.

-You come like some secret agent or something.

-Let me have a draw of that, man.

-Bell Moony. I wanna duck out quick.

The whole day? Don't lie, bloods.

Yeah, I'll have to take a cab still.

Just hurry up though, man. Bless.

-Blood, you see Katie, yeah?

-Yeah.

-Reckon she would have banged me?

-No, man.

-Why not?

I think I'm buff.

Blood, I beg you, play the fucking game, man.

(PHONE RINGS) Fuck's sake.

Hello? Yeah, who's that?

It's me. You didn't call me.

Did you hear? Sad, innit?

Look, what you doing today?

Gonna jam with Moons and Jay. Might go up West End later.

Gotta check my uncle, why?

-No, just tell me now, man.

-I'd rather see you.

You don't need to, you ain't my girl no more. What is it?

-What the fuck do you mean, you're pregnant?

-Oh, my days!

-I thought you got the morning-after pill.

-Yeah.

It's not just up to the girls, you know.

Course I'm sure.

I've been taking tests all week.

I want us to get back together.

Fuck that. After you fucked Sam a few weeks ago?

He told me he barebacked you. You never knew I knew that, did you?

-We do know!

-Don't bother tryin' to explain. For all I know, baby's his.

-Now I think of it, I know it is and you know it, too.

-She's loose, man.

What?! I slept with Katie last year!

-Fuck off!

-Standard, blood. I told you about that girl, she's a sket.

Pregnant though.

That's a bit deep still.

-So what you gonna do?

-Dunno, man.

Fuck it, can't be mine.

Don't need this shit today.

So, what, can man's come and reach your uncle with you, blood?

I think he wants to see me alone still.

-So what'd he say?

-He said he's going out.

And that fucking Sam told him we slept together.

-Why didn't you tell him what happened?

-Didn't give me a chance.

You know what? Fuck him and this fucking baby.

-All right, girls.

-Mum, don't you knock?

-Oi, none of your lip.

I know you're upset but that's no reason to be cheeky.

-Want a drink, Becky?

-No, thanks.

-Right, I'm off to work.

-I want you back by midnight.

-Mum!

-One then, on the dot.

-Think you can't get back, call your dad and he'll pick you up.

-OK.

Alis.

I know you're upset but there's nothing you could have done.

I'm sad for her parents

but all that really matters is that you're all right.

Are you all right?

I'm...

I'm fine.

Good. See you later, darling.

-Love you, Lis.

-Love you.

Yo, D! Guess what, man? I got the day off school.

-And I'm going to that party tonight as well.

-Yeah, I know.

Your school belled a while ago.

Hi, Lenny. I'm sorry about your sister though.

-Tell your mate Trevor I said thank you.

-See you.

So you gonna help me or what?

Yeah.

I still can't believe Katie killed herself.

What do you wanna do?

You know what? I wanna get fucked up. I wanna go shopping for tonight.

That'll make me feel better. If Taz don't want me, someone else will.

-I meant about the baby.

-Oh. Lose it if I'm lucky.

Least you're thinking straight. Got the whole day off, might as well

do something constructive. I know where we can score some wicked draw.

(SIGHS) I'd get so fat if I kept this.

Taxi!

Fuck, man.

What's fucking taking him so long, man?

Fuck off! Fucking hell, man.

Fuck, man.

-Look at this girl's pussy. Looks like her gut's hanging out.

-Ugh, man.

That's nasty, man. I hate that shit.

-Still poke it though.

-That's not for me.

-I won't fuck no girl, yeah, unless she's got a DV.

-DV?

Designer vagina. Neat, tucked-in lips and shit. It's the way forward.

So, who's this guy again?

Rupert. I met him at some rave. He gives me weed and shit for free.

Is it? Safe.

(KNOCK AT DOOR) Finally.

Let's roll, man.

Yes, Jay, what's cooking, bruv?

-Like the trim.

-Bye, Mum.

-What took you so fucking long, man?

-Weren't no cabs, innit?

Come on in, come on in.

So, Rebecca, who's your lovely friend?

-Oh, I'm Alisa.

-Alisa? What a pretty name.

-Ladies, this is my friend, Hamish.

-Hi.

Take a seat on the sofa. Take your coats off, make yourselves at home.

How much do you want this time?

-As much as you wanna give?

-Not a problem.

Oh, but I want some Es today and maybe some coke.

The weed I can do for free but coke and Es is gonna cost.

I haven't got no money on me.

Who needs money?

-Get your knickers off then.

-In your fucking dreams.

-You're not gonna let me fuck you?

-No.

-What about a blowjob then?

-Fuck off.

-A wank?

-Keep talking and you'll get a smack.

Come on, Al, we'll make dollars when we sell. Do you wanna shop or what?

-Yeah, but -

-Stop being such a boring bitch then.

I'm not gonna suck it, OK?

What is that?

How old are you?

-I'm old enough, blood.

-Blood? You're too young to buy these beers.

What? Shut up, man.

-Come back. Come back!

-Come back or what, man? Shut your mouth.

I'll have you arrested!

-Get out my shop! You're banned.

-I'll leave when I wanna leave, man.

Come. Dickhead.

Fuck off.

Bastard!

I ain't fucking with her no more, man.

After she got banged by Sam? Fuck that. She's any girl to me now.

Bloods, I wouldn't care whose baby it is, I'd still bang that.

-Hey, bloods, where's yours?

-Had to dash it at that guy, man.

-He was shook.

-You're a bad man.

-Let's dust, man.

-I ain't standing on the corner like a fucking rent boy.

-Which way we going?

This way, innit?

Oi! What's wrong, man?

-What you looking at?

-Sam lives over there.

You wanna get your GameBoy back?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm on that, man. Let's do it.

Don't be stupid, man!

-So, what are we gonna do?

-Sam's gonna be at school.

Only our year's off. Let's say we're his friends

and we're picking it up. Or, ring the bell, get through the main door

-and boot down his fucking door.

-No, man. That's some police shit.

There's three of us. Let's go up there, yeah, ask for it back.

-If he gets brave, we'll just handle it at school together.

-Let's roll.

-But he rolls deep!

-Fuck it, let's do it!

-Shit.

-What the fuck is he doing at home? He's gonna kill us.

-Don't worry,

-he's gone.

-What if he comes back though?

-What are you scared for?

-I'm not, man.

-Shut up, man, you're scared.

-I'm not.

Hello?

Oh, hi. We're Sam's friends. We just come here to pick something up.

-Oh, Sam's not here. He's just gone to the shop for me.

-We saw him.

Told us to come up and wait for him. He just left, right?

That must be his room.

-That's your GameBoy.

-My GameBoy, bloods.

-What are you doing?

-Oh, shit, oh, shit.

-What if he comes back now?

-What the fuck are you lot doing here?

Sam jacked my sister's GameBoy. I'm taking it back.

-Hold him, man.

-He told me he bought that. He's such an arsehole.

-What's up there?

-Balcony, where he stashes his weed and shit.

-Take this bro outside.

-If he's such an arsehole, why you with him?

-I dunno. He's older, more mature.

-Then, why you cheatin'?

Blood, you can't take his weed, man.

-Fuck that. Let's go.

-One minute.

I don't know why you're with that boy. You could be my girlfriend.

He said if I leave him, he'll tell everyone I was a shit fuck.

No, I know you're not shit. I bet you're cool in bed, man.

I don't know. He says I'm not that good and I've only slept with him.

-Let me be the judge of that.

-What?

-Has he got any rubbers in here?

-Yeah, in that drawer. Why?

Not now, Jay, man. His mum said he only went down the road.

-Maybe you lot should go.

-Don't watch that, man.

Oh, no, no. Low it, man.

-I'm sorry, yeah, this don't nor-

-It's OK.

It's cos you're so buff, yeah. You're good, man.

In fact, yeah, you should leave that pussy and be my girlfriend.

-What do you think?

-What if he beats me up or something?

-He ain't gonna do that. Come with me.

-Are you done?

One minute.

-You fuckin' know!

-You let the side down!

What the fuck you doing in my yard?

-Blood, you took my GameBoy, I just -

-Are you dizzy, blood?

You come up here like you're bad? I'm gonna fuck you up, blood.

And see you, Claire, I'm gonna shove this bat so far up your pus-

-Shit.

-Fuck you!

-(ALL SHOUT)

Who the fuck are you fucking with?

Fucking idiot!

Hold on.

Come on, man, let's go.

What the?!

# Stress in the brain, complain to the full

# Stress in the brain, complain to the max

# Ain't got no need for a chain of attack

# I'm a rude boy

# Got this game in my hand like dax

# Got this game in my hand be cool Unstoppable, make a boy relax

# I take for the jewels and jacks We make money off album tracks

# Come on now, face it, let's all face facts

# Maybe put down some traps... #

(ALL LAUGH)

-That's what I'm talking about.

-I can't believe what you just done.

-Fuck him, man, he deserved it.

-You know he fucked Alisa, innit?

No, I didn't. Sam's gonna kill me.

Ain't gonna do shit to you, man. Know why? Cos you're my girl now.

See my uncle I'm checking today? He's a proper bad man.

If Sam thinks about doing anything, my uncle'll murk him on the spot.

You keep talking about your uncle but we ain't even met him.

Are you sure he even exists? He comes like the Invisible Man.

-Hollow Man, rude boy.

-I'll slap you. Wait till we need him, he'll be here.

He's there, I'm there. I'll jook -

Shut up, you ain't gonna do shit.

I can't believe you swallowed that guy's spunk. I hate it.

-It tastes like salty egg whites.

-Mmmm.

-Yuck. What if he's got something?

-You can't catch nothing like that.

-Acid in your stomach kills it. Did you like wanking that guy?

-No.

-Was you wet?

-Yeah, a little bit.

-A little bit?

-His ting was small, man.

-I bet you was mad wet, I was.

Why didn't you fuck Rupert's friend and I wouldn't have had to wank him?

You said you liked it. Anyway, only my man gets the pussy, unlike you.

-Sure you know whose baby it is?

-Don't try.

-Couldn't have it in me.

I'd wanna rip it out with a coat hanger.

Euuuuurgh! Fucking hell, man!

-What, blood?

-Didn't I tell them no onions?

You did, man, you did say no onions.

Hey. Didn't I say no onions?

Fool!

-Oi, what's going on?

-Oi, what, man? We got money.

-Just drive, man.

-So, what? Are me and you on or what now?

-Yeah, yeah, I'm your girl.

Yeah?

Well, I gotta go home. See you tonight, yeah?

Yeah, yeah. Take care, yeah?

(ALL SHOUT)

-Coke-head baby.

-(GIGGLES)

-Whatever, man. It'll be gone soon.

-I ain't changing no fucking nappies.

-There's an abortion clinic number, do you wanna bell it?

-Not today.

-Can I use your toilet?

-Are you gonna do a shit? If you are, then, no.

I don't do that in other people's houses.

Hurry up, we need to get the money for the garbs.

Yeah, she's banged up, babes.

Yeah. All right, see you soon.

-Who was that?

-My man.

-Listen, lads, where you off to?

-Oxford Street, man.

-Why don't you walk? It's only down the road.

-We wanted to catch a cab.

-Shut your mouth and mind your own business.

-I might have to drop you

-at Marble Arch, the traffic - You

-drop us where we fucking ask you to.

Yeah, Trife and them two pussyholes. Yeah, man. Don't reach, don't reach.

I'm cool. If I seem them before youse, I'm gonna bang them up.

I'm gonna bust their head. Listen, if you eye them, if you see them,

ding me, yeah?

-Can we go get something to eat?

-No, I don't wanna look fat for Mark.

-I'm starving.

-We'll get pizza when we get to his.

£9.20, mate.

-You know what? I got passed by five black cabs today.

-Ain't my fault.

Just cos I'm Black. Ain't it ironic? Black cab don't take Black man.

-What's your point?

-My point is that it becomes a vicious circle.

-What's that mean?

-It means...

-Come back!

You little Black bastard!

(GRUNTING / MOANING)

(FOOTSTEPS)

Now I'm hungry.

Why did you bring me here again?

We give him some dope and he gives us money for our dresses.

Can we get it and go cos I'm tired of listening to you fuck.

Look, I didn't know he was gonna be so old.

-He's 28. He's an actor.

-That's almost twice our age.

-I know but he thinks I'm 18.

-Whoo!

You were good, baby.

You lot want anything else?

No.

-I thought she was pregnant?

-She is but she's getting rid of it.

-Go on, Lis, it's good.

-OK.

-So how much you want for all this? 300?

-Yeah.

Right, I'll go get it.

I'll be back in a minute, yeah?

So, you like what you see, huh?

-No.

-So what'd you come upstairs for then?

-I wanted to see if she was all right.

-She was fucking great.

-I bet you are as well.

-Fuck off!

You're sick.

-You know she's only 15?

-Yeah, course I do. Found her student card.

She thinks it's her little secret.

Do you know what my little secret is? Go on, have a guess.

I'm a fucking bastard.

I've never fucked a pregnant girl before.

But for you, I think I'd make the exception.

-How about you fuck yourself?

-You should take a chance

-while you can, you little slag.

-What did you call me?

A fucking little slag because you're 15 and you're pregnant.

Probably some little Black fella who hasn't hung around.

That's cool, cos I like you.

So when you've decided to dump it,

why don't you come back and see me?

You won't have to get jealous of me fucking your mate

cos I'll probably fuck you, too.

You know, you're not right about everything.

What's that then?

You're not a bastard.

You're a cunt.

Right, ready for round two, baby?

Ra, boy, this shop is heavy.

Good afternoon, sirs, can I help you?

-Yeah, where are your hats, rude girl?

-Downstairs, sir.

You know what, blood? Fuck that guard, man.

They've got better stuff down the road anyway.

Oi!

Come on.

-Come with me. Come on.

-Fuck off, man!

-You're in a lot of trouble.

-For what?

-Take your hands off me.

-Hey, hey, what's he taken?

-Cap.

-He had it on when we came in, bro!

-Pipe down, please.

-I'm not your bro.

-I told you, I fucking had that when I come in.

-Don't swear.

-What the fuck you gonna do?

-The police have been called.

I don't give a fuck. I had the hat when I come in! Check your cameras.

This young man has taken this hat and is causing a commotion.

-That all he's taken?

-Yeah.

-But he was wearing that when he came in.

-You sure?

-Yes, because I greeted him.

-Thank you!

-I'm not sure that he was.

-I am sure.

-Move out the fucking way and let us out, man.

-You gonna apologise?

Just leave, please.

-Hold up, man.

-What?

Do you know what? Want your hat so much? Take it.

Fucking prick.

I'm stinging. Were you watching? I bet you could hear, innit?

-(FAKE MOANS)

-So 300 squids, yeah, babes? Split it down the mids.

-You got shoes, right? We can't be looking like no tramps.

-Yeah.

-You are looking forward to tonight, yeah?

-Dunno, yeah, probably.

-What's the matter, you look like someone just...

-Exactly.

I've been thinking about stuff. Me like this, Katie killing herself.

I mean, that is why we got the day off.

-Dunno, maybe we shouldn't go to the party.

-What?

I don't know, it's, like, it's weird.

It's strange. She was so tall and pretty.

I wish I was that tall.

You know, I reckon she could have been a model.

I knew she was troubled, but... I never thought it was that bad

-that she'd have to kill herself.

-It's done now. Nothing we can do.

-I could have stuck up for her.

-So why didn't you?

-Dunno.

Well, she's dead now, get over it. I am.

-Don't you ever think about anything but yourself?

-Er, yeah,

clothes, shoes, money, sex. Wait, sex involves me though, don't it?

Do you think Moony likes me?

-Don't know.

-He's so fine.

-I won't fuck him unless he eats me out. Think he will?

-Don't know.

So when are you gonna get rid of this baby?

-Lis.

-Just leave it, Becky, yeah?

Saint Martin girls! What you lot saying? Oi! Hear about

that Big Bird girl who committed suicide? Proper sensitive, innit?

-She got so upset. We was only joking with her.

-Didn't look like a joke.

-Shush.

-She just got a bit feisty, that's all. Need a bit of slapping.

But we was only playing with her. We never meant to slit her wrists.

-She hung herself.

-Whatever. She's dead.

Cos of you.

-What?

-She killed herself because you and your friends bullied her.

-You killed her.

-Shut up, you sket.

-You killed her.

-Fucking shut up.

-You killed her.

-If you don't fucking shut up, you'll join her!

-She don't mean it. Please don't beat us up. She's pregnant.

-(LAUGHS)

You're that girl Sam fucked! Wait till I tell everyone about this ho.

Tell 'em. Tell 'em Alisa's pregnant and she's keeping the fucking baby!

-What?

-I ain't scared of you.

If you're gonna do something, do it.

Go on! I got bigger things to worry about than what you could do to me.

What's the matter?

-You should bang her up, Star.

-I should, shouldn't I?

What the fuck were you thinking, Alisa? They're gonna beat us up!

-So?

-You're so selfish. What if my face got scarred or something?

-What the fuck are you talking about, keeping the baby?

-Just leave it!

-So, what, are you like pro-life now?

-No, but a girl we both knew died

and I didn't do anything to stop it. I can do something about this.

What about school? If you got raped, would you have an abortion then?

-I don't know. Yeah.

-You have to get rid of it. Who's gonna help you?

I don't need any help!

-You all right?

-Yeah, it's morning sickness.

-It's not morning though.

-Look, I need to speak to Trife.

Let's go and buy our garms and then we'll find him, OK? C'mon.

Curtis lives...up there.

-What, is that it?

-I think so.

You think so?

You think... You think so?

Do you think I've got time for what people think?

-Is this the place, bro?

-Yes, it's the place.

You gotta do this on your own, bruv. I'll wait for you back at mine.

-You're gonna go now?

-I can't be seen here, man.

What would you do, man? What would you do?

(BUZZER SOUNDS)

That was a £45 hat, bloods.

-So?

-You could have give it to me for tonight, like.

Wouldn't have fit your big African head anyway.

Oh, my days. You, man, you, man, check that gash over there, blood.

-Shhh.

-Check the back off it.

-She's bathin' as well, you know.

-That's what I want, I want a rich bitch like that.

-So who's on it? Me?

No, blood, that's me, man. I saw her first, innit? Hey, my size.

Oi, darling.

Hey, girl, I'm talking to you, man.

Oi, I'm chatting to you!

I don't think she's on it.

-Blood, can't chat to a girl like that, man.

-Show me how to do it then.

-Fuck it, let's duck, man.

-He don't wanna check for that,

he's still on Alisa, ain't it? (LAUGHS)

-I'll show you now I can chat to that girl, man.

-Go on then.

Why is he always on our hype?

Thinks he's big, man.

-Can I help you?

-Do you work here?

No, sorry, just making conversation. I wouldn't buy those trainers though.

-Seriously, I wouldn't.

-Why not?

The front always comes off, plus those are the old ones.

New ones are upstairs.

Trevor.

Stella.

-Want a zoot, blood?

-Yeah, can we get out of here, man?

-You know I could have got her number though, innit?

-I don't think so.

You look smart. What do you do?

Smart? That's a new one. What, like, smartly dressed?

-No, clever, intelligent.

-Thank you.

I'm an architect.

Rings. You married?

Yeah.

My... My husband's been away a while.

If I was your husband, I'd never leave you. And I don't need Viagra.

Thank you, that's... that's useful to know.

Don't you get lonely by yourself?

Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

-Sometimes I could use a bit of company.

-I'd keep you company.

I bet you would.

How old are you?

-How old are you?

-26, you?

-I'm 23.

-You're not 23.

-All right, I'm 22 but I'm mature, man.

-22? Really?

All right, I'm 20, I swear.

-It's not like I'm trying it on or anything.

-Good.

Because I wouldn't want to disappoint you.

-My girl puts onion in my burger.

-You shouldn't have thrown it.

-Should have gave the burger to me, man.

-She put onions in it, though.

-What happened?

-She's a cock tease.

-It was on and then she ducked.

-Bit weird. White girls usually fuck you

-for a browns.

-I knew you wouldn't get that.

-Shut up, man.

-I'm still gonna bang her when I go see her.

-How you gonna bang her

-when she kicked you out? Are you stupid?

-No. I got this.

-And I'm gonna bring it to her.

-Hold him, hold him.

-Jay, pass it back.

Jay!

-Hey, boy! What the fuck are you doing?

-Leave it.

-Or what?

-Or I'll bust your head, you fucking White pussy.

-You think cos I'm White

I won't knock you out? How about

White skinhead nutter, that work better?

What's really good though, cousin.

What, man, you think that scares me?

Man, you don't even know me.

Low it. Low it, come on.

Get out of here, man. You're murked, like.

-What the fuck is wrong with you, man?

-What you talking about?

-You!

-Starting fights in the street.

-I was backing you up.

That's what I'm talking about. If we plan something together, that's cool

-but I was under control until you started, man.

-Cool it, Jay, man.

-Where's the purse?

-Wait, blood. I told ya, I want the fucking cards.

-No, man, who fucking took it?!

-You want the cards? Hey, Moons!

You can share your girl with Sam and you can't share the purse with us.

You fucking... Get the fuck off me.

What the fuck is wrong with you? You gonna switch to me now?

Take your fucking purse, you like it so much.

-Dickhead!

-Don't take it out on us cos your girl got pressed by Sam.

-If you were somebody else, I would have stabbed your clart!

-Stab me!

-My uncle'll kill you!

-You and your fucking uncle!

If my man's even real. You know, he is real, you'd better go to him.

Cos you ain't got no-one no more, man. You ain't got Alisa.

We ain't backing you. Come, Moons.

Who the fuck you chatting to, man? Without me, you two ain't shit.

Alisa, I can have her if I want. Don't need pussyhole friends either.

You keep telling yourself that, blood. Remember,

-we might call you Trife but your name's Trevor.

-Come, we jet, blood.

# Still life

# Yo, I'm just sitting here, I ain't saying much, I just think

# My eyes don't move left or right, they just blink

# I think too deep and I think too long

# Plus I think I'm getting weak cos my thoughts are too strong

# I'm just sitting here, I ain't saying much, I just gaze

# I'm looking into space while my CD plays... #

Claire, honey, Sam's here to see you.

-Thanks, Mrs Parkinson.

-I'll leave you kids to it.

-Where are they?

-Who?

Don't try to boy me off. Them three little pussyholes.

-I don't know.

-I'm only gonna ask you this one more time.

-Where are they?

-I don't know. Jeez.

My mum nearly broke her arm. Start talking or I'm gonna bang you up.

When we get to school, I'm gonna tell everyone what a rubbish fuck

you are and how bad you smell, if you know what I'm saying.

Please, don't. I really don't know where they are. All I know is...

they're going to that party tonight. That's where they're gonna be.

So why weren't I invited?

Cos no-one that's going likes you.

Sam, stop.

-Please, I'm sorry!

-(KNOCK AT DOOR)

-Claire?

Claire, baby, are you all right?

Yeah, Mum, I'm fine.

Me and Sam are just...

-..talking.

-OK.

Use a condom, sweetheart.

That brings me to my next question. Whose girl are you?

Cos I don't even know why I bother with you. You're ugly, a shit fuck

and you're with me. If it weren't for me, who would look at you?!

I don't know.

Why'd you sleep with Alisa?

Why'd you fuck that fucking Jay? In my yard as well!

I don't know. I'm sorry.

-It's all right.

-It's just...

I do everything you want,

whenever you want me to, so why are you mean to me? I don't understand.

Come here.

# Not too long ago in the land called London

# I was feeling low and my life came undone

# I didn't even have a penny to my name

# My minutes and the hours were just floating down the drain

# So I started to think with the drink and the puff

# That I could be pursuing other stuff

# Cos I told you, take the rough with the smooth

# Now listen to the groove

# Time kicked past it and the feeling lasted

# Music blasted but nothing passed it

# Stoned, gotta get my own

# Now we're in the zone

# Everything's amiss to me...

OK, so Plaza, yeah? In an hour.

Right, see you then. Bye.

# Better catch this life cos it's floating past

# We're in the game and we're in to last... #

Come the fuck on, man.

Look, what you need is some retail therapy, yeah?

Alisa says to meet her in the cafe in one hour.

-Did you tell her Trife ain't here?

-No.

-Are you a fool or something?

-Don't think she wants to chat to you, do you?

-I don't know.

I'll tell her but I'll give her a piece of my mind. You get me?

Oh, my God, that dress looks dark on you.

-Is that the one you want?

-Yeah, I think so.

-I got all these.

We are gonna be the hottest girls there. Everyone else is gonna look

-like tramps compared to us.

-Can I help? Is that the dress you like?

-Yeah.

-It looks great on you. If you pull your hair back like this,

-it will accentuate your fabulous figure.

-Thank you.

-Nice figure? Not for long, she's knocked up.

-Congratulations.

-My wife is pregnant.

-Wife? I thought you were a battyman.

-Excuse me?

-Ain't you gay?

-No.

-Nothing wrong with it.

-I know, I'm just saying.

-Calm down, Yankee.

-I'm Canadian.

-Same thing.

-Excuse me, how much is this one?

This one is £130.

Becs?

Well, I want this one. How much is it?

This one is £210.

Can you not find another one? I really want this one.

-We've got £300 between us.

-And you said you'd split it.

Look, who got the money? I'm doing you a favour by getting you one.

Soon you'll have a big fat belly anyway, won't be able to wear it.

-You still got £90. I'm sure you can get something nice.

-Don't worry.

I'll find you something to make you look even more fabulous.

Trevor?

He'll be with you in a sec.

You're a handsome one, ain't you?

Trevor.

-Wow.

-You told me to reach.

Debbie look after you?

Yeah.

Come.

Me like the work you did on that ting.

This...

is for you.

I told you I would, man. If you want me to do anything else -

Just cool yourself.

What's that?

H.

You want some?

I'm cool, man.

Go on.

Take some.

(COUGHS)

You grow fast, man.

Anyway...me like the work

you did on the gun.

-It's easy -

-Don't speak! Just listen.

You know,

all you need in this world is money.

And if you know how to get it, you laughing.

See that nice TV in my front room?

-Yeah.

-You got one? No?

-But you'd like one? Of course you would.

-I got Keith on the phone.

-He wants you -

-Tell him I talk to my nephew. Tell him wait.

-He's already on the phone, he said...

-Me said tell him wait.

Anyway...

why you don't come work for... with me?

-Trust me, I want to, man.

-Huh?

Fucking had enough of everything else.

-What do you want me to do?

-Just a few little tings.

-Does it sound like something you can do?

-Sounds live, man. I'm there.

Wait, wait, wait.

Me did sell the last of the bad guns to some youth.

Me have more of the replicas for you to drill in the back.

In the meantime...

..you did so well with this one, that me think you should have it.

So where is he?

I told you, when he switched, we just kicked out and left him, man.

-And don't bother calling, his phone's off.

-I need to speak to him.

Listen up, everybody. Me say listen up!

This is my nephew, Trevor.

A real family member that will be joining our family from now on.

So...treat him nice.

What's going on, bro?

What's up with this baby shit, man? Is this true or something?

-Course. Who's gonna lie about being pregnant?

-Nuff people.

-Well, I'm not lying.

-All you do is lie and now you've been caught out,

-trying to drag Trife back into this.

-I should speak to him, not you.

You are talking to me. And what exactly you gonna say to him, eh?

"I'm sorry, I fucked another guy when I was with you." He knows now.

I'm gonna tell him the truth.

Listen, Trevor.

Come.

Want you to handle something for me.

Anything?

You see,

-this is the reason me want you to come work for me.

-Curtis -

-Shut up.

See this fucker?

Him take my property but my money never come back.

-Aargh!

-Where the fuck is my money, nigger?

I can get it for you, man.

-It's at my place. I told you I was gonna -

-Shut your mouth, blood.

If he wanted it when you decided to bring it, not when he asked for it,

-you wouldn't be tied to a fucking table.

-(LAUGHS)

What you wait for?

I'm sorry. Please, I'm sorry.

You know what, boy? I want you to get my money today.

-I will.

-Before you go, I'm gonna make sure

you remember that you don't fuck with Curtis.

Trevor.

Carve a C from the corner of him eye to the corner of him mouth.

Me?

Yes, you.

I want you

to carve a blood clot line

from here to here.

Carve the fucking line.

No, let him.

Cut him.

Man. Man, please!

Please!

No! (GROANS)

(SCREAMS)

Good.

Trevor, come.

Come here. Trevor!

Please.

Best thing you could do is fuck off and get an abortion

of Sam's baby. He don't want you and Trife don't want you either.

-Has he said that?

-Who wants a sket like you?

-Has he told you he don't want me?

-Yeah. Now fuck off, innit?

What's up with her fucking Sam? No wonder Trife

-dashed her, she's not fucking all that.

-I couldn't be like that.

-I only give my tings to special mans like you.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

-Becs, can we go?

-Where, to the party?

-No, I just wanna go home.

-Well, I'm not ready.

-Becky, please, can we just go?

-Look, go if you wanna go.

Don't come to the party, be a boring cow. I'm staying with these lot.

You know what? Just do what you want, yeah?

Fat cunt.

# "Blinded By The Light" - The Streets

# That's the one, oi

# How did he not find the baggy with his hand in my shoe

# Way too close for me, at least they allowed me through

# Should be a good night in here, Ramo in the main room

# People keep pushing me though

# No reception on the phone

-# And I'm thinking

-# Lights are blinding my eyes

# They said they'd be here, they said, they said in the corner

-# And I'm thinking

-# People pushing by

# And walking off into the night

# These look well speckly, bit green and blue

# Freeze is well cheap though so I'll take three if I need to

# Right, I'm in the plan, I wish the bouncers would go away

# Borrow water off this man, here goes nothing, OK

# And I'm thinking

# Lights are blinding my eyes

# That's proper rank, that tastes like hairspray

-# And I'm thinking

-# People pushing by

# Then walking off into the night

# I hate coming to the entrance just to get bars on my phone

# You have no new messages, so why haven't they phoned?

# Menu, write message, so where are you and Simone?

# Send message, Dan's number

# Where have they gone?

# And I'm thinking

# Lights are blinding my eyes

# Why's the message pending? Where the fuck are you?

-# And I'm thinking

-# People pushing by

# Then walking off into the night...

Fucked that girl a few weeks ago, blood. Every day for a week

-when she's supposed to be yours.

-Why aren't you speaking to me?

# Where the fuck could they be?

# Still not over in the corner

# This night's a tragedy, I keep thinking I saw her

-# And I'm thinking

-# Lights are blinding my eyes

# No, that's not them, that's not them either

-# And I'm thinking

-# People pushing by

# Then walking off in to the night

# That one noise is like I'm thinking

# Lights are blinding my eyes... #

(MOANING)

So, this party, where is it?

You're not still gonna go, are you?

You saw what they done to my mum, where is it?

Nice invite.

-I don't think you should go.

-Why not?

-I just think...

this thing should stop or someone's gonna get hurt. Your mum's all right

and you got me. Stay here tonight. We can fuck all night.

Promise me you'll stay.

A'ight, I promise.

I just wanna go home and check on my mum, make sure she's all right.

-Cool. I'll see you later.

-Yeah, I'll see you later.

Alisa!

Alisa!

Alisa.

What you doing?

-I'm going home. I only live over there.

-Your hand's bleeding. You OK?

Shit. Yeah.

Have you been crying?

No.

You look like you have.

Are you coming to the party?

No, I'm really not in the mood.

-Come on, come with us.

-I don't know.

-You look like you need to be around friends to cheer yourself up.

-Yeah.

-I promise I'll do anything I can to get you smiling again.

-How?

-(SIGHS)

-Come on, come with me.

OK.

Let me just go home and get changed, yeah?

But I'm only gonna come if I can hang out with you.

"Hi, this is Alisa. Please leave..."

# My future's so bright I'm gonna have to wear shades

# Lyrics so deep I leave you lost like the Everglades

# With more class than school days, my DJs

# Find ways to bring drama like the Krays

# Word play so fresh I'm unpasteurised

# My beats leave you stranded like Lord Of The Flies

# Goin' off like a firework in your front room

# Spelling doom in the dust on your tomb with this tune

# So make room, clear a space for the gravy

# I'll make you cross like a lollipop lady...

Trife! Enter, my friend. While the parents are away and what not.

Want some of this? It's Cuban.

-Where's Alisa?

-Um, she's inside. I think she went into the garden.

# Like a hypnotist looking deep in your lies

# D D W E, so follow me

# On a track that could bring you back to 93

# So you see we be rocking to the best of our ability

# Apply strategy like heads in the military and now it's killing me

# MPs are filling me with bullshit and keep running like dysentery

# Effective is my main directive

# My objectives keep you lost in perspective

# Developments arrested, you're caught in a net

# So we scrapped all the... #

Bruv.

Blood, sorry, man.

I'll see you later. Sorry, bruv.

What you doing?

-What, he's your man now?

-No, but at least he's been nice to me today.

-What you want?

-To say hello, innit?

-Hello.

-How you doing?

-If you wanna say something, say it and leave me alone.

-What happened?

-I got it cut.

-You all right?

-It's fine.

No, are you all right?

So what did you do today?

Nothing that would interest you.

Look, Lis, can we go somewhere a bit more private, please?

-So where is he then?

-I don't know. I just saw him come out here.

-I'm going back in.

-I don't know why I come to your party, man.

So, what time you staying till?

-Cool, baby, we just got here, like.

-It'll probably get better later.

Be better if Blake weren't such a chief, trying to friends up Jay.

I mean, I'd consider this a success, wouldn't you?

Jay, did I mention how sharp you look?

Go away, Blake.

I know you tried to speak to me earlier and I didn't wanna listen.

I wanna talk to you now.

Don't worry about your little life, Trevor, I don't need your help.

I'm sorry you had to hear what you heard from Sam.

And I understand that you don't want me, but I thought you ought to know

-that I never -

-All right. I know you never meant to hurt me, blah, blah.

Before you carry on, there's things I need to get off my head

-and if I don't, I'll forget.

-Trevor - Wait.

Rah, I'm on that, boy.

Er, excuse me, you came with me.

No, there's a difference. You came with me.

But don't worry, though, babes.

There's enough Moons to go around.

-Safe, yeah?

-Yeah, Danielle, what's going then, man?

I wanted to talk to you but your friends are always there.

-You can still come up -

-Please.

Danielle, I'm gonna come chat to you in a sec, yeah?

With both your buddies doing their own thing, anything you wanna do?

-Like what?

-Like me.

-What?

-Do you want to fuck me?

No, not really, I got a girl.

So? I won't tell her.

-I thought you liked Moony?

-No, I like you.

-He's a fool.

-That's one of my best friends you're talking about.

Look, do you wanna fuck or not?

You can put it in my arse as well.

It hurts but I don't mind.

No, low it, man. Oi, Danielle!

What I want to say is I know we were only going out for a couple of months

but it was fun. Made me feel like...

..feel good, you get me?

I mean, not just sex. Yeah, your tings feel good and everything but...

..you.

It was you.

I didn't know what to do when you started wanting hugs in school.

I started thinking about what the boys would think and them stupidness.

When I broke up with you, I realised I was stupid.

I told everyone, "I ain't going back out with her."

But I wanted to.

When I found out you fucked Sam...

-..it hurt me.

-Look, Trevor - Wait.

It hurt me.

That's why I said what I said today.

I've seen some shit today.

Makes me think about life.

You're one of the best things in mine.

Even though it's some next man's baby...

..I wanna be with you.

I wanna look after you both.

I wanna change for you.

Cos...

..I love you.

-(LAUGHS)

-Why you laughing? I said I love you.

Trevor, I never slept with Sam.

-What?

-I've been trying to tell you.

He lied. He told everyone I went to his house. Said I might as well go

cos he was gonna tell everyone he fucked me but... I never. I swear.

-So the baby?

-You're the only one I've slept with.

It's yours.

-What's wrong?

-Shit.

-My mum's gonna kill me, man.

-Mine, too.

See, listen, we're gonna work, yeah? We'll stay together forever.

I'm not sure we will,

but we're gonna have this baby, so we should try.

(SCREAMS)

Yeah, pussy or what now? You think you're a man?!

-You think you're bad?

-Sam, don't!

I'm gonna beat you like a fucking big man.

Where's your two boys? Cos you three pussyholes are finished tonight.

-Fuck!

-Sam, man, what the fuck are you doing?!

-Shut the fuck up!

Moony! Jay! Sam's beating up Trife outside right now. Go!

-So you gonna back us or what?

-No, he's your mate, blood.

-Pussy!

-You must have lost your fucking mind!

-We can work something out. Jay, man.

-Get the fuck off him, man.

I'm sorry.

-Come. Come. Aaargh!

-Hey, man, low it.

Yeah, you are.

-You wanna disrespect my mum? You wanna fuck my girl?

-Aaaargh!

You're not fucking real, blood! You hear me? Stay down!

All you fucking pussyholes, yeah? Fuck with me, this is what you get.

Leave us alone, Sam! Everyone knows you never fucked me.

-What you gonna do, beat us all up?

-Who'd wanna fuck you anyway?

-Shut up.

-Suck my dick, you fucking bitch.

(SCREAMS)

Don't fucking touch her! Fuck you! Fucking prick.

Trife, get off him, please.

I thought you were gonna change?

Listen to your bitch, Trevor.

Trife! Trife!

Something's wrong with Trife.

Are you all right, blood?

Someone call an ambulance, blood.

Hey, pussyhole!

(ALL SHOUT)

Blood, blood, low it, man, Trife's hurt.

(CRIES) Call a fucking ambulance!

I've already called one.

What you gonna do, blood? What you gonna do?

-(CROWD GASPS)

-Who the fuck is Sam?!

Tell me who the fuck Sam is now, man.

You'd better start fucking talking cos I know he's fucking here.

-Who the fuck is Sam?!

-Baby, listen.

We'll go out on the weekend, yeah? Me and you, we'll do something nice.

Blood, S-S-Sam's not here, you know.

-He's Sam!

-What the fuck you talking about, you fat bitch?! Just...

-Blood.

-I don't know who you are. I don't know.

Do you know my little sister, Katie?

-Oh, shit, it's really bad.

-Fuck.

-You're gonna be all right.

-Shut the fuck up, man, shut up!

Down on your fucking knees, man. Down on your fucking knees.

Fucking cry!

Look at this? Look at this shit. I fucking found this yesterday.

"Sam says he's gonna fucking kill me so I'm gonna save him the trouble."

"I'm not even scared any more. Anything's better than here."

It fucking goes on, you cunt. She was fucking 15, man!

-I never done nothing.

-Give me one fucking reason

why I shouldn't blow your head off.

Give me one. Give me one fucking reason why you shouldn't die!

Cos he's not worth it.

Baby, baby. It's really bad.

Trife!

-He's not breathing! Where's the doctor?!

-Trife!

-Trife!

-(SIREN WAILS)

-Let's go, blood, feds.

Come on.

Pussyhole!

You're the pussyhole, man.

Blood, blood!

(ALL SCREAM)

-Fuck!

-Come on, let's go!

Shit, man. Fucking hell, Derek! Fuck!

Come on.

What the fuck are youse lot doing, man?

You didn't do shit to help him.

Why you around watching now?!

Why the fuck you watching now? None of you did shit to help, man.

Get off me, blood. Get the fuck off me, blood.

# "All Things To All Men" - Cinematic Orchestra featuring Roots Manuva

# I'm too intense, I'm too deep

# I'm too nice for life

# So what makes this place so nervous?

# I'm all things to all men

# All of the women, all the children

# Just say when and I'll take you to my TARDIS

# Who's the hardest? Who's the hardest?

# I'm all things to all men