London to Brighton

This programme contains very strong language, scenes of sexual violence

and scenes which some viewers may find disturbing.

(PANTS)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

-Fuck off. FUCK OFF!

-What the fuck are you doing?

Fuckin' hell!

Come on, you gotta stop now. Come here. Gotta get it off of ya.

That's it.

That's it. Alright?

Do you want some food? We'll get you some food, alright?

Go in there. Stay in there. Don't open the door to anyone.

-Wait, you will come back?

-Yeah.

-Please.

-I promise I will.

I'll bring you some food, alright?

Got a fucking problem?

Look the fucking other away then. Can you put the toy in, please?

We have to get the train and go somewhere. We ain't safe here.

I got a mate in Brighton. He don't know her. We can go there for a bit.

What will that man do?

Don't worry, he ain't gonna find us. Look, you're gonna have to stay here.

You have to stay in the cubicle. I gotta get some money for the train.

-What about my money?

-Later. Can you stay here?

-For how long?

-An hour, hour and a half.

-I don't wanna be on my own.

-I know but you can't come with me.

Look, just wait here. I won't be long, alright?

-Alright, mate. What are you after?

-Jeez, what happened to your face?

-Nothing for you to worry about. Do you want something or not?

-Get in.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Hello! Hello?

Is someone in there?

Hello! Hello?!

-Come on, open up, it's me. You alright?

-Where've you been?

Told you, I had to go and make some money.

Right. Come on. We're gonna get the train.

Here. Go and sit on that middle one.

(SIGHS)

I think it'll take about an hour, why don't you have a kip?

What about that man, Derek?

He ain't on the train so don't worry.

-Are we gonna go to jail?

-I told you, no.

Now, go on, have a sleep.

-I am not tired.

-Yes, you are. Here, you are.

Use this as a pillow.

The windows shake.

(SHOUTING / SCREAMING)

Stuart, what's happening? Stuart, what's going on?

Get me a drink.

He's had a girl here.

Find out who she is.

(SHOUTS) They fucking don't know me!

I am not a fucking charity!

I've been shelling out, alright?

I ain't made of money, so I need you to do this.

-Derrick, please don't.

-What? What do you think I'm asking you to do?

-How long's she gonna be? We gotta be at work in half an hour.

-Fuck off!

Just wait a minute!

Alright, come on. Stop this now.

Alright? Come on.

You're the most beautiful girl I know. Do you know that?

When I first saw you, I thought you was a like a star or something.

You know?

And you know what's more, hmm? We've got a future. You and me.

Something really good.

Do you believe me?

Come on, do you believe me?

Yeah.

Right, good. So get in there and fuck 'em for me.

They've come down a long way. They're good friends of mine.

You're beautiful, you are. You know that?

You are beautiful.

Go on. In you go.

She's coming in. Don't take all fucking night either.

Pass that.

"(TV NOISE)"

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

The door.

Ey, ey, ey. D!

-Who the fuck are you?

-Stuart Allen wants to see you.

-Why? What for?

-Just leave your cereal and come on.

Get Kelly on the fucking phone! Find out where the fuck she is.

-When they're finished, I want 'em out.

-Come on!

(PHONE RINGS)

-Is this for me?

-Yeah.

You look nasty.

Do I? Cheers.

-How are you doing?

-Alright.

-I love the countryside.

-It's nice, innit?

Seeing a bit of colour.

(SIGHS) Why the fuck did you run away?

Cos living at home was shit.

Mum's dead, isn't she? And my dad was a bastard.

He beat me. He was always pissed.

The other week I nicked his fags and he kicked me in the ribs.

-It's big, innit?

-Massive last week.

-Does it hurt?

-Not as much.

What a pair, eh? Me and you.

Black and blue.

Where are we going?

Stay with a mate for a bit. Stay away from London.

He's just called so no doubt he's found out.

He owes me money.

You ain't gonna see that, love.

Look, I'll get it for you, alright?

I love the fields.

It's a shithole, this place.

How do people live like it?

Dunno.

Well, you live like it, don't you?

How do you mean?

All this scum round here.

That's who you deal with, isn't it?

Oi, stop! You can't fucking park over there mate...

So, you know who I am, then?

Yep.

I'm talking to you, big man. Fat cunt. Open the window.

You can't just fucking sit there,

and as for laughing boy, I don't know what he's fucking about at.

It's too much, you can't fucking park here. We told you that. Ouch!

-Shut up and fuck off!

-Alright. Fucking hell!

Fucking toe-rag girls.

That's who you deal with, isn't it? Girls like this?

Yeah.

How often did my dad ask from you?

What do you mean?

You can take me for a stupid cunt if you want

but one of those boys will cut your ears off.

I'll ask you again.

How often did you get my dad a girl?

A couple of times, three or four.

What kind of girls?

I don't know. He likes them young, doesn't he?

Did you get him a girl tonight? And don't fucking lie to me!

Yeah, I did. Yeah.

How young?

She was about... 12.

-Do you know what she did to him?

-No.

I don't know anything. One of the other girls went with her. Honest.

Where are they now?

I dunno. I thought they'd still be there.

Well, they're not.

Who's the other girl?

Her name's Kelly. What's happened? What have they done?

-I want those two girls.

-I'll find 'em.

You better had and then you're gonna call me.

-Alright, I will.

-You got my number?

-No.

Get it off him.

Argh!

Find those two girls.

And if I don't hear from you by this time tomorrow,

you're a fucking dead man.

Get out.

Ah! (GROANS)

-Let's go.

-(GROANS)

Chum, come and pick me up. They cut my fucking leg off.

Yeah, I'm outside the Jamo. Get Kelly on the fucking phone.

Find out where the fuck they are. They've done him over or something.

Just get a fucking move on!

What do you wanna do? It's too early to call her.

-Can we go to the beach?

-What for?

-I wanna see the sea.

-(SIGHS)

Come on then.

(DOORBELL BUZZES)

-"Who's that?"

-Open the door. It's Derek.

-"It's 6 in the fucking morning."

-I know what time it is!

-Just open the fucking door!

-"Alright. Hold on. Coming down."

He's, er, he's coming down.

(GRUNTS)

So, you haven't heard from her?

I've told you, I've only met the girl twice.

Come on, let's have it, then.

-It's my dad's.

-Well, he ain't gonna need it for another 10 years, is he?

-Fuck off! If he finds out, he'll go mental.

-I'm only borrowing it.

He ain't gonna find out, unless you tell him.

(SIGHS) I don't fucking believe this.

-What you gonna do with it?

-I'll keep it on me

in case I find her.

-(GRUNTS)

-And kill her?

It fucking depends. Look at my fucking leg.

You want shells?

What else am I gonna fire out of it?

I want it on me, in case Stuart Allen comes after me.

I'll kill her myself.

Their stupid fucking heads, getting me in this mess.

Look, you should just give them to Allen.

Finish your coffee, I'm going back to bed

Make sure you bring it back.

I love this flat.

Lucky cunt.

Thank you.

Oi, hang on. Wait!

I'm going in the sea!

Don't be stupid, you nutter!

What you doing?

What you doing?

I'm playing.

It's bloody freezing, you'll catch pneumonia.

-What took you so long?

-It's only been an hour since you called me.

-I did tell you it was fucking urgent.

-I had to get the bus.

-You got anything for me?

-I only saw you this morning. No, I ain't.

Go on.

-Duncan Allen.

-Yeah?

-Do you know who he is?

-Yeah, of course I do.

Chum.

Yeah?

-Go and sit in the car.

-What for?

Because I'm talking to Kelly and I want a bit of fucking privacy.

-Take your phone with you, so I can call you.

-Yeah, I've got it.

Right, this goes no further, OK? This is between you and me.

-What is?

-Duncan Allen.

-He wants a girl.

-Alright. What about me?

-No. He wants a young girl, doesn't he?

-How young?

Younger than you!

I dunno. 10, 11.

-He's a nonce.

-Doesn't matter what he is, does it?

-He wants something and he asked me to get it.

-Yeah, but a kid?

Don't start. I need to find a girl for tonight.

-I don't know anyone, do I?

-You'll have to go find someone.

-I ain't doing that. No fucking way.

-Don't be fucking silly, you are.

I'll give you 200 quid.

-It's a little girl, Derek.

-I know it is.

He asked me, didn't he? I do fucking know.

If I don't find her, he'll get one from somebody, so I might as well

or he won't come back to me. I don't wanna fuck him off, do I?

I don't know. Where would I find someone?

Can't go and fucking kidnap some kid.

You don't have to. You're gonna give her some money.

Go down Waterloo and the Embankment, find a runaway. They need the money.

-I want more than 200 quid.

-Bollocks!

-Look, I'm gonna have to give her at least 100, ain't I?

-I dunno.

Look, find someone who's been doing it for a while, right?

If she's out on the streets, she's bound to know a bit, isn't she?

If I don't find someone, I'm bang in the shit, so help me out, please.

-I've fucking helped you enough times, ain't I?

-I'll have a look.

-I ain't picking a fucking innocent.

-Well, you don't have to, do you?

-Find someone who's been doing it for a while and call me.

-Fucking hell.

Right? Go and get looking. I need her for tonight, Kelly.

-I want these fags.

-What?

-I ain't got none.

-Take them then, alright?

-I want some credit for my phone and all.

-Later. Use a payphone.

Oi! Tell Chum to come back up, when you pass the car.

Scuse me, mate, have you got 20p?

Thanks.

Scuse me.

Have you got any loose change?

Thanks.

Does your mum and dad know you're begging?

-How much you got?

-Enough.

-What, for a cup of coffee?

-Piss off.

-Let's have one of them.

-What's the magic word?

Gimme a fag, please.

-How old are you?

-15.

Fuck off. How old are you really?

12 this year.

Have you got any money?

You just told me you had money, you fucking liar.

Who are you calling a fucking liar?

-You're a runaway, are you?

-Yeah.

-How long you been out here?

-Couple of days.

-Ain't no-one looking for you?

-He doesn't give a fuck, does he?

-What's your name?

-Joanne.

-Do you want something to eat, Joanne?

-Are you gonna pay for it?

I ain't but stay here a minute, alright?

I'll get you some food and fags. I won't be long.

Just gonna make a call. Don't go anywhere.

Yeah, I found someone.

I don't fucking know, do I?

Alright. Where do you wanna meet?

Alright. Yeah, I'll see you in a half hour. Bye.

-Come on, then.

-Who was that you was just calling?

-A mate of mine. He'll get us both something to eat.

-Why?

Cos he owes me. Come and get some food. Come on then if you're hungry.

-You're hungry, are you?

-Starving.

Where's all your bedding?

Haven't got any.

-Are you on the streets?

-Nah. I have been though.

Shit, innit?

It's better than being at home.

-Alright?

-Alright?

Alright?

-What's your name?

-Joanne.

-Derek.

-She's been out a couple of nights.

-Where you been staying?

She's just asked me all that.

How old are you?

Nearly 12.

Do you want something else? Some ice cream or something?

Mate, ice cream, please.

-What flavour do you want?

-Chocolate.

-Chocolate.

Who looks after you then, Joanne?

What do you mean?

Is there someone who takes care of you, out in the street,

-in case you get into any trouble?

-No. I can look after myself.

Cheers.

Who are your parents?

Why are you asking me all this fucking stuff?

Cos you can help me out, can't you? I need someone like you.

Someone with some fucking brains, who can take care of herself.

Well, how can I help you?

Has anyone got to you yet? Since you've been out,

-you been with anyone?

-What? What do you mean?

Are you a virgin?

Do you know what a virgin is?

-Yeah.

-So, are you one?

Come on, are you a virgin? Have you fucked anyone?

You just told me you knew what a virgin was.

So, are you one? Yes or no?

No.

Alright. You alright?

Just checking, alright? Just wanted to see how strong you was.

Do you want 100 quid?

Yeah.

Why? What have I got to do?

-I need you to go and see someone for me.

-Who?

Just a friend. Kelly will go with you and all. Alright?

-You spend an hour with him, I'll give you 100 quid.

-Why?

You've already fucked someone before. That's what you just said.

You can handle yourself. Go and play with him and I'll give you 100 quid.

-When?

-Tonight.

-In a minute.

-100 quid?

-Yeah.

-Will you let me have it now?

-You are fucking sharp, ain't you?

Eh? You can have it afterwards.

Don't worry. Oi, I've got it. Look.

Do you wanna do it, then? Do you wanna help me out?

-Where have I got to go?

-Kelly will take you.

Alright? Here. Take that now.

Go pay for the food, while I have a chat with Kelly.

-I ain't fucking doing it. I ain't.

-Shut your fucking face. Shut up.

-She knows what she's doing.

-Does she fuck?! She's a little kid.

-She'll learn. I'm giving her 100 quid.

-I ain't fucking doing it.

Shut your fucking mouth, alright, cunt?

So just fucking make sure she behaves and shut up. You alright?

Yeah? Eat your fucking dinner, then.

Alright, I'll do it. I want the fucking other 50 quid though.

You'll get your other 50 quid, alright, you greedy cunt?

Yeah. You alright, Jo? Yeah?

What? You wanna go now?

Yeah. Get it out the way and you can have your money, can't you?

Alright, look.

Alright, get a taxi, to that address. And what I'll do,

I'll give him a ring now, let him know you're on your way. Alright?

Alright, then. Well, be good,

both of you. Alright? I'll see you later.

I'll see you later, yeah?

-What do you want to eat?

-Chips.

-Where you gonna go, Joanne?

-Why?

You don't wanna be back in London, too young to be on the streets.

If I was your age again, I wouldn't be doing what you're doing.

Gonna stay with my gran. I haven't seen her for ages.

Not since my mum died. My dad didn't like her.

I'll go stay with her.

Anywhere, but where you are.

If Derek finds you, he'll kill you.

Can we go to my gran's, then?

-Where is she?

-Devon.

How am I gonna get you to Devon?

Train.

That's what I was gonna use the 100 pounds for. To get the train.

We'll sort something out.

Right. Come on, let's have a fag.

Ring my mate up. Get round hers, get showered.

-Alright, Kar?

-Fucking hell.

-What happened to you?

-A nightmare, mate. This is my cousin, Joanne.

-You been to hospital for that?

-No. No, it's alright.

-So, what you doing here so early?

-Got an early train.

-I'm knackered.

-Yeah, I haven't been to bed yet.

-Do you want a cup of tea, then?

-Oh, yeah. I'd love one.

I've gotta have a piss, I'm bursting.

It's the second on the right.

-Do you want a cup of tea?

-Yeah, please.

How old are you?

14.

Alright? You alright? Good.

Cheers.

-Here you go. Only had enough sugar for one each.

-It's alright. Cheers.

-Did you get us all one?

-No, I didn't.

Been in a fight?

Pissed up, fell down the stairs.

-Kar, do you reckon we could both get a shower?

-It's through there.

Drink your tea first.

Right, I'm going for a lay down.

-You be alright?

-Yeah, we'll just have a shower.

-Don't want one.

-Yes, you do. You're stinking.

I love showers. Make you feel better.

-Don't want one.

-Why?

-I just don't.

-Shut up! Just have a quick one.

Go on. Do as you're told.

-You can't tell me what to do.

-Look, I know, but you stink.

You've only gotta shove your head under there. Go on. Two minutes.

(PHONE RINGS)

-Who was that?

-Derek. Right, come on.

Shower.

-I gotta go and speak to Karen.

-You're leaving me on my own?

I'll only be five minutes.

Come on, get a move on. Shoes, jeans, off.

Alright. Get in, alright? I won't be long.

Lock the door behind me. Make sure you get in.

(MUSIC PLAYS)

Karen, it's me.

Sorry to wake you.

What do you want?

-I need to speak to you.

-What's the matter?

I'm in a bit of trouble.

What kind of trouble?

It don't matter. I need to get some money.

-I ain't got any, Kelly.

-No, you're alright.

I need to come work for the day. Where can I go?

They don't do it down here.

It's early, anyway, there won't be anybody around.

Plus you look like shit, Kell.

I ain't worried about that. I need this money.

-Alright. Pain in the arse. I'm fucking knackered.

-Sorry.

Paul?

Paul!

He'll know where to go.

-Kelly needs to work.

-Work as what?

On the street. I need to get some money, just tell me where to go.

Face like that, no-one's gonna pick you up.

Trust me, they will. Let's have a bit of that spliff.

-Nice one.

-The toilet,

-back of Filbert Road.

-How do I get there?

-Seven bus, outside.

Cheers.

Give it here.

-Right. You alright to play around the pier for a bit?

-Yeah.

-What you doing?

-Getting you some money, ain't I?

-Seven quid. Will that do you for a few hours?

-What about them?

You don't miss a trick, do you? I need that for the bus.

-Have you got any fags?

-Yeah.

Cool.

Shit! Fuck!

I've left my phone in the flat. Fuck!

Right. It's 11 now.

-I'll meet you here at half three.

-Do you know where the Arcade is?

I don't fucking know, do I? Ask someone.

Alright.

Don't be stupid, don't talk to anyone.

See you later, alright?

(BANGING ON DOOR)

She ain't gonna open it, is she? She ain't fucking in there.

-How are we supposed to get in, then?

-Get back in your fucking flat!

Put it through. Go on.

Keep trying her phone, Chum.

(PHONE RINGS)

-Hello.

-Hello? Hello?

Kelly! Kelly?

Where is she?

(HORN SOUNDS)

-You alright?

-Hiya.

-What happened to your face?

-It's a long story. Can I help ya?

-Can I fuck you?

-30 quid.

-No way.

-Fuck off, mate. It's 30 quid.

30 without a johnny.

You're fucking taking the piss.

40 without.

Alright, get in.

(PHONE RINGS)

Yeah?

Hello, Stuart? It's Derek.

I think I've found them.

I'm on my way there now. They're in Brighton.

Call me when you know.

Fucking prick!

They're in Brighton.

What's the quickest way to the pier?

About 20 minutes that way, if you cut through town.

-Where've you been? You've been ages.

-I had to earn some money, didn't I?

-Stick your hand out.

-Why?

Oh, wicked!

There's only 50.

Yeah, we need money for the train.

-Can we go to the Arcade? I wanna get this toy.

-Alright, just for a bit.

It's a fucking rip-off. Look, the claws are all loose.

-Could've bloody bought two by now.

-You've got to win it, haven't you?

I can do this. I've won before.

Well, hurry up, then.

That's it, go on.

Shit! Well,...

Go on, go again.

-Alright, that's it.

-Come on.

Don't drop it. That's it, that's it. Go on, release it. Release it now.

-Go on. Yes!

-That's it. Well done.

That's well good.

-Can we get another one?

-We'll be here

-all bloody day.

-Thanks.

-Alright. Win it quicker this time.

-I will. I'm on a roll.

-Yeah?

-Alright, love?

Was it you I spoke to earlier?

-I'm Kelly's friend.

-Ah, yeah?

-Is she back yet?

-No.

-She's coming back here though?

-Her phone's here, innit?

-Do you mind if we wait for her? I've fucked my leg up.

-It's not my flat.

-Want a cup of tea?

-That'd be fucking lovely.

Alright?

Go and keep look-out. You let me know as soon as they come.

-What are you gonna call yours?

-Nothing.

Why? You've gotta call it something.

Alright, I'll call it "4 Quid 80".

-I told you, I'd get it.

-Yeah, you did.

Mine's called Sarah. That's my mum's name.

(CHILD'S VOICE) Hello, Kelly. My name's Sarah.

Are you gonna name my sister?

-Alright, I'll call her Wendy.

-Good.

Who's that? Is that your mum?

Yeah.

Who are you?

-I'm a friend of Kelly's. We're just waiting for her.

-What friend?

-D?

-Yeah?

-Here, she's coming.

-How long have you been here?

-Had about enough of these cunts.

-Shut up. Come here!

-(SCREAMS)

Shut up, alright? Shut up! I'll kill you, I swear!

-(GROANS) Chum, come here. Quickly.

-(SOBS)

(GRUNTS) Hold it.

Now, keep it on 'em! Any of you mutter so much as a fucking sound,

I swear, he will kill ya. Alright? Dead.

(WHIMPERS)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Ring it again.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

-Hiya.

-Hiya.

Oh, fuck! Run, Joanne!

Fucking run! Leave her alone! Fucking run! Oh!

-(SOBS)

-Alright. Come on.

-Leave her alone, you bastard!

-Fucking move!

MOVE! Come on.

(PANTS / SCREAMS)

Get... Argh!

(SCREAMS)

Get down!

(GRUNTS) Get down.

-(SOBS)

-Get off me!

-(SOBBING)

-Sit down!

-Argh!

(CRIES)

Right, out! Rest of you, fuck off!

-Fucking get 'em out!

-Fucking get out of here! Go on, get out! Move it!

Move! Go on, move it!

Move it! Move! Move!

-I'll fucking murder you!

-Keep moving!

-Move!

-Keep fucking moving!

-I'm sorry, Kelly!

Just move!

-Alright!

-(SOBS)

-Gotcha.

-Shut the door behind you!

Derek, let her go, will you?

-Please, let her go.

-Shut up, Kelly!

It's out of my fucking hands now.

I fucking looked out for you, Kelly.

And you do this to me. Cunt's almost cut my fucking leg off. Stuart?

Put him on. It's Derek.

Fucking trouble you! Always, always, always.

Stuart? I've got 'em. Both.

They're with me, here, now. Yeah, I'm in Brighton

OK, I'll just wait here, then.

Alright, I'll give you the address.

You only fucking met her last night. You wanna fuck it all up for her?

-Let her go, Derek.

-Yeah, then what?

I'm dead? I don't fucking think so.

-What's happened to your fucking face?

-They're on their way.

-It'll be a couple of hours.

-Right.

It looks like we're gonna sit here, and fucking wait. Look at that!

I'm shaking, I'm that fucking angry!

Turn the telly off.

One of you is gonna tell me what the fuck has happened.

-Why have I got to wear this?

-Cos Derek told me you had to.

Do you know who this bloke is?

I've heard of him.

Alright, part your lips. Gotta put this on now.

You gonna be alright?

Does it look alright?

Yeah, it looks good.

-You look pretty.

-Never wore make-up before.

# "Moonlight Sonata" - Beethoven

-Can I get yous a drink?

-What you got?

-What do you want?

-I'll have a vodka and Coke.

Me too.

-Here you go.

-Thank you.

Ta.

Is this your house?

It is.

Are you a millionaire?

Mmm-hmm.

What's your name?

-Joanne.

-Joanne.

Are you gonna come upstairs with me?

Now?

Can't I just drink my drink first?

Of course you can.

Good. OK?

OK.

Come on.

Where do you want me to go?

You just stay there.

What about the money?

Later.

Come on, pet.

­ (MUFFLED SCREAMS)

Help me!

(MUFFLED SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS)

Kelly, help me, please.

-Help me!

-Joanne?

-(GROANS)

-Fucking hell! It's alright, darling.

-He's in the bathroom.

-You fucking sick bastard!

She's a little kid. (THUD) Ow! Fuck!

-Stop it!

-Can't you fucking shut up?!

Eh? I won't fucking ask you!

(SOBS)

Do you want a one, do you?

Get Derek on the phone.

Tell him to meet us at the Bruscin layby. Tell him how to get there.

What, you made them a cup?

Yeah, well, I made one for everyone.

After what they've done, you think they deserve a fucking drink?

-(PHONE RINGS)

-Where you going?

You fucking watch them! Hello.

Yeah.

Yeah. OK.

Alright, Chum,

get 'em upstairs.

Wait for me by the door. Up.

-Both of you, now.

-What?

-Fucking up!

-Get her up, Kelly.

-Kelly!

-Get her up, Kelly. Move it!

-It's alright.

You little cunt! Move your fucking arse, we're going for a drive.

-(SOBS)

-Fucking move!

-Alright, Joanne. It's alright.

-(SOBS)

Shut your fucking mouth.

(CRIES)

-Kelly!

-It's alright, girl.

Chum, hold 'em there. Hold 'em there!

-(SOBS)

-Open the boot.

-What for?

-What do you think for? Get in!

Please, Derek, let's get in the back with you.

Get in the fucking boot! Both of you!

-(SOBS)

-Get in there, before I put you in there.

Come on, get... I'm in here with you, darling. You're alright.

-NO! (SOBS)

-Cunt!

(BOTH SHOUT)

-(SCREAMS)

-Shut up!

Gonna be a right, up here somewhere.

Which way?

Just keep a fucking eye out. I'll tell you when, OK?

It's alright, come on.

I'm scared. I want to go home now.

I wanna go home and all. It's alright, darling.

Alright, slow down. Slow down.

There it is, up there.

-What's going on?

-I don't know.

Stay quiet.

Right. Where we going?

-Where are the girls?

-In the boot.

Gun.

Now, I don't know why you've brought a gun,

if you're stupid enough to let me see it...

-I wasn't gonna do anything with it.

-Won't mind giving to me, then.

Can I get it back? It's not mine.

Later. You'd better follow us.

Where does he want us to go to?

-He said to follow.

-I know that, I was fucking there.

-Do the fucking window up.

-(ENGINE REVS)

Fucking hell.

I don't wanna do this thing.

What do you mean, you don't wanna do this? (SHOUTS)

What are they saying?

-I don't know. I can't hear properly.

-Just fucking drive!

OK? Just keep driving.

(GROANS) Fuck. Fuck.

St-tuart. Stuart, it's your dad.

It's your dad.

Cheers, David.

What they doing?

I don't know, man.

Get out. Get out the fucking car. Move.

-Alright.

-Come on. Come on.

-Alright, I'm fucking moving!

Fucking hell. Ah!

What have they got them for? Fucking hell. RUN!

You fucking cunt! Argh!

Get her over there.

Get up. Fucking get up.

Alright! Fucking grass!

Fuck off! Ah!

Leave her alone. She's a fucking kid.

Get digging.

Get off me.

Fucking get off me, you fucking cunt!

Fuck off! Fucking get fucking off me! Fucking... (SPITS)

-Bitch.

-Fucking cunt!

Fucking hell. JOANNE!

Shut up!

Leave her alone, she's a fucking kid. You fucking cunt. (SOBS)

-Oi, you two, get fucking digging!

-Leave her alone.

-SHUT UP!

(CRIES)

Chum!

Get a fucking move on.

-Stop crying.

-(SNIFFS)

Come on, pack it in.

You want a cigarette?

Thank you. (COUGHS)

-What's your name?

-(PANTS)

Joanne.

When did you start smoking, Joanne?

Come on. When did you start smoking?

I don't know.

Please.

What are you gonna do to me?

Do your mum and dad smoke?

My mum's dead.

My dad did.

My dad smokes.

You know my dad, don't you?

I found some cigarettes that belonged to my dad once.

I was probably about half your age.

I took one.

And I smoked it in the toilet upstairs.

He caught me.

As a punishment,...

..he made me eat the whole packet.

Everything.

Filters,... cardboard,...

..the little bit of silver paper you get inside.

He sat there. And watched me eat the lot.

I was throwing up every two seconds. He just... watched me.

Didn't look away.

I never smoked again.

Give it here.

What did he do to you, then? Last night?

Is he dead? Your dad?

-(I'm sorry.)

-Shut up. Stop crying.

I want you to tell me what happened.

-What did he do to you?

-(SOBS)

I'm not gonna ask you again! What did he fucking do to you?

I can't remember.

It was last night.

-Remember.

-(SNIFFS)

He took me to his bedroom.

And what?

He kissed me for a bit.

Then he put me on the bed.

Did he tie you up?

Yeah.

Then he got a knife out.

He said he wouldn't hurt me.

I screamed.

I wanted to go.

What did he do with the knife?

He was cutting my clothes.

Then what? Did you fuck him?

No.

Why not?

Kelly came up.

She untied me.

-Did you stab him?

-(SOBS)

-Stop crying!

-(SOBS)

Stop crying!

Did you stab him?

-(Yes.)

-How many times?

COME ON! HOW MANY FUCKING TIMES?

Two... I think it was two.

-You stabbed my dad twice?

-Sorry.

Sorry.

(SOBS) What are you gonna do to me? KELLY!

(SOBS) Please.

-What's he gonna do?

-Oi!

-JOANNE. JOANNE!

-Kelly! Kelly, help me. Get off.

-Get the other girl.

Kelly, help me! Get off!

Kelly, help! (SOBS)

-Alright you two, that's deep enough.

-Kelly, help me, please.

You! Fuck you and all!

-KELLY!

-(SOBS)

-Kelly, help!

-Fuck off! She's a fucking kid!

Where the fuck are you going? You're watching this.

Fucking leave her alone.

Joanne, come here.

No! She's a fucking kid.

-Get here now!

-No, please.

-Shut up.

My dad's dead.

Someone's gotta pay for that.

-(GUN CLICKS)

-Don't you fucking move, Derek.

Joanne, take the trigger.

Take the fucking trigger now.

-Pull it.

-No. (SOBS) Please.

-Come on, shoot him. Do it.

-(SOBS)

Do it!

Do it! Pull the fucking trigger! Do it! Do it now!

(CHOKES)

(GUNSHOT)

(GUN CLICKS)

(GUNSHOT)

Go back to your car.

Alright. Come on.

Fucking cunt.

(PANTS / MUMBLES)

(ENGINE REVS)

What are you two gonna do?

I don't know.

-Have you got any money?

-No.

Take that.

(ENGINE REVS)

It's alright, darling.

It's over. It's over.

(BOTH SOB)

It's just up here.

# Darkness surrounds me

# Drowning me in sorrow

# Cos I know today will be no different from tomorrow

# Hope is quickly fading

# Soon I'll be too far gone for saving

# My soul will go and leave my body hollow

# And still in the face of adversity

# I search for an inner strength

# Try and stand firm, both fists clenched

# For I can't find my heart

# It's like the fucking thing's deserted me

# It used to be there, this makes no sense

# So I pray to a god that I'm not even sure if I believe in

# To help me in my hour of needing

# Keep me breathing

# I pray to this god that created a place called Eden

# A paradise to put Adam and Eve in

# But I don't think he hears me speaking

# I'm starting to weaken

# Now I'm reaching for what's fake

# Poisoning my body to escape

# Suddenly I'm overwhelmed with optimism

# My shoulders no longer feel the weight

# Yeah, life feels great

# But it's fake

# Every morning when I wake

# Every morning when I wake

# This is my life every day

# This is my life every day... #