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This programme contains prolonged violent scenes and very strong language. | 0:00:02 | 0:00:09 | |
(BIRDS TWEETING) | 0:00:15 | 0:00:17 | |
-(SIGHS) -Are you ready, Dad? -Yeah. | 0:00:38 | 0:00:41 | |
-I'll catch you up. -OK. | 0:00:44 | 0:00:47 | |
-Sorry, Mum. -# "Young Savage" - Ultravox | 0:01:00 | 0:01:03 | |
# The Jekyll-Hyde of you I can't survive the tide of you | 0:01:09 | 0:01:12 | |
# The vicious style of love The whining | 0:01:12 | 0:01:14 | |
# Pits and pendulums of lying | 0:01:14 | 0:01:15 | |
# Sneaky features, facing, waiting City sex is so frustrating | 0:01:15 | 0:01:18 | |
# Young savage, young savage | 0:01:18 | 0:01:21 | |
# She's like a steel wall Speaks like a dance hall | 0:01:21 | 0:01:24 | |
# Young savage, young savage | 0:01:24 | 0:01:27 | |
# Anything goes Where no-one knows your name | 0:01:27 | 0:01:33 | |
# The mirror love of vixens Gets over the mask of victims | 0:01:33 | 0:01:36 | |
# Money rents you insulation Tenderness, asphyxiation | 0:01:36 | 0:01:39 | |
# Someone else's flesh to borrow Sling it from your bed tomorrow | 0:01:39 | 0:01:42 | |
# Live too fast for love or sorrow Look behind the face, it's hollow | 0:01:42 | 0:01:45 | |
# Young savage, young savage | 0:01:45 | 0:01:48 | |
# She's like a steel wall Speaks like a dance hall | 0:01:48 | 0:01:51 | |
# Young savage, young savage | 0:01:51 | 0:01:54 | |
# Anything goes Where no-one knows your name | 0:01:54 | 0:01:58 | |
# Oh, young savage, young savage | 0:02:03 | 0:02:06 | |
# She's like a steel wall Speaks like a dance hall | 0:02:06 | 0:02:09 | |
# Young savage, young savage | 0:02:09 | 0:02:12 | |
# Anything goes Where no-one knows you | 0:02:12 | 0:02:15 | |
# Young savage, young savage | 0:02:15 | 0:02:18 | |
# She's like a steel wall Speaks like a dance hall | 0:02:18 | 0:02:21 | |
# Young savage, young savage | 0:02:21 | 0:02:24 | |
# Anything goes Where no-one knows your name. # | 0:02:24 | 0:02:28 | |
-(LIVERPUDLIANS CHATTING) -I can't wait to get into these today, boys. | 0:02:43 | 0:02:47 | |
-What the fuck is Robbie doing? -Don't be tight. | 0:02:47 | 0:02:49 | |
Yeah, eh, boys? Get some gear in there, will you? | 0:02:49 | 0:02:52 | |
-Got my fucking kung fu kit. -Marty! | 0:02:52 | 0:02:55 | |
-Fuck's that, you beaut? -Do one, you. Prescription only, this gear. | 0:02:55 | 0:03:00 | |
Sent me granddad to his box. | 0:03:00 | 0:03:03 | |
Fucking good swill. Get you right out of your tree, that will, lad. | 0:03:03 | 0:03:06 | |
Baby. | 0:03:07 | 0:03:09 | |
(LAUGHTER) Are you going soft, Baby lad? | 0:03:13 | 0:03:17 | |
We wanna be able to drink it. Tastes like fucking granny minge, that. | 0:03:17 | 0:03:21 | |
You'd fucking know, you sick cunt. | 0:03:21 | 0:03:24 | |
'How long had I been waiting for this day?' | 0:03:27 | 0:03:30 | |
'How long had I wanted this?' | 0:03:30 | 0:03:34 | |
You can sack that, lad. | 0:03:34 | 0:03:36 | |
Need to keep your wits about you, where we're going. | 0:03:36 | 0:03:38 | |
You know the score, John. Pack punch, it puts a tiger in our tank. | 0:03:38 | 0:03:42 | |
What for? We're not fucking Geordies. | 0:03:42 | 0:03:45 | |
Need to keep your wits about you, Billy la, stay sharp. it down. | 0:03:45 | 0:03:50 | |
-Who's that cunt? -Carty. My name's Carty. | 0:03:54 | 0:03:59 | |
Tell you what, Carty, you best fucking stand. | 0:04:01 | 0:04:06 | |
Got no room for runners in this firm, son. | 0:04:06 | 0:04:08 | |
Know where you are. Now fuck off. | 0:04:08 | 0:04:11 | |
-Think he's with Elvis, like. -Where is Elvis? -Fuck knows. | 0:04:11 | 0:04:15 | |
Owlroodi-doodi, Cartykins! | 0:04:15 | 0:04:18 | |
How's the old arse bearing up? | 0:04:18 | 0:04:21 | |
Dear me, Cartypants! Where will it end, eh? Where will it end? | 0:04:21 | 0:04:27 | |
(CARTY) 'Where did it start?' | 0:04:27 | 0:04:29 | |
(PUNCHING / SHOUTING) | 0:04:32 | 0:04:35 | |
(ALL SHOUT) | 0:04:35 | 0:04:37 | |
Aaah! Aaah! Aaah! Aaah! | 0:04:40 | 0:04:43 | |
(MAN) All right, coming through. | 0:04:49 | 0:04:51 | |
-Fuck are you staring at? -Nothing. -That's right, knobhead. | 0:04:52 | 0:04:55 | |
You never seen fuck all, get me? | 0:04:55 | 0:04:58 | |
Ponce. | 0:05:00 | 0:05:03 | |
-Who's that young buck? -No-one. | 0:05:05 | 0:05:08 | |
-Here. -Cheers. | 0:05:08 | 0:05:10 | |
-So? What do you reckon? -You look like Dad. | 0:05:13 | 0:05:18 | |
-(TUTS) This is what they wear. -Who do? The local anglers' club? | 0:05:18 | 0:05:22 | |
The Pack. | 0:05:24 | 0:05:26 | |
-Fuck you staring at, you prick? -Nothing. | 0:05:47 | 0:05:50 | |
-What the fuck are you looking at? -Come 'ead, Baby, leave him. | 0:05:50 | 0:05:53 | |
This cunt fucking wants it. | 0:05:53 | 0:05:56 | |
Look at the twat. What the fuck you wearing that jacket for, lad? | 0:05:56 | 0:06:00 | |
-Everybody wears 'em. -You don't, you tit. | 0:06:00 | 0:06:03 | |
-Give us your jacket. -No. | 0:06:04 | 0:06:07 | |
I'm not messing, lad. Give us your fucking jacket now. | 0:06:07 | 0:06:11 | |
Your mates are gone. | 0:06:11 | 0:06:14 | |
Next time, lad. | 0:06:18 | 0:06:20 | |
Oi! Wait up! | 0:06:22 | 0:06:25 | |
# "All That Jazz" - The Rascals | 0:06:25 | 0:06:28 | |
-Hi, Dora. Busy night? -No, it's still early. | 0:07:02 | 0:07:05 | |
# No matter how I shake my fist I know I can't resist it | 0:07:11 | 0:07:15 | |
# No matter how you shake your fist You know you can't resist it | 0:07:17 | 0:07:23 | |
(GUITAR SOLO) | 0:07:23 | 0:07:26 | |
(ALL PLAY ROCK MUSIC) | 0:07:34 | 0:07:36 | |
# See you at the barricades, babe | 0:07:46 | 0:07:49 | |
# See you when the lights go low, Joe | 0:07:49 | 0:07:53 | |
# Hear you when the wheels turn round | 0:07:53 | 0:07:56 | |
# Some day when the sky turns black # | 0:07:56 | 0:08:00 | |
(CHEERING / WHISTLING) | 0:08:00 | 0:08:02 | |
-What d'you reckon to that, then? -Sound, that. | 0:08:10 | 0:08:12 | |
You all right? All right, mate. Know your face, like. | 0:08:14 | 0:08:18 | |
You go the game, don't you? That was sound, that, mate. Nice one. | 0:08:18 | 0:08:22 | |
-Oh, yeah? -So can I get you boys a bevvy, then? | 0:08:22 | 0:08:24 | |
Listen, I'm gonna have to get off, help the lads with the gear. | 0:08:24 | 0:08:28 | |
-How come you know him, like? -I don't really know him. Bit of a tit. | 0:08:30 | 0:08:34 | |
Joking, aren't you? Fucking cool dude, him, la. | 0:08:34 | 0:08:37 | |
Used to go to college with him. Not college. Art school, like. | 0:08:37 | 0:08:40 | |
You went to art school? Jammy twat. They turned me down, like. | 0:08:40 | 0:08:45 | |
But don't get me wrong, they loved me work. The quallies fucked it up. | 0:08:45 | 0:08:49 | |
Mate, you didn't miss much. Just a bunch of divvies in raincoats. | 0:08:49 | 0:08:52 | |
That's what I wanted to be, a divvy in a raincoat. | 0:08:52 | 0:08:56 | |
-Anyway, Elvis. -Carty. I'm Carty. | 0:08:57 | 0:09:01 | |
-So, what you drinking, Carty la? -Right, sound, mate. | 0:09:01 | 0:09:04 | |
-I'll have a rum and black, thanks. -Rum and black, eh? | 0:09:04 | 0:09:07 | |
Think I'll have one of them. | 0:09:10 | 0:09:12 | |
Wrong trainies, like. | 0:09:14 | 0:09:17 | |
Excuse me. | 0:09:19 | 0:09:22 | |
-Ta. -So, I mean... | 0:09:25 | 0:09:29 | |
how come you was on the gezzy, like? | 0:09:29 | 0:09:31 | |
They're my mates from art school, aren't they? | 0:09:31 | 0:09:34 | |
The lads I knock around with... | 0:09:38 | 0:09:41 | |
-The Pack? -You what? | 0:09:44 | 0:09:48 | |
The Pack. I seen you, remember? | 0:09:48 | 0:09:50 | |
That weren't me, mate. | 0:09:53 | 0:09:55 | |
B-But that fight at the footy... | 0:09:56 | 0:09:59 | |
That weren't me. | 0:09:59 | 0:10:02 | |
Look, Carty. | 0:10:03 | 0:10:05 | |
They're baddies, that lot. Yeah? Take it from me. | 0:10:06 | 0:10:11 | |
Nice lad like you doesn't want to be playing with naughty boys like that. | 0:10:11 | 0:10:14 | |
Trust me. | 0:10:14 | 0:10:17 | |
# "Just For A Moment" - Ultravox | 0:10:17 | 0:10:20 | |
-Come 'ead. -Fucking lemon. | 0:10:30 | 0:10:34 | |
# Listening to the music The machines make | 0:10:37 | 0:10:43 | |
# I let my heart break | 0:10:43 | 0:10:46 | |
# Just for a moment | 0:10:46 | 0:10:49 | |
# Listening to the music The machines make | 0:10:49 | 0:10:55 | |
# I felt the floor change | 0:10:55 | 0:10:58 | |
Here you are, lad! Fucking hell, lad! | 0:10:58 | 0:11:00 | |
# We'll never leave here, never | 0:11:02 | 0:11:05 | |
# Let's stay in here for ever | 0:11:05 | 0:11:08 | |
# And when the streets are quiet | 0:11:08 | 0:11:12 | |
# We'll walk out in the silence... # | 0:11:12 | 0:11:14 | |
-What the fuck are you doing? -(CHUCKLES) | 0:11:14 | 0:11:16 | |
-It's fucking gorgeous, that. -What? -The sea, you div. | 0:11:28 | 0:11:33 | |
-I'd love to get off, I would. -Where? | 0:11:36 | 0:11:39 | |
-Anywheres. Berlin. -Berlin? | 0:11:42 | 0:11:45 | |
Just... Just anywhere. | 0:11:45 | 0:11:47 | |
Out of here. | 0:11:48 | 0:11:51 | |
Out of this. | 0:11:53 | 0:11:55 | |
Wouldn't you? | 0:11:55 | 0:11:57 | |
Big sky, man. | 0:11:59 | 0:12:01 | |
I'm serious. 'New Dawn Fades' on low, noose around the neck. | 0:12:12 | 0:12:16 | |
-Off we jolly well pop. Well, this is me, mate. -All right. | 0:12:16 | 0:12:21 | |
-Have you got far to go? -Nah, just down the road. | 0:12:23 | 0:12:27 | |
Big sky, man. | 0:12:33 | 0:12:36 | |
(CARTY) 'I was in with Elvis. Elvis and the Pack.' | 0:12:36 | 0:12:39 | |
-(SHOUTING) -Oi, fags, man. Fucking sound, get me? | 0:12:39 | 0:12:43 | |
(SHOUTING/SWEARING) | 0:12:43 | 0:12:46 | |
(SHOUTING) | 0:12:50 | 0:12:52 | |
Oi! You dickhead! | 0:12:54 | 0:12:57 | |
(CHEERING) | 0:12:57 | 0:13:00 | |
-That's in! -(EXCITED CHATTER) | 0:13:02 | 0:13:05 | |
Shit. | 0:13:09 | 0:13:11 | |
-Arlrood. -All right. All the lads here. Any Huddersfield? | 0:13:19 | 0:13:22 | |
-Not yet, like, no. -Be a scrap later, though, yeah? | 0:13:22 | 0:13:25 | |
-Look, mate, I've grown out of all that shit. -Looks like it and all. | 0:13:27 | 0:13:31 | |
-Have you told the Pack you've jibbed 'em? -It's different for me. | 0:13:31 | 0:13:35 | |
-I know it is. -Look, I mean it, kidda. | 0:13:35 | 0:13:37 | |
They're a gang of pricks. Just look at Godden. Look at him! | 0:13:37 | 0:13:41 | |
Do you know how old that cunt is? He's fuckin' 30. | 0:13:41 | 0:13:44 | |
The cunt's got about six kids, and he's organising the Pack | 0:13:44 | 0:13:47 | |
-like he's still in the fucking army. -Just let me stand with you. | 0:13:47 | 0:13:51 | |
-No, mate, I can't. I'm sorry. -Why not? | 0:13:53 | 0:13:55 | |
-Because, my friend, they won't let you. -How come, like? | 0:13:55 | 0:13:58 | |
Because they don't fucking know you. That's how come. | 0:13:58 | 0:14:03 | |
Tell you what, though. You doing anything tomorrow? | 0:14:06 | 0:14:09 | |
Do you want to go to Probe? | 0:14:09 | 0:14:12 | |
-You want to go to Probe? -Deffo. | 0:14:12 | 0:14:15 | |
Mooch around town, just you and me. Be a laugh. | 0:14:15 | 0:14:18 | |
-OK. -Sound. | 0:14:23 | 0:14:26 | |
I'll meet you outside at 2:00. | 0:14:27 | 0:14:30 | |
(MUFFLED ROCK MUSIC) | 0:14:31 | 0:14:33 | |
-Owlroodi-doodi, Cartykins. -I was about to do one then. | 0:14:43 | 0:14:47 | |
The road to hell is paved with good intentions, Carty. | 0:14:47 | 0:14:51 | |
Come 'ead. | 0:14:51 | 0:14:53 | |
-(PROGRESSIVE ROCK MUSIC) -This can't be genuine. | 0:14:57 | 0:15:01 | |
-What is it, like? -Bowie, live in Santa Monica. | 0:15:01 | 0:15:04 | |
It's the only existing recording of him doing 'My Death'. | 0:15:04 | 0:15:07 | |
Bootleg, like, but it's usually 25 rips. | 0:15:07 | 0:15:09 | |
-5.50. What? -Give us it, I'll get it for you. | 0:15:09 | 0:15:12 | |
-Behave! It's a fiver. -What's a flim between hombres? | 0:15:12 | 0:15:15 | |
So we go in the Masquerade. Eugene is snogging the gob off Heidi, | 0:15:21 | 0:15:25 | |
-and who walks in? -No! -I coulda died. -Excuse me. | 0:15:25 | 0:15:28 | |
-I'm like, "Swallow me up." -Hideous. | 0:15:28 | 0:15:30 | |
-Excuse me. -Hideous, sweetcakes? | 0:15:30 | 0:15:33 | |
I'm like, "Am I seriously witnessing this car crash?" | 0:15:33 | 0:15:36 | |
Hey, Bela Lugosi. Are we gonna get some service here or what? | 0:15:36 | 0:15:40 | |
Ask nicely. | 0:15:40 | 0:15:42 | |
(SNIGGERS) | 0:15:46 | 0:15:48 | |
Ooh, the Bowie bootleg. Aren't you the subversive one? | 0:15:55 | 0:16:00 | |
5.50. Just call it a fiver. | 0:16:00 | 0:16:02 | |
-Thank you muchly. -Fucking hell, Carty, la! | 0:16:05 | 0:16:08 | |
-I didn't think you had it in you. -Well, you don't know me, do you? | 0:16:08 | 0:16:13 | |
Welcome to Hades. | 0:16:14 | 0:16:16 | |
So, this is chez Elvis, eh? Cool gaff, la. | 0:16:19 | 0:16:23 | |
We aim to please. | 0:16:23 | 0:16:25 | |
-Fuck's that? -It's an everyday reminder of the absurdity of life. | 0:16:29 | 0:16:35 | |
-(CLICK) -And the absolute certainty of death. | 0:16:35 | 0:16:38 | |
-Fucking hell. What are these? -Forest Hills. | 0:16:42 | 0:16:45 | |
-Where did you get 'em? -Curiosity killed the cat, Cartypants. | 0:16:45 | 0:16:50 | |
-Never even seen these in the shop. -You wouldn't, would you? | 0:16:50 | 0:16:53 | |
-How much, like? -Not for sale, la. | 0:16:53 | 0:16:55 | |
-Come on, El. -Haven't got your size. Honest. | 0:16:55 | 0:16:58 | |
-How do you know? -I just know. | 0:16:58 | 0:17:01 | |
Now, skin up. | 0:17:06 | 0:17:08 | |
-(MUSIC PLAYING) -Don't exactly fancy getting stoned, you know? | 0:17:08 | 0:17:13 | |
What he really meant was he couldn't swim. | 0:17:13 | 0:17:17 | |
Don't talk soft. Some of us have got work tomorrow. | 0:17:17 | 0:17:19 | |
(SIGHS) Carty, you don't know the half of it, you. | 0:17:19 | 0:17:23 | |
Don't know what you mean, mate. | 0:17:23 | 0:17:25 | |
You, my handsome friend, have got it all, haven't you? | 0:17:25 | 0:17:29 | |
-You have choices. -Right, let me guess. | 0:17:29 | 0:17:33 | |
You, the poor underprivileged council estate wastrel, | 0:17:33 | 0:17:36 | |
-you're fucked. -In one, Lucky Jim. | 0:17:36 | 0:17:39 | |
-Bullshit. -You may not know it yet, but it is how it is. | 0:17:39 | 0:17:43 | |
Is it? Still can't go to the game with you and the Pack, though. | 0:17:43 | 0:17:46 | |
-No choices there. -Oh, mate, just leave it out, yeah? | 0:17:46 | 0:17:50 | |
Take it from one who knows. You do not belong there. | 0:17:50 | 0:17:54 | |
Right. And that mong in the parka, he's not even from round here. | 0:17:54 | 0:17:57 | |
-Robbie? -Yeah, him. | 0:17:57 | 0:18:00 | |
He may be a bit of a subby, Robbie, but he's our subby. | 0:18:00 | 0:18:05 | |
-D'you know? He belongs. -Right, ta. Now I know. | 0:18:05 | 0:18:08 | |
-It really means that much to you? -Yeah. | 0:18:14 | 0:18:16 | |
Of all the good and wondrous things we could do, | 0:18:16 | 0:18:19 | |
you'd rather go fighting with a bunch of knobheads from the Woody? | 0:18:19 | 0:18:23 | |
More than you could ever imagine. | 0:18:23 | 0:18:25 | |
-OK, then. -You'll take me? | 0:18:35 | 0:18:38 | |
Birkenhead North. 12 bells. Saturday. | 0:18:40 | 0:18:42 | |
-Saturday? -Er, yeah, Saturday, like. | 0:18:42 | 0:18:47 | |
It's generally when footy matches happen, d'you know? | 0:18:47 | 0:18:50 | |
Got you. | 0:18:51 | 0:18:53 | |
# "Young Savage" - Young Savage | 0:18:53 | 0:18:56 | |
# Condemned to be a stranger Subway dweller, dead-end danger | 0:19:04 | 0:19:06 | |
# Peeking through the dust of friends Who never gave, they'd only lend | 0:19:06 | 0:19:10 | |
# Every sneer is thrown away With practised gestures of disdain | 0:19:10 | 0:19:12 | |
# The outlaw stance is so pedantic Hate the world, it's so romantic | 0:19:12 | 0:19:16 | |
# Young savage, young savage | 0:19:16 | 0:19:19 | |
# She's like a steel wall Speaks like a dance hall | 0:19:19 | 0:19:22 | |
# Young savage, young savage | 0:19:22 | 0:19:24 | |
# Anything goes Where no-one knows you... # | 0:19:24 | 0:19:27 | |
-Who's that cunt? -Carty. My name's Carty. | 0:19:27 | 0:19:31 | |
# She's like a steel wall Speaks like a dance hall | 0:19:31 | 0:19:34 | |
# Young savage, young savage | 0:19:34 | 0:19:36 | |
# Anything goes where... # | 0:19:36 | 0:19:38 | |
(JOHN) Youse all ready? (CHEERING) You ready? | 0:19:38 | 0:19:42 | |
-I fucking am. -All right. Get them together. -Come on, boys! | 0:19:42 | 0:19:46 | |
-Stick together, lads. -We're fucking here, boys. | 0:19:46 | 0:19:49 | |
It's rock 'n' roll, and no fucker better bail. | 0:19:49 | 0:19:51 | |
(WHEELS SQUEAK) | 0:19:57 | 0:19:59 | |
(CHATTER) | 0:20:04 | 0:20:06 | |
-Stick together. No noise. -Ahh! -Whoa, whoa, whoa! | 0:20:08 | 0:20:12 | |
Slow down. Fucking walk, will youse? | 0:20:12 | 0:20:15 | |
-Make sure you're in there, you ponce. -What? | 0:20:23 | 0:20:26 | |
You fucking know. | 0:20:26 | 0:20:28 | |
(WHISPERS) | 0:20:36 | 0:20:38 | |
(LOUD CHATTER) | 0:20:40 | 0:20:42 | |
# "The Light Pours Out Of Me" - Magazine | 0:20:49 | 0:20:54 | |
Fucking told you, didn't I? Knew they wouldn't show, the shithouses. | 0:20:55 | 0:20:59 | |
Hey, you fucks! Where's your scarves, you gang of homos? | 0:21:17 | 0:21:20 | |
# Time flies | 0:21:24 | 0:21:26 | |
# Time crawls | 0:21:28 | 0:21:31 | |
(ALL SHOUT) # Like an insect | 0:21:31 | 0:21:33 | |
# Up and down the walls | 0:21:35 | 0:21:37 | |
# The light pours out of me | 0:21:38 | 0:21:42 | |
# The light pours out of me... | 0:21:45 | 0:21:49 | |
Fucking go through these queers easy, boys, yeah? | 0:22:01 | 0:22:04 | |
I love it when they say that. | 0:22:06 | 0:22:08 | |
(ALL SHOUT) | 0:22:11 | 0:22:14 | |
Go through these queers easy, boys, yeah? | 0:22:14 | 0:22:16 | |
# Of silence | 0:22:16 | 0:22:18 | |
# Ought to revolutionise | 0:22:19 | 0:22:23 | |
# My thought... # | 0:22:23 | 0:22:25 | |
Go through these queers, easy! | 0:22:27 | 0:22:30 | |
(ALL SHOUT) | 0:22:33 | 0:22:35 | |
(ALL SHOUT) | 0:22:39 | 0:22:41 | |
Fucking stand. Stand, you wankers! (PUNCHING) | 0:22:47 | 0:22:50 | |
You're fucking nothing, dickhead! Get through him! (GRUNTING) | 0:22:50 | 0:22:55 | |
(ALL SHOUT) | 0:22:57 | 0:23:00 | |
Yes! | 0:23:15 | 0:23:17 | |
(SHOUTS ECHOING) | 0:23:17 | 0:23:19 | |
(GRUNTING) | 0:23:22 | 0:23:24 | |
Fucking baldy prick! | 0:23:24 | 0:23:27 | |
Come on! | 0:23:27 | 0:23:30 | |
(SHOUTS ECHOING) | 0:23:30 | 0:23:32 | |
-(SIREN BLARING) -(MAN) You fucking bastards! | 0:23:47 | 0:23:52 | |
(FOOTSTEPS) | 0:24:13 | 0:24:15 | |
Well? | 0:24:24 | 0:24:26 | |
-Oh, yeah. Shit. Sorry, Moll. -Forget it. | 0:24:26 | 0:24:29 | |
(SOBS) Look, just stop and think, will you? | 0:24:29 | 0:24:33 | |
Look, Molly, I... I completely forgot. | 0:24:33 | 0:24:36 | |
Try and think what all this is like for me. | 0:24:36 | 0:24:39 | |
(SIGHS HEAVILY) | 0:24:51 | 0:24:53 | |
(SEAGULLS CRYING) | 0:24:53 | 0:24:55 | |
-Look, I'm sorry about last night. -It should be me apologising. | 0:24:56 | 0:24:59 | |
-It's just been tough all round, eh? -It has. | 0:25:02 | 0:25:05 | |
And I've been bloody useless, but I'm gonna make it up to you. | 0:25:05 | 0:25:08 | |
Oh, yeah? | 0:25:08 | 0:25:10 | |
-How? -If I was to say it was payday on Friday, I'd be saying too much. | 0:25:11 | 0:25:16 | |
Oh, really? Honestly, Pug, you gonna take me shopping? | 0:25:16 | 0:25:19 | |
-Where? Where? -I don't know. Where do you want to go? -Chester. | 0:25:19 | 0:25:23 | |
I want to go shopping in Chester. How much have I got? | 0:25:23 | 0:25:27 | |
Just have to wait and see how generous I'm feeling. | 0:25:27 | 0:25:29 | |
-(MAN) Thursday, it's... -(PHONE RINGING) | 0:25:31 | 0:25:33 | |
Yeah, I know that, but it's Tuesday now, you know? All right, then. | 0:25:33 | 0:25:37 | |
Well, do your best, yeah? Okey-dokey. | 0:25:37 | 0:25:41 | |
(CHUCKLES) I will. All right, ta-ra now. | 0:25:41 | 0:25:44 | |
-Ta-ra. -(HANGS UP PHONE) | 0:25:44 | 0:25:46 | |
Oh, shit! | 0:25:48 | 0:25:50 | |
-(CHATTER) (MUSIC PLAYING) -Make it a round flim, Bob? | 0:25:54 | 0:25:57 | |
I don't know if it's me getting old, but the bourgeoisie is expanding. | 0:25:57 | 0:26:02 | |
-Don't know what you mean. -You should do. You're one of them. | 0:26:02 | 0:26:05 | |
-Classic fucking petite bourgeoisie, you are, kid. -Me? | 0:26:05 | 0:26:09 | |
Like I say, kid, you're my sister's son. | 0:26:09 | 0:26:12 | |
Oh, aye? How come, like? | 0:26:12 | 0:26:14 | |
In life, lad, we fall into only two groups. | 0:26:14 | 0:26:18 | |
Those who determine their own futures... | 0:26:18 | 0:26:21 | |
-(LIGHT TINGS) -Ooh, round one. | 0:26:22 | 0:26:24 | |
..and those who sit around waiting for it to happen to them. | 0:26:24 | 0:26:28 | |
Right, here we go. | 0:26:28 | 0:26:30 | |
-(BALLS CLINKING) -(Oh, shit.) | 0:26:31 | 0:26:34 | |
You should be punching your fucking weight, the start you've had. | 0:26:35 | 0:26:38 | |
You sound like fucking Elvis. Is existential bullshit | 0:26:38 | 0:26:41 | |
-on the syllabus at Woody Comp? -You got a talent, kid. | 0:26:41 | 0:26:44 | |
Use it. Don't end up like me. That's all I'm saying to you. | 0:26:44 | 0:26:48 | |
Don't end up like your Uncle fucking Bob filling forms all your life. | 0:26:48 | 0:26:53 | |
(SIGHS) Look at the state of 'em, eh? | 0:26:53 | 0:26:56 | |
Poor so-and-sos can hardly fucking wait. | 0:26:56 | 0:26:59 | |
Barely into December and they're already wishing Christmas on us. | 0:26:59 | 0:27:03 | |
Summer holiday and the Christmas piss-up. That's all they've got. | 0:27:04 | 0:27:08 | |
Huh! And they spend all year planning it as well. | 0:27:08 | 0:27:11 | |
Huh! | 0:27:11 | 0:27:14 | |
Oh, no. No, you don't. Not this time you don't, lad. | 0:27:18 | 0:27:21 | |
-Just letting fate take its course. -I'm telling you, kid, no. No way! | 0:27:23 | 0:27:27 | |
You've had more time off work than you've been in work. | 0:27:27 | 0:27:31 | |
Yeah, well, welcome to the petite bourgeoisie. | 0:27:31 | 0:27:34 | |
All right. | 0:27:41 | 0:27:44 | |
No. What are you doing? | 0:28:04 | 0:28:06 | |
No, no, please. | 0:28:08 | 0:28:11 | |
Do you think you can just walk in here and fuck me? | 0:28:15 | 0:28:19 | |
I'll call the police. | 0:28:22 | 0:28:24 | |
No, no, you bastard! | 0:28:29 | 0:28:31 | |
-So how's my little wage slave? -Don't knock it, la. | 0:28:39 | 0:28:44 | |
-The ladies love a man in a suit. -I'm sure they do. | 0:28:44 | 0:28:47 | |
-The one I just porked did. -"Porked?" | 0:28:47 | 0:28:49 | |
-Where are you from again? -I've had some mad ones in my time | 0:28:49 | 0:28:53 | |
but this one was past kinky. Fucking telling you, | 0:28:53 | 0:28:55 | |
it was sick what she wanted me to do to her. | 0:28:55 | 0:28:58 | |
Berlin. Serious about going, then, kidda? | 0:29:00 | 0:29:03 | |
-Sit down. Just finish this. -Ten bobs? | 0:29:04 | 0:29:08 | |
-Do they work? -"Do they work?" | 0:29:10 | 0:29:13 | |
(CHUCKLES) State of you, Carty la! You don't know nothing, do you? | 0:29:13 | 0:29:17 | |
-All right, El, I was only asking. -D'you know what I mean? | 0:29:17 | 0:29:20 | |
Think before you start making such a cunt of yourself. D'you know? | 0:29:20 | 0:29:25 | |
Just learn, will you? Know when to speak, | 0:29:25 | 0:29:30 | |
-and when to shut the fuck up. -Fuck off. -What? | 0:29:30 | 0:29:33 | |
-Get off my fucking back. -All right. Fucking hell. (CHUCKLES) | 0:29:33 | 0:29:37 | |
-I'm just saying - -Well, don't. | 0:29:37 | 0:29:39 | |
I get your drift, so just leave it, yeah? | 0:29:39 | 0:29:42 | |
Peace...la. | 0:29:42 | 0:29:44 | |
Like, you can do what you want when you're with me. | 0:29:51 | 0:29:56 | |
You get me? But when you're with them, | 0:29:56 | 0:29:58 | |
if you want that crew to take you seriously, | 0:29:58 | 0:30:01 | |
you can't keep on making such a twat of yourself, eh, d'you know? | 0:30:01 | 0:30:05 | |
-"Do they work?" -I said leave it. | 0:30:08 | 0:30:12 | |
(DOOR OPENING/CLOSING) | 0:30:12 | 0:30:14 | |
(COIN CLINKING) | 0:30:16 | 0:30:18 | |
(DOOR OPENING) | 0:30:23 | 0:30:26 | |
When we going Chester? | 0:30:42 | 0:30:44 | |
I told you a hundred times, sweetheart, payday. | 0:30:44 | 0:30:48 | |
-Friday. -Are you gonna meet me from school? | 0:30:48 | 0:30:51 | |
Better not tell Emily Bell. She badly wants to go out with you. | 0:30:52 | 0:30:56 | |
-Get some kip, snotface. I'll see you in the morning. -Mm-hm. | 0:30:58 | 0:31:02 | |
Christmas spends. | 0:31:20 | 0:31:22 | |
-There you go. -What you got planned, lad? | 0:31:25 | 0:31:27 | |
-Taking our Molly out shopping. Birthday treat. -Good lad. | 0:31:27 | 0:31:30 | |
About fucking time. Cracking girl, that sister of yours. | 0:31:30 | 0:31:33 | |
For once, Uncle Robert, I can't disagree with you. | 0:31:33 | 0:31:36 | |
See you Monday morning. Remember, we all have inner potential. | 0:31:36 | 0:31:40 | |
Live each moment like it's a precious gift. | 0:31:41 | 0:31:45 | |
Come on, lad. | 0:31:50 | 0:31:52 | |
(SIGHS) | 0:31:55 | 0:31:57 | |
-Thought I'd finished with you? -No. | 0:32:17 | 0:32:20 | |
Want to see the face on you, lad. Priceless. Fucking hell. | 0:32:20 | 0:32:23 | |
No, mate, it's nothing like that. I'm made up to see you. | 0:32:23 | 0:32:26 | |
Good. Very pleased I am to hear it, too. | 0:32:26 | 0:32:29 | |
-Come. -No, mate, I can't. Not today. | 0:32:29 | 0:32:33 | |
What d'you mean, you can't? Of course you can. | 0:32:33 | 0:32:36 | |
You can do whatever you want, I've told you. | 0:32:36 | 0:32:38 | |
No, mate. It's my sister's birthday and I'm taking her out. | 0:32:38 | 0:32:42 | |
So? We won't be gone long. | 0:32:42 | 0:32:45 | |
Mate! Where you going? | 0:32:47 | 0:32:50 | |
(CHATTER / LAUGHTER) | 0:32:55 | 0:32:57 | |
-(SIGHS) That's boss, that, eh? -What? -Being a sailor, like. | 0:33:18 | 0:33:23 | |
Just getting off whenever you feel like it. | 0:33:23 | 0:33:26 | |
Be a bit fucking boring, like, just seeing the ships and the sea | 0:33:26 | 0:33:29 | |
-day after day. -That's you all over, that. -What is? | 0:33:29 | 0:33:32 | |
I don't know. There's no romance in you. | 0:33:32 | 0:33:35 | |
D'you know, when we get off, when we go to Berlin... | 0:33:38 | 0:33:43 | |
-Eh? -You didn't mean it. | 0:33:43 | 0:33:47 | |
-El - -You said it, though. | 0:33:48 | 0:33:50 | |
-Why say it, if you never meant it? -Elvis, I just didn't mean now. | 0:33:50 | 0:33:54 | |
(SOFT CLASSICAL MUSIC) | 0:34:22 | 0:34:24 | |
That's fucking criminal, that, la. | 0:34:27 | 0:34:29 | |
A Father Christmas? Necking? | 0:34:29 | 0:34:33 | |
-That's just wrong. -Mate, I'm gonna do one. | 0:34:33 | 0:34:38 | |
Have a drink. | 0:34:38 | 0:34:40 | |
One bev, then you can go. | 0:34:41 | 0:34:43 | |
(BOTH GIGGLE) | 0:34:46 | 0:34:48 | |
-Say something? -Come, come. Be not of meagre cheer. | 0:34:58 | 0:35:02 | |
'Tis the season to be jolly. Ho-ho-ho. | 0:35:02 | 0:35:06 | |
-Is it? -Yeah. -(GRUNTS) | 0:35:06 | 0:35:08 | |
-(GIRLS YELPING) -You better jolly well ask your mates | 0:35:08 | 0:35:12 | |
-for two front teeth, then. -(THUMP) -Come on, Elvis! | 0:35:12 | 0:35:15 | |
Leave it, fucking hell! Fuck! | 0:35:15 | 0:35:17 | |
You mad-crazed sex-pest bastard! Santa Claus, my arse! | 0:35:17 | 0:35:22 | |
See what you've done? You... | 0:35:23 | 0:35:25 | |
-Here, let's have a look. -Mate, I've really got to go. | 0:35:28 | 0:35:31 | |
-I'll make you a cuppa. -Mate... | 0:35:31 | 0:35:33 | |
I said, let me make you a cuppa. | 0:35:35 | 0:35:38 | |
-(GASPS) -Your sister'll forgive you, Carty. | 0:35:42 | 0:35:47 | |
Family always do. | 0:35:49 | 0:35:51 | |
(DISHES CLATTERING) | 0:35:54 | 0:35:56 | |
Blood brothers, Carty. | 0:36:00 | 0:36:02 | |
You and me. | 0:36:02 | 0:36:04 | |
-Please. -What? -Hold my hand. | 0:36:06 | 0:36:11 | |
-Mate... -It's OK. I knew you wouldn't. | 0:36:11 | 0:36:15 | |
-Elvis, I just - -"I just!" "It's just!" Don't "just"! | 0:36:22 | 0:36:25 | |
Don't "just", Carty! | 0:36:25 | 0:36:27 | |
-Don't. D'you get me? -(GRUNTS) | 0:36:29 | 0:36:33 | |
Yeah, that's right! Just fuck off out of my flat! | 0:36:33 | 0:36:35 | |
-I'm better off without you! -Me, too. | 0:36:35 | 0:36:39 | |
# "Dislocation" - Ultravox | 0:36:40 | 0:36:43 | |
Fuck! Fuck! | 0:36:44 | 0:36:46 | |
Shit. Shit. | 0:36:49 | 0:36:52 | |
# Running down an empty street | 0:36:54 | 0:36:56 | |
# Perhaps it was a railway station | 0:36:57 | 0:37:00 | |
# Smell of warm cologne | 0:37:00 | 0:37:03 | |
# The sound of a celebration | 0:37:03 | 0:37:06 | |
# Oh, oh, oh | 0:37:07 | 0:37:09 | |
# Dislocation | 0:37:09 | 0:37:11 | |
# Oh, oh, oh | 0:37:13 | 0:37:16 | |
# Dislocation | 0:37:16 | 0:37:18 | |
# Oh, oh, oh | 0:37:20 | 0:37:22 | |
# Dislocation | 0:37:22 | 0:37:24 | |
# Oh, oh, oh | 0:37:26 | 0:37:29 | |
# Dislocation | 0:37:29 | 0:37:31 | |
# Oh, oh, oh | 0:37:33 | 0:37:35 | |
# Dislocation | 0:37:35 | 0:37:37 | |
(MUSIC FADES) # Just a swimmer growing dimmer | 0:37:39 | 0:37:42 | |
# In the glimmer of the summer... # | 0:37:42 | 0:37:46 | |
Here you are, grab that. (RUSTLING) | 0:37:49 | 0:37:52 | |
Fix your laces. Come on. | 0:37:54 | 0:37:57 | |
(CHUCKLES) | 0:37:58 | 0:38:00 | |
-Hi, Carty lad. -John. | 0:38:01 | 0:38:03 | |
-Where have you been? -Elvis's. | 0:38:03 | 0:38:06 | |
-You two weirdos ready for tomorrow? -Yeah, it's gonna be mad, eh? | 0:38:07 | 0:38:12 | |
Fucking right, lad. Gonna be a big one. | 0:38:12 | 0:38:15 | |
We'll need all the boys for this one. | 0:38:15 | 0:38:17 | |
Got to get all the lads together, huh? | 0:38:17 | 0:38:19 | |
This fucking firm, they're no dickheads. They don't fuck about. | 0:38:19 | 0:38:23 | |
-Can you handle that? -Me? | 0:38:23 | 0:38:26 | |
Relying on you, Carty son. | 0:38:26 | 0:38:29 | |
Need someone I can trust. No runaways, eh? | 0:38:29 | 0:38:32 | |
-Yeah. Yeah, right, John. Yeah. -Yeah? -Yeah. | 0:38:32 | 0:38:36 | |
-Up for it? -Yeah. -Deffo? -Yeah, deffo. | 0:38:36 | 0:38:38 | |
Let me see a smile, then. It's nearly Christmas. | 0:38:38 | 0:38:41 | |
-All right, lad. Here tomorrow, ten bells. -Yeah, great. -Yeah. | 0:38:42 | 0:38:46 | |
Come on, boys. | 0:38:46 | 0:38:49 | |
-See you later, lad. -See you later. | 0:38:49 | 0:38:51 | |
(DOOR OPENING) | 0:38:56 | 0:38:58 | |
-Morning. -You enjoy yourself last night? | 0:39:01 | 0:39:03 | |
-Look, I got caught up at work. -Save your excuses. | 0:39:03 | 0:39:06 | |
I'm not interested. | 0:39:06 | 0:39:09 | |
-Here you go, Dad. -You going the match today? | 0:39:10 | 0:39:14 | |
Or are you gonna take me shopping like you said? | 0:39:16 | 0:39:18 | |
Look, Moll, I promise you, straight after school on Monday, me and you. | 0:39:20 | 0:39:24 | |
-We'll go shopping, I promise. -Forget it. It's too late. | 0:39:24 | 0:39:28 | |
Police are expecting trouble. | 0:39:28 | 0:39:30 | |
-Really? -Says here. | 0:39:30 | 0:39:33 | |
You wanna watch yourself with that lot, son. | 0:39:33 | 0:39:36 | |
Starting to get a very nasty reputation. | 0:39:36 | 0:39:38 | |
I know. | 0:39:40 | 0:39:42 | |
# "Slow Motion" - Ultravox | 0:39:43 | 0:39:46 | |
# No reply | 0:40:08 | 0:40:09 | |
# I'm trying hard To somehow frame a reply | 0:40:10 | 0:40:13 | |
# Looking out at the white world And the moon | 0:40:15 | 0:40:18 | |
# I feel a soft exchange taking place | 0:40:18 | 0:40:22 | |
# Merging with the people on the page | 0:40:23 | 0:40:26 | |
# Blurring my face and conversation | 0:40:26 | 0:40:30 | |
# Slow motion | 0:40:33 | 0:40:38 | |
# Slow motion | 0:40:41 | 0:40:46 | |
-Didn't think you'd be coming. -Well, I'm here, aren't I? | 0:40:55 | 0:40:59 | |
# Slow motion | 0:41:04 | 0:41:09 | |
# Slow motion... # (CHATTER / LAUGHTER) | 0:41:12 | 0:41:16 | |
Fucking hell, eh, Cart? What a gang of fucking beauts! | 0:41:28 | 0:41:32 | |
-Fuck knows why we bother, eh? -Good lads, these, El. | 0:41:32 | 0:41:35 | |
Oh, and you'd know, wouldn't you? | 0:41:35 | 0:41:38 | |
You can't resist, can you? Can't stop yourself. | 0:41:38 | 0:41:41 | |
-What? Stop what? -Reminding me I'm a dickhead, that's what. | 0:41:41 | 0:41:44 | |
Well, maybe I'm not as big a divvy as you think I am. | 0:41:44 | 0:41:47 | |
(JOHN) Aye, aye, lads! Fucking hell. | 0:41:49 | 0:41:52 | |
Sorry about that, love. How much do I owe you? How much for that lot? | 0:41:57 | 0:42:00 | |
(ALL) We are evil! | 0:42:00 | 0:42:03 | |
We are evil! | 0:42:03 | 0:42:05 | |
-We are evil! -What are you? -We are evil! | 0:42:05 | 0:42:10 | |
We are evil! | 0:42:10 | 0:42:12 | |
-We are evil! -Twat some Woollybacks! -We are evil! | 0:42:12 | 0:42:17 | |
-What? -We are evil! -No fucking runners here! -We are evil! | 0:42:17 | 0:42:22 | |
We are evil! We are evil! | 0:42:22 | 0:42:27 | |
We are evil! | 0:42:27 | 0:42:29 | |
We are evil! We are evil! | 0:42:29 | 0:42:34 | |
-We are evil! -(ALL CHANT) | 0:42:34 | 0:42:38 | |
(GLASS SMASHING) | 0:42:38 | 0:42:40 | |
(ALL SHOUT) | 0:42:44 | 0:42:46 | |
Fucking come 'ead! Come on, you fucking knobs! | 0:42:53 | 0:42:58 | |
Come on! Fucking come on! Fucking come on! Come on! | 0:43:15 | 0:43:19 | |
Come on! Come on, then! Fucking come 'ead! | 0:43:19 | 0:43:22 | |
(GRUNTS) Come on, then! | 0:43:26 | 0:43:29 | |
Come 'ead! Come on! Come on! Fuck off! | 0:43:30 | 0:43:34 | |
Fuckin' love ya, ya cunt! (ALL SHOUT) | 0:43:35 | 0:43:37 | |
(ALL) We are evil! | 0:43:55 | 0:43:58 | |
-(CHEERING) -Come on! | 0:43:58 | 0:44:02 | |
(EXCITED CHATTER) | 0:44:02 | 0:44:04 | |
Go on, Looney Tunes, get that down you, lad. Go 'ead. | 0:44:04 | 0:44:07 | |
(CHEERING) | 0:44:07 | 0:44:10 | |
(CHATTER/LAUGHTER) | 0:44:10 | 0:44:13 | |
(ALL) We are evil! | 0:44:18 | 0:44:21 | |
We are evil! | 0:44:21 | 0:44:24 | |
We are evil! | 0:44:24 | 0:44:26 | |
We are evil! (FEET STOMPING) | 0:44:26 | 0:44:29 | |
We are evil! We are evil! | 0:44:29 | 0:44:34 | |
We are evil! We are evil! | 0:44:34 | 0:44:36 | |
Robbie! Come here, lad. Let's go and have a well-earned pint. | 0:44:47 | 0:44:52 | |
(JOHN) Down the Pelican, then, eh, boys? Victory celebration and that. | 0:44:56 | 0:45:00 | |
-Nice one, John. Deffo. -There you are, Superman. (CHUCKLES) | 0:45:00 | 0:45:04 | |
-"Nice one, John." -What? -Fuck off. | 0:45:04 | 0:45:07 | |
-What? -I thought we was going to see Dalek tonight. You and me. -All right. | 0:45:07 | 0:45:11 | |
-Be a laugh down the Pelican. -Fuck off, will ya? | 0:45:11 | 0:45:14 | |
-You been the Pelican? -But it'll be a grin. | 0:45:14 | 0:45:16 | |
-All the lads and that. -Oh, for... | 0:45:16 | 0:45:19 | |
All the lads! Fucking state of you, Carty. | 0:45:19 | 0:45:23 | |
(JOHN) Come 'ead, youse two! Pair of weirdos. | 0:45:23 | 0:45:26 | |
Come 'ead! | 0:45:26 | 0:45:29 | |
-Make-your-mind-up time, Carty. -(TAPS CARTY'S ARM) | 0:45:29 | 0:45:32 | |
(OTHERS SHOUT) Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go! | 0:45:36 | 0:45:39 | |
-(CHEERING) -(LAUGHS) -(JOHN) Good boy! | 0:45:39 | 0:45:43 | |
Still undefeated! Get up to the fucking bar, go on. | 0:45:43 | 0:45:47 | |
(CHATTER / LAUGHTER) | 0:45:47 | 0:45:49 | |
Three more pints, please. | 0:45:51 | 0:45:53 | |
-Hello, handsome. -Heh. You all right? | 0:45:53 | 0:45:57 | |
Hm. Now, then, you don't keep ferrets down there, do you, lad? | 0:45:57 | 0:46:02 | |
-Dream on, you mong. As if! -(SKA MUSIC PLAYING) | 0:46:05 | 0:46:09 | |
-Want a rematch? Want a rematch? -There you go again. | 0:46:24 | 0:46:28 | |
-Yeah, I want a rematch! -Wait, on three! On three! One, two... | 0:46:28 | 0:46:33 | |
(SIGHING) | 0:46:43 | 0:46:45 | |
(CLICKING) | 0:46:56 | 0:46:58 | |
# "Saturday Night" - The Cure | 0:47:04 | 0:47:07 | |
-(SIGHS) -Do I look like a fucking smackhead to you? | 0:47:15 | 0:47:19 | |
You know what I mean, you little fucking prick. No smackheads. | 0:47:19 | 0:47:23 | |
Do you understand me? You're worse. You're fucking selling them the shit. | 0:47:23 | 0:47:28 | |
-No smack. -But it's all right for Elvis, though. | 0:47:28 | 0:47:31 | |
What's he on about? | 0:47:34 | 0:47:36 | |
-You all right, love? -Had you. Fuck off. | 0:47:36 | 0:47:39 | |
It's not for me. There's a new lad. | 0:47:39 | 0:47:42 | |
# On a Saturday night | 0:47:49 | 0:47:51 | |
# And the tap drips | 0:47:54 | 0:47:55 | |
# Underneath the strip light | 0:47:57 | 0:48:00 | |
# And I'm sitting | 0:48:02 | 0:48:04 | |
# In the kitchen sink | 0:48:05 | 0:48:07 | |
# And the tap drips... # | 0:48:10 | 0:48:12 | |
(SIGHS) Where will it end? | 0:48:18 | 0:48:21 | |
Where will it end? | 0:48:26 | 0:48:29 | |
Do you wanna go for a little walk? | 0:48:30 | 0:48:33 | |
(SNIGGERING) | 0:48:34 | 0:48:36 | |
-Yeah, OK. -(LAUGHS) (ALL CHEER) | 0:48:37 | 0:48:40 | |
-Go 'ead, lad! Fill your boots! -Get back to your kids, eh, Godden? | 0:48:41 | 0:48:45 | |
-Before I tell them all how little your dick is. -(LAUGHTER) | 0:48:45 | 0:48:48 | |
What are you fucking laughing at? | 0:48:48 | 0:48:51 | |
You little floppy-inched fuck. (LAUGHTER) Think that's funny? | 0:48:51 | 0:48:54 | |
# And I'm waiting | 0:48:57 | 0:48:59 | |
# For the telephone to ring | 0:49:00 | 0:49:03 | |
# And I'm wondering where she's been | 0:49:05 | 0:49:08 | |
# And I'm crying | 0:49:13 | 0:49:14 | |
# For yesterday | 0:49:16 | 0:49:18 | |
# And the tap drips... # | 0:49:20 | 0:49:23 | |
Come 'ead, then. You should be well hard by now. | 0:49:32 | 0:49:35 | |
My fella's back 11:00 on the dot. | 0:49:37 | 0:49:39 | |
Nice cock, lad. | 0:49:40 | 0:49:42 | |
-(PANTS / GRUNTS) -Oh! | 0:49:42 | 0:49:45 | |
You dirty git! Spunk all over me black kecks! | 0:49:45 | 0:49:49 | |
What am I gonna tell him? Didn't even get it in! | 0:49:49 | 0:49:52 | |
(RAUCOUS LAUGHTER) | 0:49:52 | 0:49:54 | |
Look at that, eh? Spunked all over her fucking kecks! | 0:49:58 | 0:50:02 | |
He didn't even get a gobble! (ALL LAUGH) | 0:50:02 | 0:50:05 | |
(BLOWS RASPBERRY) Give me a hand! Whoa! | 0:50:07 | 0:50:10 | |
You dirty bastard! | 0:50:10 | 0:50:13 | |
Big sky. | 0:50:23 | 0:50:25 | |
Ah, that's brilliant, that is, lad. She'll be made up. | 0:50:45 | 0:50:48 | |
Hope so, mate. I've got some making up to do. | 0:50:48 | 0:50:51 | |
Ah, well, at least you realise that now, eh? It's a start. | 0:50:51 | 0:50:55 | |
-Could you not go back to it? -I don't know. | 0:50:55 | 0:50:58 | |
You've got a real gift there, kid. | 0:50:58 | 0:51:00 | |
Your ma'd be proud of you. | 0:51:00 | 0:51:02 | |
Oh, aye, yeah. Aren't I everything she wanted me to be, eh? | 0:51:02 | 0:51:06 | |
Don't make the same mistakes I did. | 0:51:06 | 0:51:08 | |
I was only here for six months to get some bread together. | 0:51:08 | 0:51:11 | |
That was 27 fucking years ago. | 0:51:11 | 0:51:13 | |
Hey, just, you know, | 0:51:14 | 0:51:17 | |
work out what's important in life. And who. | 0:51:17 | 0:51:20 | |
I will, Bob. I will. | 0:51:20 | 0:51:22 | |
Elvis! | 0:52:18 | 0:52:20 | |
Fuck me sideways with a tickling stick! | 0:52:23 | 0:52:27 | |
Lord Cartykins, as I live and breathe! | 0:52:27 | 0:52:30 | |
-To what do we owe the pleasure? -Got a little surprise for you. | 0:52:30 | 0:52:34 | |
-You're not having me on? -Nope. | 0:52:38 | 0:52:40 | |
-We're on the gezzy, you and me? -That we are, my friend. | 0:52:40 | 0:52:44 | |
Is right! | 0:52:44 | 0:52:46 | |
This more of your bohemian crew, is it? The ones I never meet? | 0:52:46 | 0:52:50 | |
Now, now, Mr Elways. It's nice to be nice. | 0:52:50 | 0:52:53 | |
# "Insight" - Joy Division | 0:52:55 | 0:52:57 | |
Fucking sound! | 0:52:57 | 0:53:00 | |
This is fucking better, this, Carty. | 0:53:00 | 0:53:03 | |
-What you having? -You know the score, kid. | 0:53:03 | 0:53:06 | |
Rum and black, times two. | 0:53:06 | 0:53:08 | |
# I guess your dreams always end | 0:53:09 | 0:53:12 | |
# They don't rise up, just descend | 0:53:13 | 0:53:16 | |
# But I don't care any more | 0:53:17 | 0:53:20 | |
# I've lost the will to want more | 0:53:20 | 0:53:23 | |
# I'm not afraid, not at all | 0:53:24 | 0:53:27 | |
# I watch them all as they fall | 0:53:28 | 0:53:30 | |
# But I remember | 0:53:30 | 0:53:33 | |
# When we were young | 0:53:33 | 0:53:36 | |
# Those with habits of waste | 0:53:39 | 0:53:42 | |
# Their sense of style and good taste | 0:53:42 | 0:53:46 | |
# Of making sure you were right | 0:53:46 | 0:53:49 | |
# Hey, don't you know you were right? | 0:53:50 | 0:53:52 | |
# I'm not afraid any more | 0:53:53 | 0:53:56 | |
# I keep my eyes on the door | 0:53:57 | 0:54:00 | |
# But I remember... | 0:54:00 | 0:54:05 | |
-All right, Tash. Never knew you come here. -Never knew you did. | 0:54:20 | 0:54:25 | |
Oh, aye. We're on the gezzy, like. | 0:54:25 | 0:54:27 | |
-Who's she? -Just some rip from by ours, mate. | 0:54:41 | 0:54:44 | |
-She's fucking amazing. -You wouldn't think that if you knew her. | 0:54:44 | 0:54:48 | |
-Come 'ead. -# Reflects a moment in time | 0:54:48 | 0:54:51 | |
# A special moment in time | 0:54:52 | 0:54:55 | |
# Yeah, we wasted our time... # | 0:54:56 | 0:54:59 | |
Jesus Christ, Carty! Get on fucking Cruella. | 0:55:04 | 0:55:07 | |
Fucking hell. She's magnificent. | 0:55:07 | 0:55:09 | |
You, Mr Carty, are one bad head-the-ball, lad. | 0:55:09 | 0:55:13 | |
Never had one of them Probie types before. Have you? | 0:55:13 | 0:55:16 | |
You're joking, aren't you? She looks like a manic panda. Urgh. | 0:55:16 | 0:55:20 | |
See them two? They're talking about us. | 0:55:20 | 0:55:24 | |
-Really? -They can't make it any more obvious. | 0:55:24 | 0:55:27 | |
-Look like a pair of quegs. -Oh, behave! | 0:55:27 | 0:55:30 | |
Telling you, girl. Pound to a penny, them two are chutney ferrets. | 0:55:30 | 0:55:34 | |
-You all right? -Cool as the Fonz. | 0:55:36 | 0:55:39 | |
-I'm Carty. -Elvis. Nice to meet you. | 0:55:39 | 0:55:41 | |
Oh. Just had a piss. Mwah! | 0:55:41 | 0:55:44 | |
-Give us one of them lighters. -Please. | 0:55:44 | 0:55:46 | |
-Please. -Sonya? | 0:55:46 | 0:55:48 | |
-Hiya. -Carty. Pleased to meet you. | 0:55:48 | 0:55:52 | |
Ta. | 0:55:52 | 0:55:54 | |
-Oh, you mean the lighter? -I want the lighter! | 0:55:54 | 0:55:56 | |
Enchante. | 0:55:56 | 0:55:58 | |
Fancy coming to a bat cave? | 0:55:58 | 0:56:01 | |
-All right. Do you want one? -I was waiting for you to ask. | 0:56:01 | 0:56:04 | |
-Sorry! -Light it for me, please. | 0:56:04 | 0:56:07 | |
Come here. | 0:56:11 | 0:56:13 | |
And we have light! | 0:56:16 | 0:56:19 | |
Hey, is this your bat cave? | 0:56:23 | 0:56:27 | |
Build up, Carty. | 0:56:33 | 0:56:35 | |
Bit out of it, la. | 0:56:35 | 0:56:38 | |
Listen, sexy. Hoping to lose money on you tonight. | 0:56:40 | 0:56:45 | |
(SIGHS) | 0:56:45 | 0:56:47 | |
Ever seen this done before? | 0:57:07 | 0:57:09 | |
-Carty? -No, not right now, mate. | 0:57:47 | 0:57:49 | |
-Not right now? -I will. -I weren't asking you. | 0:57:49 | 0:57:53 | |
Come 'ead, Carty. Come with us, man. Come see the stars. | 0:57:53 | 0:57:57 | |
You'll fucking love it. | 0:57:59 | 0:58:02 | |
You will fucking love this gear. | 0:58:02 | 0:58:05 | |
Nah. | 0:58:06 | 0:58:07 | |
Why? | 0:58:07 | 0:58:09 | |
-Not for me, man. -What you on about? It's gorgeous! | 0:58:10 | 0:58:15 | |
It's fucking heaven. Come with us. | 0:58:15 | 0:58:19 | |
Not into it, mate. | 0:58:19 | 0:58:20 | |
I'm not fucking into it, you quilt! | 0:58:20 | 0:58:24 | |
I'm not on it, but I've got some and it's good. | 0:58:24 | 0:58:29 | |
You won't, will ya? | 0:58:35 | 0:58:37 | |
Choices. | 0:59:02 | 0:59:04 | |
We all have choices. | 0:59:07 | 0:59:09 | |
What? | 0:59:09 | 0:59:11 | |
It's not just the likes of him, you know? | 0:59:12 | 0:59:15 | |
I don't know what you're on about, lad. | 0:59:16 | 0:59:18 | |
Don't sweat on it, babe. Just know it. Yeah? | 0:59:18 | 0:59:22 | |
There's a way. | 0:59:23 | 0:59:25 | |
-For all of us. -I know, yeah. | 0:59:25 | 0:59:29 | |
I'm doing it. | 0:59:29 | 0:59:30 | |
-Yeah? -Yeah. | 0:59:32 | 0:59:36 | |
I'm gonna do it. | 0:59:36 | 0:59:38 | |
I'm deffo gonna do it. | 0:59:40 | 0:59:42 | |
Couldn't be more pleased for you, kid. | 0:59:42 | 0:59:45 | |
Now, are you gonna bang me, or what? | 0:59:45 | 0:59:50 | |
He won't. | 0:59:53 | 0:59:55 | |
(STRUMS GUITAR DISCORDANTLY) | 1:00:02 | 1:00:05 | |
Can't you sleep neither? | 1:01:10 | 1:01:12 | |
(FLUSHES TOILET) | 1:01:14 | 1:01:16 | |
Looks like neither of us got what we wanted, eh? | 1:01:24 | 1:01:27 | |
(PSYCHEDELIC MUSIC) | 1:02:19 | 1:02:21 | |
(BOYS LAUGH) Dirty cunts! | 1:02:51 | 1:02:54 | |
Your tickets! | 1:02:54 | 1:02:58 | |
Billy. Here he is! | 1:02:58 | 1:02:59 | |
(CHEERING) | 1:02:59 | 1:03:02 | |
-Didn't think you'd come, Carty. -You brought plenty of tissues, mate? | 1:03:02 | 1:03:06 | |
Here you are, get a ticket. | 1:03:06 | 1:03:08 | |
Tell you what, Carty, la, you wanna get yourself checked out. | 1:03:22 | 1:03:25 | |
That fucking Janie gives out more doses | 1:03:25 | 1:03:28 | |
than a traffic warden gives out tickets! | 1:03:28 | 1:03:30 | |
Oh, aye, John? Done your fair share of time in the Q clinic, have you? | 1:03:30 | 1:03:34 | |
Once or twice, lad. Once or twice. | 1:03:35 | 1:03:38 | |
What do you want, you fucking little drug-dealing gobshite? | 1:03:39 | 1:03:43 | |
-It ain't personal, it's business! -It fucking is personal. | 1:03:43 | 1:03:45 | |
I don't want you fucking selling drugs round here. | 1:03:45 | 1:03:49 | |
So let me tell you now. No fucking smack. D'you get me? | 1:03:49 | 1:03:54 | |
(MAFIA-STYLE ACCENT) He dishonours me in front of my family! | 1:03:54 | 1:03:57 | |
And for that, no way back. | 1:03:57 | 1:04:00 | |
So go 'ead, you never even got it in, no? | 1:04:03 | 1:04:06 | |
Not her, John, | 1:04:06 | 1:04:08 | |
but I had no problem breaking-and- entering last night. Eh, Elvis?! | 1:04:08 | 1:04:12 | |
Not for some of us at least. | 1:04:12 | 1:04:14 | |
What's all this, then, Elways, eh? | 1:04:14 | 1:04:16 | |
Not sure Elvis has got that much to tell you there, boys. | 1:04:16 | 1:04:19 | |
Get my drift? Not unless you're into short stories. | 1:04:19 | 1:04:22 | |
What posh arse is trying to tell youse | 1:04:22 | 1:04:25 | |
-is he goosed a pair of skates last night. -(CHUCKLES) | 1:04:25 | 1:04:28 | |
While you was on the nod, you useless twat. | 1:04:32 | 1:04:35 | |
What are you gonna do about that, Elvis, lad? > | 1:04:36 | 1:04:39 | |
Fucking hell, Elvis, you're not, er, turning arse on us all, are ya?! | 1:04:41 | 1:04:46 | |
-Ah, come on, mate. I was only having a laugh. -(SCOFFS) | 1:04:58 | 1:05:02 | |
(SHOUTING) | 1:05:02 | 1:05:04 | |
Fucking come 'ead! | 1:05:05 | 1:05:08 | |
Fucking come on! These cunts want to fucking know! | 1:05:08 | 1:05:11 | |
Come on, you cunts! Come on, you sheep-shagging cunts! | 1:05:11 | 1:05:14 | |
You're nothing! You're nothing! Come on, you cunts! | 1:05:14 | 1:05:18 | |
Come on, you fucking bastards! You soft fucking Wools, come on! | 1:05:18 | 1:05:22 | |
Come on! You're fucking nothing! | 1:05:23 | 1:05:26 | |
You're fucking nothing! Come on, you cunts! | 1:05:26 | 1:05:29 | |
-Come on! Come on! -Oi. Oi. Hey. | 1:05:29 | 1:05:33 | |
Here. Come here. | 1:05:33 | 1:05:36 | |
Who the fuck do you think you are? | 1:05:36 | 1:05:38 | |
Don't you fucking ever say that again | 1:05:38 | 1:05:41 | |
or I'll fucking kill you, you dickhead. | 1:05:41 | 1:05:43 | |
Come on! (SCREAMING) | 1:05:43 | 1:05:46 | |
(PACK) # ..with a threestar jumper Halfway up his back | 1:06:23 | 1:06:27 | |
# He's a fucking Woollyback! Woollyback! | 1:06:27 | 1:06:31 | |
# There's a Woolly over there Over there! | 1:06:31 | 1:06:34 | |
# And he's wearing underwear Underwear | 1:06:34 | 1:06:38 | |
# With a threestar jumper Halfway up his back | 1:06:38 | 1:06:42 | |
# He's a fucking Woollyback! Woollyback! | 1:06:42 | 1:06:46 | |
(SINGING FADES) | 1:06:46 | 1:06:48 | |
(ATMOSPHERIC ELECTROPOP) | 1:06:48 | 1:06:50 | |
What's the matter, Carty? | 1:07:37 | 1:07:39 | |
Thought you'd be off with the lads, having a fucking grin? | 1:07:39 | 1:07:43 | |
You're fuck all without me, you ponce. | 1:07:44 | 1:07:47 | |
Take us home, will you? | 1:08:13 | 1:08:15 | |
(TAP ON WINDOW) | 1:08:24 | 1:08:26 | |
You going anywhere near ours? | 1:08:27 | 1:08:30 | |
Come on, get in. | 1:08:30 | 1:08:32 | |
So, | 1:08:41 | 1:08:43 | |
what did he tell you about me? | 1:08:43 | 1:08:46 | |
Doesn't matter. | 1:08:46 | 1:08:48 | |
So what's the holiday got in store for Wirral Comp's wildest girl? | 1:08:50 | 1:08:54 | |
Hey, you! I am not boring. | 1:08:54 | 1:08:57 | |
It's just... | 1:08:57 | 1:08:59 | |
Well, you know how it is. | 1:08:59 | 1:09:02 | |
My two special boys have to come first, OK? | 1:09:02 | 1:09:05 | |
That's all very well and good, but you need to get out more, sis. | 1:09:05 | 1:09:08 | |
-Do you wanna know the sum total of my social offers this holiday? -Go 'ead. | 1:09:08 | 1:09:13 | |
The Caldy Rugby Colts pissup. | 1:09:14 | 1:09:16 | |
You should go. | 1:09:16 | 1:09:18 | |
Will Harnault and the massed ranks of the Heswall Young Conservatives? | 1:09:18 | 1:09:23 | |
You should go. You've no idea what a grin you'll have. | 1:09:23 | 1:09:27 | |
It's what Ma would've wanted. | 1:09:27 | 1:09:29 | |
But what will Cinders wear to the ball? | 1:09:31 | 1:09:34 | |
Money, money, money. That's all you think about. | 1:09:34 | 1:09:38 | |
(PHONES RING) | 1:10:13 | 1:10:15 | |
-Bevvy, lad? -Don't know. I'm trying to give it up. | 1:10:15 | 1:10:19 | |
Give up at Crimbo? You off your head or what? | 1:10:19 | 1:10:22 | |
I'm getting me head together. | 1:10:22 | 1:10:24 | |
Might even go back, finish my foundation course. | 1:10:24 | 1:10:27 | |
Are you messing? | 1:10:27 | 1:10:30 | |
Lad, I'm made up for you. | 1:10:30 | 1:10:32 | |
It's the best bit of news I've heard in a long time. | 1:10:32 | 1:10:35 | |
Right, then, we're definitely drinking to that. | 1:10:35 | 1:10:38 | |
If you insist, then. | 1:10:38 | 1:10:41 | |
-Only cos you've got no mates. -You cheeky...! | 1:10:41 | 1:10:45 | |
# "Gaudete" - Steeleye Span | 1:10:48 | 1:10:51 | |
# Gaudete, gaudete Christos est natus | 1:10:59 | 1:11:04 | |
# Ex Maria virginae, gaudete | 1:11:04 | 1:11:08 | |
Berlin. | 1:11:08 | 1:11:09 | |
# Deus homo factus est naturam erante... | 1:11:09 | 1:11:14 | |
Who's your girlfriend, lad? | 1:11:14 | 1:11:17 | |
No-one. | 1:11:17 | 1:11:18 | |
# Gaudete, gaudete Christos est natus | 1:11:18 | 1:11:23 | |
# Ex Maria virginae, gaudete | 1:11:23 | 1:11:28 | |
# Gaudete, gaudete Christos est natus # | 1:11:28 | 1:11:34 | |
-State of his hair! -State of her! | 1:11:35 | 1:11:37 | |
-Move your hand. -Why do you read these magazines? | 1:11:37 | 1:11:41 | |
Tada! | 1:11:44 | 1:11:46 | |
-Wow, honey! You look amazing! -Aw, thanks! | 1:11:48 | 1:11:52 | |
So go on. What do you think of your sister, then? | 1:11:53 | 1:11:56 | |
Wow. You wanna watch yourself, young lady. | 1:11:56 | 1:11:59 | |
I have no intention of coming home | 1:11:59 | 1:12:01 | |
until I've had at least 17 gin and tonics | 1:12:01 | 1:12:04 | |
and been ragged senseless on the bonnet of a Mini. | 1:12:04 | 1:12:07 | |
-Just have a good time. And behave. -I will. | 1:12:07 | 1:12:11 | |
(DOOR SHUTS) Now, then, you... | 1:12:15 | 1:12:19 | |
Doubts have been raised by one Mark "Elvis" Elways | 1:12:20 | 1:12:23 | |
about your sexuality. | 1:12:23 | 1:12:25 | |
Completely unfounded. | 1:12:25 | 1:12:27 | |
# "Hours" - Joy Division | 1:12:27 | 1:12:30 | |
# So this is permanence | 1:13:11 | 1:13:15 | |
# Love's shattered pride | 1:13:15 | 1:13:18 | |
# What once was innocence | 1:13:18 | 1:13:22 | |
# Turned on its side | 1:13:22 | 1:13:24 | |
# Grey cloud hangs over me | 1:13:25 | 1:13:29 | |
# Marks every move | 1:13:29 | 1:13:31 | |
# Deep in the memory | 1:13:32 | 1:13:36 | |
# What once was love... # | 1:13:36 | 1:13:38 | |
(DISCO MUSIC) | 1:13:44 | 1:13:46 | |
Hello, sexy. | 1:13:56 | 1:13:58 | |
-Please, Will. -Come on. | 1:13:58 | 1:14:00 | |
Will! Will, I've tried telling you nicely! | 1:14:00 | 1:14:02 | |
Nicely? She's tried telling me nicely! | 1:14:02 | 1:14:05 | |
Look, just shove off, will ya? | 1:14:05 | 1:14:07 | |
Fiesty! You weren't saying that when I bought you a drink. | 1:14:07 | 1:14:10 | |
I said yes to the drink to get rid of you! | 1:14:10 | 1:14:12 | |
I didn't know you were gonna stalk me all night! | 1:14:12 | 1:14:15 | |
(MEN LAUGH) | 1:14:15 | 1:14:17 | |
Hard luck, Casanova! | 1:14:17 | 1:14:20 | |
I think somebody needs to teach that young lady some manners. | 1:14:20 | 1:14:24 | |
(LAUGHING / CHEERING) | 1:14:25 | 1:14:27 | |
Come 'ead, Robbie! Do your robot, la! | 1:14:36 | 1:14:40 | |
-Come on! -(ELECTRONIC MUSIC) | 1:14:40 | 1:14:43 | |
Emergency, emergency! | 1:14:47 | 1:14:50 | |
Better. | 1:14:50 | 1:14:52 | |
It had to be Robbie, though, eh? You know he's not all there. | 1:14:53 | 1:14:56 | |
Behave. Look at him. Lad's fucking loving it. | 1:14:56 | 1:14:59 | |
Here we go! Lubrication for the patient! | 1:15:03 | 1:15:07 | |
It was a cunt's trick, that. | 1:15:10 | 1:15:12 | |
Fuck off, John. Everything's a fucking cunt's trick with you. | 1:15:12 | 1:15:16 | |
-It's funny how it's always you, though. -Fuck you, you squaddie cunt. | 1:15:18 | 1:15:22 | |
What did you say, shitehawk? | 1:15:22 | 1:15:25 | |
Nothing personal, Johnno. | 1:15:33 | 1:15:36 | |
(ELECTRONIC MUSIC CONTINUES) | 1:15:38 | 1:15:41 | |
John? John? | 1:15:47 | 1:15:49 | |
John? Someone's fucking stabbed him. | 1:15:49 | 1:15:52 | |
(DOORBELL) | 1:15:53 | 1:15:56 | |
-Aren't you gonna get that? -Be fucking carol singers, won't it? | 1:15:56 | 1:16:01 | |
'Pug.' | 1:16:01 | 1:16:02 | |
'Pug!' | 1:16:02 | 1:16:04 | |
-Shit. -'Pug!' | 1:16:04 | 1:16:06 | |
-(GASPS) -Jesus, Moll! | 1:16:11 | 1:16:13 | |
Baby, what's happened? | 1:16:13 | 1:16:15 | |
I had a grin. | 1:16:15 | 1:16:17 | |
-Come in. -(SOBS) | 1:16:17 | 1:16:19 | |
(SNIFFS) | 1:16:19 | 1:16:22 | |
Sit down. | 1:16:22 | 1:16:23 | |
I'll get her some water, eh? | 1:16:25 | 1:16:28 | |
Molly? | 1:16:28 | 1:16:29 | |
Moll? What's happened? | 1:16:29 | 1:16:31 | |
The boys. Will and that. | 1:16:31 | 1:16:35 | |
Who's Will? | 1:16:35 | 1:16:37 | |
From the rugby club. | 1:16:37 | 1:16:40 | |
Those rugby cunts! | 1:16:40 | 1:16:42 | |
Where you going? | 1:16:42 | 1:16:44 | |
-You can't leave her like that! -Stay with her. I won't be long. | 1:16:44 | 1:16:48 | |
(SOBS) | 1:16:51 | 1:16:53 | |
D'you know where Will is? Over there. | 1:17:03 | 1:17:06 | |
(LAUGHING / CHATTING) | 1:17:07 | 1:17:09 | |
Which one of youse is Cunt? | 1:17:10 | 1:17:13 | |
(ALL LAUGH) | 1:17:15 | 1:17:18 | |
'Are you all right' | 1:17:38 | 1:17:40 | |
'Me? It's not me you should be worrying about.' | 1:17:41 | 1:17:45 | |
Well, I am worried. | 1:17:45 | 1:17:47 | |
Who do you think I done all this for? | 1:17:47 | 1:17:50 | |
I dunno, Pug. You tell me. | 1:17:51 | 1:17:55 | |
'You're my sister.' | 1:17:57 | 1:17:58 | |
'Do you honestly think I'm gonna let these pricks do that to my sister?' | 1:17:58 | 1:18:02 | |
That's the burning question, isn't it? | 1:18:03 | 1:18:06 | |
Baby, | 1:18:06 | 1:18:09 | |
when are you gonna stop all this? | 1:18:09 | 1:18:12 | |
'Soon.' | 1:18:14 | 1:18:16 | |
(RINGS DOORBELL) | 1:18:20 | 1:18:22 | |
(WINDOW OPENS) | 1:18:32 | 1:18:34 | |
Fucking hell! | 1:18:34 | 1:18:36 | |
If it ain't the return of the magnificent Carthorse! | 1:18:36 | 1:18:39 | |
Hold on there, ya nutter. | 1:18:39 | 1:18:42 | |
Jesus. | 1:18:51 | 1:18:53 | |
I've missed you, ya cunt! | 1:18:53 | 1:18:56 | |
Missed you, too, mate. | 1:18:57 | 1:18:59 | |
Jesus. Most impressive, la. | 1:19:01 | 1:19:05 | |
Impressive. | 1:19:06 | 1:19:08 | |
So... (CLEARS THROAT) | 1:19:09 | 1:19:12 | |
..what happened? | 1:19:14 | 1:19:17 | |
That's what I wanted to talk to you about. | 1:19:17 | 1:19:20 | |
This is the thing, la, | 1:19:25 | 1:19:27 | |
and your Uncle El's only being a buddy to you now, yeah? | 1:19:27 | 1:19:30 | |
But how it stands, like, | 1:19:30 | 1:19:32 | |
the lads are far from being sure about the enigmatic Professor Carty. | 1:19:32 | 1:19:36 | |
D'you know what I'm saying? He comes, he goes. | 1:19:36 | 1:19:38 | |
No-one really knows him. | 1:19:38 | 1:19:41 | |
The jury is out on the Carty question, especially now JG's gone. | 1:19:41 | 1:19:47 | |
Godden? | 1:19:47 | 1:19:49 | |
Gone 'un. | 1:19:49 | 1:19:51 | |
-Where to? -Where...? Ya divvy! Baby done him. | 1:19:51 | 1:19:55 | |
-Fuck, is he's bad, like? -Bad? He's fucking dead, amigo. | 1:19:55 | 1:19:59 | |
Brown fucking bread. | 1:19:59 | 1:20:02 | |
-Fuck me. Has Baby been nicked? -Nicked? Behave! | 1:20:03 | 1:20:08 | |
Christ. John Boy Godden, eh? | 1:20:09 | 1:20:12 | |
Indeedy. It's like I'm telling you, | 1:20:12 | 1:20:15 | |
you're not gonna have him to back you up. | 1:20:15 | 1:20:18 | |
I've got you, though, haven't I? | 1:20:19 | 1:20:22 | |
-Look, if I could do it by myself, I would... -Carty. My little angel! | 1:20:22 | 1:20:26 | |
Fuck me! Where will it end? | 1:20:26 | 1:20:30 | |
Where will it end? | 1:20:31 | 1:20:33 | |
Look, I'll see what I can do. | 1:20:35 | 1:20:37 | |
But no promises. | 1:20:39 | 1:20:41 | |
# "Decades" - Joy Division | 1:20:41 | 1:20:44 | |
# Here are the young men | 1:21:10 | 1:21:12 | |
# The weight on their shoulders | 1:21:12 | 1:21:17 | |
# Here are the young men | 1:21:19 | 1:21:21 | |
# Well, where have they been? | 1:21:21 | 1:21:24 | |
# Where have they been? | 1:21:43 | 1:21:47 | |
# Where have they been? | 1:21:48 | 1:21:51 | |
# Where have they been? | 1:21:52 | 1:21:55 | |
# Where have they been? # | 1:21:57 | 1:22:00 | |
All right, lads? | 1:22:25 | 1:22:27 | |
So this is Cartyville, eh? | 1:22:27 | 1:22:31 | |
This is where it all happens. | 1:22:31 | 1:22:34 | |
Come 'ead, lads. They're all in there. | 1:22:39 | 1:22:43 | |
Just up the road, eh? | 1:22:44 | 1:22:46 | |
Come on, man or mouse? Come on, man or fucking mouse? Come on! | 1:22:50 | 1:22:54 | |
-Do it! -(CHANTS) | 1:22:54 | 1:22:56 | |
-Oh, you fucking dick! -Jesus! Bastard! | 1:22:56 | 1:23:01 | |
..tits like fucking melons. | 1:23:08 | 1:23:11 | |
-Let me explain... -No need for introductions. | 1:23:19 | 1:23:22 | |
Man or mouse, Will? Man or fucking mouse? | 1:23:25 | 1:23:28 | |
-Cunt! Fucking yuppie cunt! -Calm down, lads. Enough's enough. | 1:23:28 | 1:23:33 | |
Enough? | 1:23:33 | 1:23:35 | |
What's enough? | 1:23:37 | 1:23:39 | |
What the fuck are you looking at? | 1:23:43 | 1:23:45 | |
You fucking rapist cunt! | 1:23:49 | 1:23:51 | |
You saw fuck all, get me? Get me? | 1:23:53 | 1:23:57 | |
Elvis? | 1:24:26 | 1:24:28 | |
(SOBS) | 1:24:37 | 1:24:39 | |
Elvis? | 1:24:41 | 1:24:43 | |
Elvis, mate, what's the matter? | 1:24:47 | 1:24:50 | |
Come 'ead, El. | 1:24:50 | 1:24:52 | |
-That's it, now, isn't it? -That's what? | 1:24:53 | 1:24:57 | |
(SIGHS) That's us now, isn't it? | 1:24:57 | 1:25:00 | |
Elvis, mate, I don't know what you mean. | 1:25:00 | 1:25:03 | |
(SNIFFS) Yeah, you do. | 1:25:03 | 1:25:07 | |
El? Look, Elvis, la, | 1:25:11 | 1:25:14 | |
I'm made up with you for helping us out tonight, and I owe you. | 1:25:14 | 1:25:17 | |
-Fucking no. -Yes, I do! | 1:25:17 | 1:25:19 | |
Carty... | 1:25:19 | 1:25:22 | |
You don't owe me nothing. | 1:25:22 | 1:25:25 | |
# Hold thou thy cross | 1:26:31 | 1:26:33 | |
# Before my closing eyes | 1:26:33 | 1:26:38 | |
# Shine through the gloom | 1:26:38 | 1:26:41 | |
# And point me to the skies | 1:26:41 | 1:26:46 | |
# Heaven's morning breaks | 1:26:46 | 1:26:49 | |
# And earth's vain shadows flee | 1:26:49 | 1:26:54 | |
# In life, in death, O Lord | 1:26:55 | 1:26:58 | |
# Abide with me. # | 1:26:58 | 1:27:02 | |
Please be seated. | 1:27:02 | 1:27:05 | |
Jesus said, "I am the resurrection and I am the light." | 1:27:06 | 1:27:10 | |
"He who believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live." | 1:27:10 | 1:27:14 | |
"And whoever lives and believes in me shall never die." | 1:27:14 | 1:27:18 | |
(CHURCH ORGAN PLAYS) | 1:27:30 | 1:27:32 | |
-All right? -Yeah, mate. | 1:28:22 | 1:28:24 | |
I'm glad I made the effort, like. | 1:28:24 | 1:28:27 | |
-Stay. -Why? | 1:28:28 | 1:28:31 | |
I'm just asking, like. W-Will you stay with us for a while? | 1:28:31 | 1:28:35 | |
Sure. | 1:28:36 | 1:28:37 | |
Just certain things, like... Certain things have to be said. | 1:28:38 | 1:28:43 | |
-Yeah? -Yeah. | 1:28:43 | 1:28:45 | |
-Will you take confession from us? -What? -I mean it. | 1:28:48 | 1:28:52 | |
-Will ya? -But the priest is probably still here. -No, no. Will you? | 1:28:52 | 1:28:57 | |
Will you hear my confession? That's what I'm asking. | 1:28:57 | 1:29:01 | |
Please. Like I'm saying, | 1:29:03 | 1:29:05 | |
certain things need to be said. | 1:29:05 | 1:29:08 | |
Course I will, El. Course I'll hear you. | 1:29:10 | 1:29:13 | |
Elvis? | 1:29:30 | 1:29:32 | |
We could have done it. | 1:29:40 | 1:29:42 | |
You and me, Carty. | 1:29:42 | 1:29:44 | |
Elvis... | 1:29:46 | 1:29:48 | |
(He loves ya.) | 1:29:48 | 1:29:50 | |
I can't hear you, El. | 1:29:52 | 1:29:55 | |
-Elvis, mate? -He loves you. | 1:29:55 | 1:29:59 | |
Who does, Elvis? | 1:30:01 | 1:30:03 | |
You? | 1:30:04 | 1:30:06 | |
-He always did, like. -Elvis... | 1:30:06 | 1:30:10 | |
-Come with us, Carty. -Where, Elvis? Where? | 1:30:10 | 1:30:14 | |
Anywhere. | 1:30:14 | 1:30:15 | |
-Please. -Mate, I can't. It's just not that simple. | 1:30:17 | 1:30:21 | |
-What about the game? -Mate, I don't know. | 1:30:21 | 1:30:23 | |
-The lads... -Forget the lads! Just you and me, Carty. | 1:30:23 | 1:30:27 | |
You and me. | 1:30:27 | 1:30:29 | |
No, mate, I can't. I'm sorry. | 1:30:30 | 1:30:32 | |
Please. | 1:30:32 | 1:30:34 | |
Please, Carty. | 1:30:35 | 1:30:38 | |
Come the game tomorrow. | 1:30:39 | 1:30:42 | |
And then we're done. | 1:30:42 | 1:30:44 | |
(LIGHTER CLICKS) | 1:30:46 | 1:30:49 | |
Yeah. | 1:30:53 | 1:30:56 | |
Sound. | 1:30:56 | 1:30:58 | |
Elvis? | 1:31:02 | 1:31:04 | |
Elvis? | 1:31:05 | 1:31:06 | |
# "Going Up" - Echo & The Bunnymen | 1:31:08 | 1:31:11 | |
Big sky. | 1:31:21 | 1:31:23 | |
# If they're watching my film | 1:31:24 | 1:31:27 | |
# Analysing me | 1:31:27 | 1:31:30 | |
# Rusty junker squawker | 1:31:31 | 1:31:34 | |
# Checking up to see | 1:31:35 | 1:31:37 | |
# If we should pull the plugs out | 1:31:38 | 1:31:41 | |
# On our history | 1:31:41 | 1:31:44 | |
# And all of history (CHEERING) | 1:31:45 | 1:31:48 | |
# Things that shouldn't be | 1:31:48 | 1:31:51 | |
# It's going up, up, up | 1:31:52 | 1:31:54 | |
# It's going up | 1:31:55 | 1:31:58 | |
# It's going up, up, up | 1:31:59 | 1:32:01 | |
# It's going up | 1:32:03 | 1:32:05 | |
# Let's get the hell outta here | 1:32:05 | 1:32:09 | |
# Let's get the hell outta here | 1:32:09 | 1:32:12 | |
# Going up | 1:32:15 | 1:32:18 | |
# Going down. # | 1:32:18 | 1:32:21 | |
He loves ya. | 1:32:21 | 1:32:23 | |
He loved ya. | 1:32:24 | 1:32:27 | |
He always did. | 1:32:32 | 1:32:34 | |
One last awayday. | 1:32:37 | 1:32:40 | |
Carty! | 1:32:46 | 1:32:48 | |
(CHEERING) | 1:32:57 | 1:32:59 | |
'Here we go, then.' | 1:33:22 | 1:33:24 | |
'This is it, Carty, la. This is it.' | 1:33:24 | 1:33:28 | |
'How long had I been waiting for this day?' | 1:33:55 | 1:33:58 | |
'How long had I wanted this?' | 1:33:59 | 1:34:01 | |
(ATMOSPHERIC MUSIC) | 1:34:01 | 1:34:04 | |
(SHOUTING) | 1:34:27 | 1:34:29 | |
'Should've seen it.' | 1:34:59 | 1:35:02 | |
'Should have seen it coming a long time ago.' | 1:35:02 | 1:35:05 | |
Ponce! | 1:35:05 | 1:35:08 | |
'But when you're dazzled, well, you're blinded, aren't ya?' | 1:35:08 | 1:35:12 | |
# "Just For A Moment" - Ultravox | 1:35:43 | 1:35:45 | |
# Listening to the music The machines make | 1:36:09 | 1:36:14 | |
# I let my heart break | 1:36:14 | 1:36:17 | |
# Just for a moment | 1:36:17 | 1:36:21 | |
# Listening to the music The machines make | 1:36:21 | 1:36:26 | |
# I felt the floor change | 1:36:26 | 1:36:30 | |
# Into an ocean | 1:36:30 | 1:36:34 | |
# We'll never leave here, never | 1:36:34 | 1:36:37 | |
# Let's stay in here forever | 1:36:37 | 1:36:40 | |
# And when the streets are quiet | 1:36:40 | 1:36:43 | |
# We'll walk out in the silence... # | 1:36:43 | 1:36:47 | |
'How long had I wanted this?' | 1:36:51 | 1:36:54 | |
'How long had I been waiting for the day?' | 1:36:56 | 1:36:58 | |
'Out of here.' | 1:37:01 | 1:37:04 | |
'Out of this.' | 1:37:04 | 1:37:06 | |
# "Insight" - Joy Division | 1:37:30 | 1:37:33 | |
# Guess your dreams always end | 1:37:53 | 1:37:56 | |
# They don't rise up, just descend | 1:37:57 | 1:37:59 | |
# But I don't care any more | 1:38:00 | 1:38:03 | |
# I've lost the will to want more | 1:38:04 | 1:38:07 | |
# I'm not afraid, not at all | 1:38:08 | 1:38:10 | |
# I watch them all as they fall | 1:38:11 | 1:38:14 | |
# But I remember | 1:38:14 | 1:38:17 | |
# When we were young | 1:38:17 | 1:38:20 | |
# Those with habits of waste | 1:38:22 | 1:38:25 | |
# Their sense of style and good taste | 1:38:26 | 1:38:29 | |
# Of making sure you were right | 1:38:30 | 1:38:32 | |
# Hey, don't you know you were right? | 1:38:33 | 1:38:36 | |
# I'm not afraid any more | 1:38:37 | 1:38:40 | |
# I keep my eyes on the door | 1:38:41 | 1:38:43 | |
# But I remember... # | 1:38:43 | 1:38:50 |