Junkhearts

This film contains some violent scenes.

This film contains strong language.

HEAVY BREATHING

CHATTERING

Spare change, please.

Spare change, please.

HE BREATHS HEAVILY

CAR HORN

CAR HORN

That's...

Why not get one bottle like this one?

Do you want some food to go with it?

No, thanks.

Here.

Thank you.

Do you mind if I sit down?

-You all right?

-Yeah.

-Smoke?

-Yeah.

Thank you.

MUSIC: "Warm Rays" by MARA & Supadubz

Sorry I'm late.

Do you get a kick out of letting me down?

Do you get a kick out of being let down?

You're amazing.

Let's go.

Let's go.

My mum died today.

Three years ago today.

I miss her so much, I don't know what to do.

Isn't there, you know, any one you can call?

-Do you want to suck my balls?

-What?

-Please, will you suck my balls?

-Move.

-Let me sniff your pussy.

-Oh, my... Just fuck off!

You fucking dick.

-What do you want? Drugs?

-No!

-Because I can get them.

-No, I don't want your fucking drugs.

Of course you fucking do, everybody does.

Just fuck off! Just leave me alone.

You see that bloke there, yeah? My pimp.

He's a fucking maniac. So go on, fuck off.

Go on. What are you doing?

It's all right, mate, it's not a problem.

I've just had too much to drink.

Thanks.

Yeah, you. Thanks!

You fucking dick head.

I've been out here all fucking night trying to get some money

for somewhere to stay tonight.

And you go and let him take the fucking lot!

It's my birthday. Do you know that?

It's my fucking birthday.

You just stand there. You don't even fucking speak.

What the fuck do you want?

Fuck off.

Yo, give us a fag.

Yo, grandad, I'm talking to you.

I thought you were going to jump in for a minute.

Cos if you are, I'll have your fags, innit.

Ta.

Ah, what's this? I ain't smoking no scanky fags, man.

What the f...! What the fuck?

Suit yourself.

-Can I get a whisky, please?

-Yeah, sure.

Mine's a rum and coke.

-Could you get her a coke?

-No, I said rum and coke.

And I said coke. You're too young Thank you.

Yeah, thanks.

Yo. I was sniffing glue when I was eight,

I was smoking bud when I was nine.

I don't do crack, and, mate, I don't do coke.

But thanks, anyway.

Where's that accent from?

Nottingham.

Are you a runaway?

I asked for a drink, innit, not a conversation.

SHE SOBS

Don't do that.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I haven't slept for days.

And someone's nicked my fucking sleeping bag.

Do you want to rest at my place?

Just for a few hours.

In return for what?

In return for nothing.

Yeah, thanks.

So what's your name then?

Frank.

Mine's Lynette.

It's French.

For what?

I don't know, Lynn or something.

-Do you live on your own then?

-Yeah.

You don't have to come in if you don't want to.

No, I want to.

You can sleep here.

It's nice.

Don't touch that.

So who stays here?

No-one.

DOOR LOCKS

HEAVY OBJECT MOVES ACROSS FLOOR

-PHONE BEEPS

-Pick us that up, will you?

Says, "Cuckoo."

-Is that it?

-Cuckoo.

Sweet.

Hey, it's me. How is she?

Yeah, I know, I know. The taxi was... It broke

Right. But...

No, I understand.

No, of course...

Fuck you.

Do you want to go for a walk?

It's for the room.

She checks my statements.

Listen, um...

I'll call you. Yeah.

HEAVY BREATHING

METAL CLANGING

METAL CLANGING GETS LOUDER

Stay where you are, you paddy bastards!

British Army. No-one move!

-WHISPERS:

-IRA.

-IRA!

-WHISPERS:

-Don't move.

Don't move!

-WHISPERS:

-Don't move.

-SHOUTING

Don't move! Stay there!

Stay down! Stay there!

Do not move, you scumbag! Do not move!

Stay down! Stay down!

Wardrobe.

BABY CRIES

Yo, that shower was real nice, man.

I can make us some breakfast, you know.

-I'm sick with a fry up.

-You're what?

I'm sick, innit. I'm good, man.

Oh...!

-What's that?

-I haven't got anything in.

Thanks, anyway. For not trying nothing last night.

What do you think I am?

You must have something in here, man.

Let's go to a caff.

What, are you paying?

Well, have you got any money?

So, what, you're not eating that?

You can have it.

Do you often ask girls back to your place then?

Never.

Do you fancy me then?

No.

SHE CHUCKLES

Why not? I'm fit.

Do you fancy a can? Hi, can I have a can of coke, please?

Oh, careful, baby.

Can we go?

-What's the rush?

-Now.

Those blokes, what did they do?

What did they say?

Yo. There's no need to worry about me, man.

I've got contacts, man.

I'm always at parties, clubs.

Yo, check it, my brethrens on business in New York, innit.

And they always give me the keys for the apartment.

But I lost the keys, so I'm just...

-I'm just about.

-Do you always talk crap like that?

Have you got a cigarette?

-You smoked my last one.

-Shit.

-Here.

-Where did you get that?

-I found it.

Yeah?

-Take it back.

-What?

-Take it back!

-Are you stupid?

-Well, if you found it, take it back.

It's all right for you, innit? Isn't it?

So militant, aren't you?

So where were you a soldier?

Did you kill anyone?

So, what, was that your daughter's room I stayed in last night?

-It would have been.

-So where is she?

-We lost touch.

-What, you lost your daughter?

-She knows where I am.

-Did you even look?

God, is this all you do, just walk around all day?

And this is all you do, just ask stupid bloody questions?

I'm just saying, innit, if I wanted to find someone, I'd find them.

Yeah? Well, no-one found you!

Come on.

Spare change, please. Spare change.

The main thing is, right, I've got to make sure it hangs good

when I'm sitting on the pavement, innit.

I'm telling you, there's nothing worse than a bad hang

when you're trying to make a good impression. It's nice.

We'll take it.

Do you know what?

I feel fucking invincible.

Wait, I got you a little something.

-Here.

-Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Where did you get it from?

The charity shop?

Come on, man, they get it all for free, don't they?

I've got to go home.

Look after yourself.

Yo, Frank.

Thanks for the sleeping bag, man. It's nice.

-Hello. Have you got a fork on you?

-Mm-mm.

Spare change, please.

All right.

If you're going to stay with me,

you have to stop all that thieving, all right?

-Any silly buggers, and you're out.

-Mm.

I'm serious.

Come on.

Could you write me a cheque for music class, please?

I left my chequebook in the office,

so that's not something I can do right away.

-Hello, sweetheart.

-Yeah.

Also, Alexander asked us for a play date this Friday.

-Is that, OK?

-Yeah, that's fine. Whatever you think.

-The morning or afternoon or...?

-Midday. Um...

I can't find my other black shoe, have you seen it anywhere?

Yes, yes, it's here!

Also, some extra money in the kitty for groceries.

Like the organic boneless chicken she really likes.

It's just a bit more expensive than the regular one.

Yeah, I've got some money here.

Actually, I don't think I've got anything on me at the moment.

Is that something you can just cover me for, for today?

-Yeah, yeah. That's fine.

-OK, that's great.

Thanks so much, Sandra, you're amazing. Goodbye, sweetheart.

-It's Sally.

-Yeah. OK, call me.

-Bye.

Soft in the bloody head, you are.

It's the first sign of madness, talking to yourself, you know.

Yo, you still drinking?

It's eight o'clock in the morning, man.

You need to lie this, you know.

Well, maybe if I understood what you were saying, I'd take your advice.

Make yourself useful. Go down the shop and get some bits.

-Go on.

-Yeah, all right. Cool.

Argh!

-Oh!

-Surprise.

-Cigarettes?

-Please.

Which of these are good?

You have...woman?

She's 16.

16?

She's my daughter.

Daughters like this.

That'll do.

It's 18.50.

-Have a nice day.

-You too, Hasan.

You're in there.

He'll take you out for a fish supper.

What you doing?

What?

You know what you need to learn, my girl?

Self-defence.

So the next time someone tries to steal your sleeping bag,

they'll think twice.

You've got your three golden treasures, OK?

You've got your eyes, you've got your throat,

you've got your reproductive organs.

You've got your eyes, you've got your throat!

You're hitting me a bit hard now, man.

Yeah, well, this is self-defence. It's not a knitting club. OK?

Now, when you kick a man in the balls, you only get one shot, OK?

So make sure you hit him hard

-or he'll come back at you twice as pissed off.

-Yeah.

Show me.

What, your balls?

No, don't show me my balls. You've got three golden treasures.

Yeah, you've got the eyes, got the throat,

and you've got the...reproduction organs.

-Reproductive organs!

-Yeah, the reproductIVE organs.

Good girl. OK, flick. Flick.

See? Good, good.

Flick. Flick

-Ah!

-Sorry.

That's what you're supposed to do. Good.

-Stance - shoulder width apart. Tangerine under your arms.

-Yeah?

OK. You push.

Come on, push.

I'm pushing you, aren't I?

Now transfer the weight, transfer your weight. You OK?

Transfer your weight, transfer your weight, transfer your weight,

transfer the weight, transfer the weight.

Transfer the weight, transfer the weight, transfer the weight,

transfer the weight, got it?

MUSIC: "Nick's Lament" by Shadow Orchestra

Transfer the weight, Frank.

Oh, I've got it. Dance it out now.

Transferring that weight, Frank.

If you don't want to learn, you don't want to learn.

Don't YOU want to learn? Come on, learn the moves.

You said transfer the weight.

Yes, transfer the weight. Look at your hips. No

SHE LAUGHS

Take a five-minute break.

Everyone needs a little independence.

It's too much, Frank.

Don't spend it all in one shop.

Oh, I love these.

You are Frank's daughter?

Cigarettes, please, Hasan.

And these. It's thirsty work, training, innit.

It's saying that my card is being declined,

that I don't have any money in my account.

Yeah, I know, but I got... Sorry.

I got paid on the 17th, so a week on Thursday.

No, I wouldn't have taken £1,000 out in a weekend.

No, no-one else has access to my account.

Are you sure you can afford it?

Money's not that much use sitting in a building society.

I could have lifted half of this without no-one seeing.

-No, I told you, you're better than that.

-Shut up.

You have to start thinking you are.

She wants to do a course.

-How old are you?

-17.

Do you have any GCSEs?

-Yeah, a couple.

-She's not an idiot.

-You might be able to take a B.Tech.

-What's a B.Tech?

It's a diploma in business technology.

I've got a health and social care course coming up.

What about this business technology then?

It's just the name of the diploma.

Do you want to be a businesswoman or a nurse?

-Businesswoman.

-She wants to be a businesswoman.

It's not a business course. It's a health and social care course.

It's a B.Tech diploma.

-Do you want to do that?

-Yeah.

-All right, she'll do that.

-OK.

If you can get her to fill in these forms

and then she can start in September.

What? She can't start now?

-No, you can't join halfway through, I'm afraid.

-She'd be all right.

No, the course has already started. You can't join halfway through.

-Has your course got full attendance?

-Well, all the places are allocated.

And does that mean they turn up?

Cos all I see half the time

is your kids out there smoking fags and chatting.

And if they're out there half the time, she could start halfway through.

Well, they are entitled to take breaks.

And, as I told you, the course doesn't start until September.

Yeah, and as I told you, she will be all right.

-And as I told you, she will have to wait until September.

-Fuck sake.

-I'm sorry, you'll have to leave now.

-All she wants is an education.

Yeah, I understand that, but there are ways of going about it.

Yeah, not through you!

You know why.

No.

Because you have a playful nature.

Because I can't get a fucking babysitter. That is why.

Can't we just watch a movie or something?

Yeah, sure.

Yeah, I'll speak to you later. Bye.

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Can I ask what it's about?

Yeah, she's my mother.

What are you doing?

-What?

-What are you doing with those bottles?

-I was taking them out.

-Yeah?

Well, if I wanted them taken out, I would have fucking done it.

What are you doing?

Jsut leave well alone.

I ain't done this for nothing, you know.

And what the fucking hell is that?

That's a fucking goldfish, yeah?

And you change his fucking water once a fucking week.

And you fucking feed him twice a fucking day, yeah?

You fucking dick. And his name's fucking Goldie.

Fuck you.

Fuck off, Goldie.

Where's all your friends, Frank?

Where are all your friends?

I've got friends.

Sure you do.

More than you.

-That's not much.

-Just fuck off.

I'm just taking the piss, Lynette.

I think that's what friends do. They take the piss.

Yeah, and who said we're friends?

-No-one.

-Yeah, good.

I killed a woman.

I killed a woman.

When she was holding her baby.

And it was a mistake.

It was a stupid fucking mistake.

What are you doing?

You don't have to do that.

Thanks.

If she does regain consciousness,

we have to prepare ourselves for the effects of such a catastrophic bleed.

What does that mean?

Her brain's been very damaged.

Look, you see these areas here, here, here?

Well, those are all areas where her brain has suffered from the bleed.

It's very big.

-Perhaps your dad, her husband...

-I don't have a dad.

PHONE VIBRATES

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

LAUGHTER

-Who's this wee fella?

-It's my fish.

-What's his name?

-Goldie.

-Hello, Frank, good to meet you.

-Who are you?

-Frank, this is Danny.

-I missed the last bus.

-Who's this?

-I'm her man.

Do you mind if I use you amenities?

-They're just down the hall.

-Sweet.

So what do you think?

What do I think about what?

About Danny.

Well, it's a bit out the blue, innit?

Frank.

Is it all right if Danny just stays for tonight?

It is raining outside and that and he hasn't got anywhere to go.

I promise it'll only be for tonight as well.

OK.

Lovely place you've got here, Frank. Nice.

Get your feet off the sofa. Jesus.

-Wait, you're wet.

-Am I?

In fact, Frank...

Would it be all right if Danny has a bath as well, please?

-No, you're wet.

-Cheeky.

-He's all wet. Please.

Put the immersion on.

-Thank you.

-Cheers, man.

Make sure you blow it out the window.

Danny, don't take the piss. Come on, man.

Stop taking the...

That's not even funny.

-Ah, you fool. What you doing?

-I'm terribly sorry. Oh, I'm sorry

Oh, no. Oh, fuck.

THEY LAUGH

-He's a good man, Danny.

-Aye.

If he behaves himself, he'll be fine.

And now the most important kiss of all.

Danny.

My da would say, "Eat your fucking food."

Morning, Frank.

Hope we didn't keep you up last night.

Frank, come and sit down.

-What are my tools doing there?

-Danny fixed the doorbell.

Me da was a spark.

-Was he?

-Aye.

Thieving bastard used to bring home bits and pieces

from the building sites.

Quarter-inch industrial flex.

Where did you serve, Frank?

-Belfast.

-Danny's Irish.

What's your surname?

McCann.

I bet you're a good da.

Not like mine.

I can't eat this.

What?! Frank, he's just cooked it all.

Just having a wee chat.

I was a shit dad, as it happens.

But what the fuck that's got to do with you, I don't know.

Have you got a light? Please.

Thanks.

Ay-up, Frank, are you going to stir that chicken for me, please?

Stir that gravy while you're there and all.

Where's Danny?

You know what I've been thinking?

You need to get a dog, you know, with all the walking you do.

You know, them...

the mountain rescue dogs.

The ones with the little whisky things,

like with the bottle round their neck.

Yeah. I had a kitten as well when I was little.

I rescued it off the street.

People shouldn't leave things they care about on the streets.

SHE CHUCKLES

SHE WINCES Ah!

-Show me.

-It's nothing, man.

-Show me.

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

You gave him a key?

It smells delightful in here.

-I missed your birthday.

-Thank you.

Thank you.

I'll put them in water.

Frank.

Got you a moving-in present.

A what?

To say cheers, like.

It's just nice for her to have a wee bit of time to get back on her feet.

Go on.

Take it.

No, you don't want it, do you, Frank?

No.

-No, I'm going to lower that.

-That's right.

Trying to keep you on the straight and narrow, aren't I, Frank?

Yeah, for the training.

What training?

For your daughter?

Yeah.

And one of those.

The teddy bear.

MUSIC: "Back Like I Never Left" by Raw Smilez

CHATTERING

-Where are you going with that?

-It's just a fish, mate.

Let go of the fish.

Give me the fish.

Let go! Let go of the fish.

Turn it off!

Turn it off! Turn it off!

-Yo, Frank, what are you doing?

-Who are all these people?

It's a party, man.

Well, who said you could?

Danny sorted it. It's for my birthday, innit?

Why the fuck are you holding Goldie like that?

Somebody just tried to take him out the door.

Wait, are they for me?

Aw, Frank, you know I love them!

Thank you, Frank.

Woo!

DOOR OPENS

Sorry.

Had to get out of that noise.

What a din, eh?

It's got no melody.

Evie.

Frank.

Is it your daughter's party?

-I'm trying to stay out the way.

-Poor you.

Have you...got a light?

That's better.

I've got a wee something.

-You're bullshitting, Jamal.

-I'm not bullshitting, bruv.

Trust me, you're bullshitting.

The other day, bruv, she was giving me the eye.

Trust me, she likes me.

Carson, you're ugly.

What?!

You're ugly!

Damn, man, I was only joking.

I can get you anything you want, mate. Anything.

CHEERING

Thanks, Danny.

You did this for money?

For crack, Frank.

You're a nice man, Frank.

Maybe too nice.

INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC

HE RETCHES

Mum.

-It's Christine. It's me.

-You're Valerie's daughter, Izzie.

No, Mum.

It's Christine.

I'm your daughter.

-Lynette.

-Not now, Frank.

That was some performance from you last night, Frank.

Fucking brutal.

I don't think Lynette liked it.

It fucking stank in there.

Get out of my house.

What's that?

Get out of my house and leave us alone.

I'll never leave Lynette.

You left her on the streets.

I've never left her.

Well, that's where I found her.

Nah.

That's where we found you.

Ah! Fuck!

We found you.

Who's the old guy?

No-one.

Fuck me.

-Where did you get it?

-I've got contacts.

-How much?

-1,500.

Five.

-1,200.

-It's nine or nothing.

A grand.

Away you go, boys. Wasting my fucking time.

All right.

-What's that?

-Nine hundred.

-What?

-Nine hundred.

Nine hundred. Sweet.

Half now, half next week.

-Danny.

-Away and run a bath, babe.

Yeah, someone's robbed the bubble bath.

Then go and have a fucking shower.

You fucking fool.

-Fucking leave her alone.

-Frank, it's nothing, man.

Danny, what are you doing?!

Danny, you're scaring him!

-Danny, stop fucking about! Allow it, man.

-Shut up!

What do you mean "shut up"? Stop fucking messing about.

I'm being serious. What the fuck are you laughing at?

Danny, take your stupid little brethrens,

take your things and get the fuck out the house!

METAL CLANGING

Frank, he's messing about. Calm down.

Stop it, Danny! It ain't fucking funny.

GUN CLICKS

-Fuck.

-You're a fucking idiot, man.

Fuck off.

Fucking dicks.

You fuck off as well, Danny.

Move. Move the fucking thing out my face.

Why are you always fucking playing? Move, man.

Frank, it's all right.

DANNY IMITATES BEAT

DANNY IMITATES BEAT

HE TRIES TO SCAT

Boom! Boom! Bam! Bam!

Bam! Bash! Bash! Bash-boom-bash!

Fuck off.

Oh, shit.

-What?

-Your ear.

-What?

-Ah!

SHE GASPS Is that for me?

Come here.

-It's not going to fit on there.

-It's a crown.

You're my queen.

Let's go out.

OK.

Can we leave?

What?

I want to leave.

Danny, you're hurting me.

You wouldn't ask me that if you loved me the way I love you.

Danny, you're...

Hurry up.

Fuck's sake, come on.

DUBSTEP MUSIC BLARES

Frank.

Frank.

SHE SOBS

CHATTERING

SIREN BLARES

-Danny.

-Come on.

-Danny, move, man.

Get over it, for fuck's sake.

DOORBELL RINGS

Danny, give me some.

What?

Why?

DOG GROWLS

Hi.

Can I sit down?

You been sleeping rough?

Tanks. Basra.

Infantry.

Ireland.

It was the best thing that ever happened to me.

Got me out of the army. Got me out of Iraq.

Just in time.

Found my missus in bed with another bloke.

Fuck 'em.

Better off without them.

We're still together.

She was lonely.

DOORBELL RINGS

SOBBING

Lynette, it's Frank.

Frank, what are you doing?

I'm going to take you out of here.

You can't help me, Frank. I'm a lying, dirty, skanky bitch.

Look at me.

Why don't you tell me something I don't know?

Come on.

LAUGHTER AND CHATTER OUTSIDE

Now listen to me.

I need you to be quiet and follow me.

Frank, you look like shit.

Fuck!

Frank.

Fucking whores!

Fuck, fuck!

Where is it?

It's OK.

Fuck.

Hey, get the fuck out of here.

Fuck off. You, you fucking idiot. Get out!

Get the fuck out of here.

Get the fuck out of here now!

Fucking...!

You've killed him.

I doubt it.

Doesn't matter.

We're fucked.

The stash is gone.

And the money.

This will wake him up.

HEAVY BREATHING

METAL CLANGING

SHOUTING AND CHATTERING

CAR HORN

BABY CRIES

METAL CLANGING

SHOUTING

ALARM BLARES

It's coming.

SIREN BLARES

Come on, please, where is the ambulance?

Thank you.

-Where's my money?

-Pay up, man!

Just give me one week.

I'm sorry, just give me one week.

You've got one week.

Thanks.

DOOR SLAMS SHUT

No.

Who's in danger, Frank?

He...

He fixed my doorbell. He gave me whisky.

He...

When he talks to you, Danny...

..do you hear him inside your head or outside?

He's in my living room.

Would you feel safer in hospital?

Vicky, sorry to disturb you,

-but we've got Mr Rowland's daughter here.

-OK.

Hello, Frank.

I'm Vicky Sudaram. I'm the on-call psychiatrist.

I'm Lynette. I'm Frank's daughter.

He really needs to stay here.

He'll be all right. I've seen him like this before.

I was considering admission into hospital just for assessment.

No, he'll be fine. He just needs some food and some rest.

Innit, Frank?

OK. Can you wait here? I'll talk it over with my consultant.

Frank, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to, Frank.

He said he was going to put me on the game, Frank.

He needs money, he owes some money, Frank

You bought these clothes.

We can go to the cash point and get me some more money, please.

-I beg you. I beg you, Frank.

-Fucking move it.

Come on.

Right, now get your fucking card out and let's do this.

Come on.

Type it.

Sweet.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Is that it?

Where's the cash?

Where's the fucking cash, Frank?

I thought there was money.

We must have spend it all. I bought her clothes.

You said he was loaded, you fucking whore.

Now you know.

Wait!

Wait! I've got cash, I've got cash in the flat.

How much?

Two, three thousand.

You can have it all.

But you leave her alone.

Fine.

Come here.

Come on. Fuck.

DOORBELL RINGS

BANGING ON DOOR

Lynette, get the door.

-BANGING ON DOOR

-It's fine.

Right, you've got your money. Now we'll go.

-What the fuck are you guys doing here?

-We need our money.

What money?

The money for the gun.

Fuck it. Take five.

Now fuck off, like.

Wait, wait. What the fuck!

What's this?

What the fuck is this, bruv? You trying to take the piss?

This money is fake.

When did you get that money, Frank

25 years ago.

Army hush money.

Danny, stop joking about, bruv. Stop joking about.

We owe for the gun!

Bruv, we need the money!

Danny, man. Stop this, bruv.

-Hey, Danny, stop!

-I'm not fucking having this!

Frank. Frank, what's the matter?

I'm fine.

Come on. I'm going to get you some help.

No, it's a very important brand to us.

They've been with us for...

No, I realise that.

If you didn't get the e-mail...

Well, you can come in whenever you like and...

But of course we'll make time for you.

Look, I'm really sorry, Anna, I'm going to have to call you back.

No, I know.

Just five minutes, I promise. I'll call you back in five minutes.

Can I help you?

-Yeah, are you Christine Cadwald?

-Yeah.

It's about your dad.

I don't have a dad.

Yes, you do, man.

Hello, Chrissie.

Who's this?

Lola.

Can I see her?

Can I hold her?

It will be all right.

It will be fine.

It's OK.

Boo!

Sh-sh-sh.

My little baby girl.