Original subtitles

- (chatter) - (man) Two pints of stout, love.

- Large Scotch. - Coming up.

She's off.

So... plumber. Feeling better tonight, are we?

Why don't you, er... come down the allotments?

Down the allotments?

When?

Well, I'm heading off now.

Why don't you come down in a bit?

All right, plumber... don't mind if I do.

All right, plumber, don't mind if I do.

(mutters) All right, plumber, don't mind if I do.

(mutters) Must write down that Dog and Beggar thing...

(sighs)

I'm going out, Spider.

Gonna meet your father.

(door closes)

(mutters) This is the last time I saw her alive...

Yeah, is that right?

Oh, shi... Oh, fuck!

(Yvonne laughs drunkenly)

Oh!

(laughs)

- Oh, are you all right, then? - Ooh, I am now!

You took a terrible bang there.

- Oh, take the fucking things off! - I've got it.

- All right? - Mm. You all right?

I will be in a minute.

(giggles)

Ooh! This way.

- You gonna take me right in there? - Gonna take you right in there.

Oh, yeah, I've got something to show you all right.

- Oh, innit lovely? - Home sweet home.

There...

(loud chatter)

- Oh, er... - (man) Two large Scotch...

...er, pint of bitter, three gin, seven bags of crisps...

...and twenty Embassy, please, mate. - What can I get you, dear?

Oh, I'm looking for my husband.

- Oi, she's looking for her husband! - Who's your husband, dear?

- Bill. - Bill who?

Bill Cleg.

Bill Cleg...

- Bill, you're wanted! - (men laugh)

Is he here?

Not if he's got any sense, he ain't.

Bill Cleg? I don't know him. Regular, is he?

No, er...

Well, at least I don't think so.

Sorry, dear.

Can I get you something?

No. Thank you.

(cackling laughter)

(train passes)

(panting)

(clang)

(mutters)

(yawns)

She looks like my mummy.

I wish he...

...hadn't killed her.

It's not... Was it Spider who...?

(drops shovel)

(breathes heavily)

Out with the old, eh, plumber?

Out with the old, eh, plumber?

(laughs)

Oi!

(both laugh)

Go on, toast me. It's romantic.

Romantic?

Oh, I've gone all bandy.

- Ah-ah! - Shh!

What? What?! We don't care!

- Shh! - (laughs)

- You'll wake up the neighbours. - My neighbours now, ain't they?

Oh, yeah, that's right. Cos you're mine now.

- That's right. - Just you and me.

(snoring)

(clock ticks)

(mutters)

- (man) No! - (glass smashes)

You bastard!

Bastards!

Keep away, you bastards...

...or I'll...

...do the fucking lot of you!

I am not a Spaniard!

(man) Put it down, Freddy.

Come on.

Do us all a favour.

No-one said you was a Spaniard.

You bastard!

I'll cut...

...your fucking heart out...

...with a trowel!

Don't talk to me about nonchalance!

Stay away! Keep away, you bastards!

- I'll skin you alive! - (glass smashes)

I'm warning you!

I'll cut your heart out! Don't come near me!

I fou... found a pie... piece of glass...

...on the floor.

I found it...

...on the floor.

There it is.

We was worried about that one.

Take your eye out, that would.

(mutters)

Kitchener Street...

How does that sound?

We're gonna go to the shops.

We'll get you... some food.

Just put you in your buggy. There's a good girl.

Right, off we go.

Good girl.

(women chat)

(pub sign creaks)

(grunts)

What you looking at me like that for?

You really have turned into a most peculiar boy recently.

No wonder your father's worried about you.

What's the matter with you?

(mutters) Here's your toast...

Here's your toast.

Dripping, if you want it.

Your father might be home early today.

Be a bloody wonder if everything gets done.

Ask yourself is it worth it.

Yes, it's true we murdered your mother.

Try and think of me as your mother now.

(door opens, then closes)

They told me to go back for the giblets, can you believe it?

Murderer!

- What you saying? - You're both murderers!

(gasps)

Right...

Down the cellar.

I've had enough of this... Come here!

Come back here!

Don't bother coming back!

Murderer!

Bloody hell.

Bloody hell!

Murderer...

- (door closes) - Murderer, both murderers!

(train whistle)

(♪ organ plays Silent Night)

♪ Silent night

- ♪ Holy night - (sings along)

♪ All is calm

♪ All is bright

♪ Round yon virgin

♪ Mother and child

♪ Holy infant so tender and mild

♪ Sleep in heavenly peace

♪ Sleep in heavenly peace ♪

Dennis?

Dennis.

Dennis.

You all right?

Come on, Dennis.

Come here.

I wanna talk to you.

What is the matter with you, Dennis?

Why are you so...

...angry with us?

You're making your mother very unhappy.

She's not my mother.

Not this again.

Who is she, then?

Who is she, Dennis?

Who is she?

She's a tart!

You cheeky monkey.

I should smack your head!

She's a cheap tart!

You killed my mum, you murderer! You bloody murderer!

(cries)

(sobs)

Dennis.

Do... D'you know what you're saying?

Are you daft?

I don't know where you get your ideas from.

You're by yourself too much.

You need some mates.

When I was your age, I had mates.

Every young lad needs... needs mates.

Dennis...

You still think I... I done her in?

Answer me.

Do you think I done her in?

Thank God for that.

All right, let's go home, then.

Come on.

(whispers) Sorry.

Sorry.

All right, then?

All right now.

You sit yourselves down.

I went out...

...and I got something nice for your supper.

(rubs hands)

(knock on door)

Wakey, wakey!

- (knock on door) - Wakey, wakey!

(footsteps in corridor)

(loud knock)

Wakey, wakey!

(Yvonne laughs)

Well, Mr Cleg?

What you looking at me like that for?

Say something, Mr Cleg.

Cat got your tongue?

(mutters)

(mutters) Same woman...

(mutters) Where was it?

Here.

(mutters) That's it, yeah.

Fasten it...

Fasten it... like that.

Yeah... Where was it?

(door opens, then closes)

(chatter)

(giggling)

(chatter continues)

(hammering)

(mutters agitatedly)

(tries door)

(coughs)

Now...

...l'm missing a spare set of keys.

I left them on this table last night.

And when I came down this morning they were gone.

Well?

- Mr Cleg? - (grunts)

What do you know about my spare keys?

- A spare set of keys. - (grunts)

Several keys...

...on a ring.

(mutters)

(mutters) Key...

Mr Cleg!

Not in your room, Mr Cleg...

...this filthy thing!

It will come down.

I ask you again, Mr Cleg.

Where are my keys?

Who...

Who are you?

Don't play dumb with me, my friend.

All right.

You leave me no alternative.

Arms out...

...legs apart.

(sighs)

(thud)

(unzips trousers)

(mutters)

What a magpie you are!

Where have you hidden them...

...eh?

(exhales)

Nothing to say to me, Mr Cleg?

(whispers) No... No...

Nothing.

(tuts)

(kisses)

(laughs under breath)

(door opens, then closes)

(sniffs)

(mutters) It's horrible...

(mutters) What's in the other room?

(mutters)

(door creaks)

(breathes heavily)

(footsteps on path)

(gate swings open, Yvonne's voice)

(Bill's voice)

- Ow! - You all right?

- My hand, you hurt my hand. - Oh, I'm so sorry.

Oh, it's an excuse to give you a bit of a cuddle!

Take care of 'em.

(breathes heavily, grunts)

- (door opens) - (Yvonne) Oh, come on!

(door closes)

Oh, it don't work.

Fucking plumbing don't...

Plumber.

Fucking toilet don't work!

(sighs)

(light snoring)

(creaking)

(knob creaks, gas hisses)

(snores)

(sniffs)

(coughs)

You stay here!

(gas hisses)

(coughs)

(door opens, Bill grunts)

(Bill) No, no...

No!

For God's sake, somebody help me, please!

For God's sake!

(sobs) For God's sake!

You did this!

You did this.

You did your mum in!

You... you killed your mother!

You murdered your mum!

Oh, God... Oh...

What have you done?

What have you done?

(tools fall to the floor)

You ready to come back to us, then, old son?

Y... You got a smoke? You got a smoke, John?

(mutters)

(mutters) Yeah...

Yeah, ta.

(engine starts)

(mutters) lt... It was my mum...

(♪ piano plays Over The Mountains)

Subtitles by Geoff Rowlands Intelfax Media Access