All language subtitles for London.Kills.Me.1991.720p.BluRay.x264-[YTS.LT]

No, I don't care.

I don't care.

Wait, do you fancy coming to a party
tonight?

I know a great way to do it, don't you?

Come on, what did you say?

What do you want?

I've got £40, please.

I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll do you
five golds and two turtles, all right?

Three turtles, please.

Come on, this is fucking good gear.

I've got £40.

Listen, I've got bills to pay.

And listen, look, look at those. These
are beautiful.

These are beautiful.

Two turtles.

There you go.

Here, you'll love these, all right?

I'm looking for a job.

No. No, listen, come with me.

She's nice.

Burns!

Hey!

Good working.

Going to array.

Oh, yeah?

Is something happening? Yeah, Sylvie's
happening.

Sylvie? Muff Diver. Muff Diver?

It will be.

Please meet Muff Diver.

Squad.

Who's this guy?

Oh, hi, Colin. Are you all right?

How are you doing at the moment?

I've got like two nice little bits and
pieces at the moment. I've got eggs,

of these posse.

Don't be a fool.

Selling?

Are you looking for Mr. G?

Yeah.

You're about ready for Mr. G, I reckon.

But he just wants to know that you're
properly organized and everything.

Do you know what I mean?

Yeah.

Yeah, no, I appreciate it.

Okay, I'll fix it.

Who's that geezer?

That's Clint.

You owe me some money, Mr. Clinton.

I swear, I swear I got nothing.

Don't you carry him, boy.

You strip.

Yeah.

Strip. I said strip.

Strip.

Where's that boy gone to?

You're right about him.

He needs us, his mates.

I mean, that's why I'm getting us a
plate.

Do you need someone yourself?

He looks like a fucking lizard.

It's the universe.

Shoes.

Shoes.

In the shoe.

In the shoes?

Chew the shoe, boy.

Chew the shoe.

Do it.

Fuck off!

Why don't we go somewhere?

Just you and me.

What sort of music do you like?

Well, I'll tell you what my particular
taste is, right?

I, uh, I like, wait, wait, wait.

I like, um, House and Hendrix. Yeah.
Yeah, the three H's are for me, eh?

Oh, God, this is a dread party.

It's Clint's idea again, eh?

I tell you, I'll finish this sick life.

This eating shit fucking life.

I'm getting a job.

When? Tomorrow.

You meet me, Maureen. You meet me at 10
.15 outside the diner tomorrow morning.

I'll show you I conduct an interview
with an employer.

Shh, don't. Don't be hasty, Clint.

You better find yourself some clothes
first, man.

Have a heart.

Muff Diver.

He brings these things on himself.

I mean, they don't happen to me.

I want you both to know.

Now, at this moment, in the whole
history of the world,

it's my birthday.

I'm 20 years old!

Say happy birthday, Muff Diver.

Your birthday, Clint.

Yeah, well, I'm just glad I spent it
with your friends.

They won't let him in Subterranea like
that.

They've got a very strict dress policy.

I don't care what your mother says,
Sato.

I think it's very fetching.

You look lovely.

Good start

Get the fuck out of here!

I need to learn that jumper.

What's wrong with the time?

You don't understand, Busy B. I've got a
job interview this morning.

Big interview, dear.

So what drugs are you going to give me,
Danny?

Mr Clint Eastwood.

You need any washings on?

What? Car cleaned, washing by hand,
gardening by hand.

No. You need any black hash?

Maybe. What the thing?

Your Clint, yeah?

Yeah. Yeah.

Mr. Clint.

How you doing?

Listen, do you think you can do like
what your friend promised me?

What exactly did my friend promise you?

Give me a job here.

She said the manager's a wally, but you
know the manager intimately close, she

said. Yeah, I'm the manager, Mr.
Hemingway.

Yeah? Yeah.

Oh, this is you.

Yeah. Cool photos, sturdy chairs, top
people sitting.

Yeah, yeah, okay.

Underneath it all, you might be a good
kid.

Work experience.

Have you actually ever had a job?

I could pick it from the plate.

All right.

Okay, okay.

Everybody's got to start somewhere.

This is decent work once you get the
hang of it. Just don't mess around with

okay?

Okay. Okay.

Now, come in.

Tuesday morning, I feel someone's going
to walk out on me on that day.

Clean yourself up and do one thing.

Just one thing.

You understand?

I can't have foot gear like that in my
place. There's disease there. Film

come in here. So no new shoes.

No job.

No job.

Back out on the street. Back out on the
street.

Shit.

Put it there, Mr Hemingway.

I wish all my problems were of that cool
order.

I'll see you Tuesday. With the shoes.

I start Tuesday.

Everything's all fixed up. There's just
one thing I need.

A pair of shoes.

Good shoes. Great shoes, Mum.

Oh, well, that's it. The job's out,
then. I mean, it's a dead end. Listen,

these people have got shoes. Look, hush
puppies, DMs, brogues, loafers, high

tops, low tops.

Give me one single reason why she'll get
some. Because you're a fool.

Hey. What time's up?

Do you want anything, Ash?

Me? No.

What's the matter with you? What's the
matter?

Lovely gentleman, mate.

Hey, Vaughan.

Hi. What?

What?

Come on, I'll do it in cheap.

I'll do it in cheap. Cool, man.

I mean, why for fuck's sake? Because
what's my wife doing, you know? It's

together. I can make it without you.
Yeah, sure. Where's the shoes? You can't

put me down.

Because the shoe is due.

Like my arse is due. You've got no money
for shoes.

Well, I'll work for you until Tuesday.

No, you don't even work for me now.

I mean, you're just not professional.

Yeah, and there's our new home, yeah?

Our office suite.

It's ready for business occupation,
right?

Well, go in there now, yeah?

It's a penalty set.

Yeah, I've said.

You know, I had to sleep out last night
and I'm starving.

It's deadly.

Hey, I don't want to see her.

She's business, man.

She's always wanting it. Well, she's
drugs business, man.

No, come on, let's go.

Let's just cut it there.

No, no, don't, don't. Rudy, Rudy, come
and talk to these people about Bohemia.

What?

If you're definite, we're not going to
be let down.

I can't be away too much and sleep in
the gutter.

What about Sylvie? Is she definite?

What?

With you?

You with Sylvie? You keep saying her
name like that.

How do you know her, anyway?

I've known her for so long, I can
remember when she didn't drink.

Well, how come I haven't seen her
before, then? Oh, she's in the drug re

Turkey's back on, eh?

Ta -da! These people.

I mean, they've got cars, clothes,
houses.

Shoes. Maisonettes.

Let's go and get ours.

There's some weird people in there.

Tom Tom said it's a whole luxury place.

The owner's done a runner. He's some big
criminal or something.

So we've probably got three months of
total mod con.

Great. Total con mods.

Right, in through the window. I'll take
that.

The shoe is due.

The new shoe is overdue.

Which floor is it?

Um, top.

Go on.

I'll keep a sharp lookout.

Just don't look down. You'll be fine.

You're doing fucking great. You're like
Spider -Man.

Satsang with Mooji

Found us a place to live.

See you later.

Shall we go?

We've got a place.

14 Whitehall Gardens. Top flat, okay?

Okay, that'll be 60.

No, they are. I took one the other
night, and it was really nice.

So I'll see you around. Okay. All right,
sir. Have a nice trip.

How you doing, Brent?

Oh, very well. Club's busy?

Aye, very good, you know, particularly a
long weekend, you see, so there's lots

of demand in the clubs up west.

I could easily shift a couple of hundred
through the bouncers, you know. I got

most of them their jobs, so they always
deal through me. Here you go. Good boy.

Good boy.

Have you got any more?

More?

Fuck it.

I'm really short of supplies right now,
you know.

No word does, Mr. G's lady. Speak to you
now.

Yeah, I've heard. We need him.

I've found a suprematist.

Got us a luxury business, babe.

Us? What, all of us? Yeah, you'll have
your own room.

My own room?

Oh, I'll drink to that.

Burns, your posse needs you.

I did good, right?

In getting out of this place, Marth.

Yeah, didn't I say I'd take care of you?

We need shoes with these carpets.

We could really do something here.

Yeah, parties.

I mean, as a business base.

And I could kiss her here.

Yeah, this is just the venue for a first
kiss.

Sylvie won't even turn up. She'll come.

She's desperate.

Even if she does come, she's not going
to stay with us.

Oh, boy.

Yes. Oh.

Yes.

You need a room here, Sylvie.

Only the best for you.

Aye, only the very best.

Yeah, we're going to fix it up and
everything, aren't we, Burns?

Furniture, hot water.

Cold water, even.

Where's little Clint?

Has he got his clothes on? Yeah, how
about a spliff?

Bike?

Give us a two to two.

I'm on my way.

Walking.

For work.

Not for best.

What work? Are you dealing for someone
else? No, in the diner.

They're pretty.

Except they don't fit me.

So what exactly is happening in here,
then?

Oh, fucking no.

This is exclusively my room. Yeah,
granted, it's just that there's been a

drawback. There's no drawback. Listen to
me. I climbed the drainpipe. Look, it's

a double room that interests me. Yeah,
but does it interest the other person?

Yes, it does. It does interest them.

My arse it interests.

What other person is it?

There's no other person.

I'm the only other person you've got.

I love her.

So, how would you like to have this
room?

You haven't. Yeah, the four were not the
best.

Will that man really give you a job?

Yeah. Well, looks like, um, little Clint
settled in here nicely, haven't you,

little man?

Well, wouldn't they suit you, Sylvie?

Nice booze in it.

Nice mattress.

Nice muff diver on top of you.

Listen, glimp boy, are you sure this is
what you want?

Burns, the point isn't moot. I'm going
to wear the boot.

The old muff diver's starting to get
pretty heavy with people.

He wasn't always like that.

He was sweet.

Then you and him go to school together.

Through this day, Burns, me and Muff
stole a whole load of LSD from this boy

school.

There's this other boy who wanted acid
really badly.

So Muff got the stuff and went to him
and sold it to him for a lot of money.

We were in the school cloakroom.

And Muff had the money in his hand.

His whole face just brightened up like
I'd never seen it before.

Oh, you will.

Here, give him a try.

Oh, great, Burns.

Thanks. Listen, I really appreciate
this. I tell you, I'll never let you

promise you. What happens if it rains?

Olé.

I don't know why you don't just buy a
cheap pair of shoes. You know, I'm not

sure these are right for restaurant
work.

Clint is skin.

Sue, wait.

Sylvie? All your little things laid out
neat.

Tidy.

My little things too.

Do you take snacks?

Clint does.

Off and on.

I prefer drugs of illusion.

Please, must I? Just give me 30.

Fucking 30?

Bike.

Tom, Tom, what's he saying to me? He's
saying give me fucking 30.

Yeah, that's all.

What's the boy want?

He wants 30 A's and 30 E's to sell
tonight.

You've got no chance.

Come on, man, you're a jerk -off now. I
can't take you seriously as a salesman.

30 acid and 30 ecstasy. And some ME35.

Sailor return.

I'm a shit -hot salesman.

A1 like everyone in here.

Come on, lost diver, you know what it's
for.

The footwear is just there. It's in the
shop waiting for me. Yeah, Mr Poet?

Well, last time I leaned forward with
you, you took half the stuff yourself

gave away the rest.

A good price for me, a good price for
you.

That's how I get the new shoe.

Yeah, he hasn't had the childhood I've
had.

Messages from there are still reaching
me.

Sexually abused, my father shooting me
up with H when I was 13.

Exactly my point. What? You're not used
to paying for it.

And he got murdered.

You be careful, sonny, or you'll get
murdered too.

Children's homes, probation officers,
trials, beatings, shit.

Yeah, yeah.

All I want is some fucking shoes to get
my life started.

Look, you know me.

I'm stubborn.

I'm just nervous about Sylvie, you know.
When I look at her, I can't understand

why she isn't mine.

Anyway, here's the stuff you wanted to
sell.

And a bit of bush.

I knew you'd come through.

Oh, look.

Look.

Slowly, slowly.

You are not. I say not.

I repeat, not blowing up a balloon.

Business.

You're in love with those shoes.

Do they fit?

I'm your neighbour, Dr Bubba.

This morning, why didn't you come in
through the front door?

Show me.

Are they not a little floppy, my boy?

You need a size less, I imagine. Take
them off.

Now, let me see.

Mr. Rutherford, sleep over there, has a
smaller foot and a kinder nature.

Poor boy.

No, no, it's okay. I'll fit with these.

Wait.

Your foot and mine are entirely equal.

Clearly you have a preference for the
open toe, latest fashion.

May I offer you my sandals?

Do you have strange powers, Dr. Boba?

If I had strange powers, what would you
want me to do for you?

Mr.

Hash?

Nice hash.

E -1 -E.

I'll give you some good aim.

Hash.

E -A -J -1.

Hash.

Hey, listen, I've got some fantastic...

Just

tip it on your tongue, yeah? You'll feel
a tiny little fizz.

Yeah, how much?

20. These are going quickly.

How many do you want? Ten? I'll do a
reduced price for ten. Three. Three?

little Ray, if I tell you you're buzzed
on these, they'll fucking kill you.

Okay, so you give us the cash, yeah, and
stay here. Where are you going?

I'll be five minutes.

No. All right, two and a half.

I can't carry this stuff around with me.

Come on, man, you see me around, I'm on
this fucking corner every night.

Yeah, okay, listen, if you're not
satisfied, I'll refund your money, I

you. You'll be back tomorrow.

You got the game, Mr. Eastwood?

It shows the money.

I'm working on it, Mr. Hemingway. I'm
working on the shoes.

With my cooling to chill me. Chill me.

Germans.

Tourists.

Free money, man.

These are my beauties.

Welcome to London.

It kills me. It kills me too.

You need a place to stay. We have.

We're expensive.

Let me help you.

I'm a hotelier. I've got my own house.
Eastwood House.

A hostel for young people in need.

This place will chill you. Is there
heating in the rooms? Yes, underfloor

heating, overfloor heating, ensuite
bathrooms, everything you could desire.

How much? How much do you pay?

£35 .50 every night. You've been
destroyed. You've been ripped off.

May I help you?

So tell me, what is your name? Mr. Glenn
Eastwood. Pleased to meet you, ma 'am.

So, Mr. Eastwood.

All yours?

All mine, all four stories. This hotel
is very cool. Yeah, it's really a very

great place.

So, uh, this is your room.

Okay.

The rent's super -paying.

Yes.

Now, Mr. Eastwood?

Yeah, and on the button. And no
traveler's checks accepted.

Yeah, man, this is somebody else's room,
yeah? Oh, listen, Burns, he's moving

out tonight.

Cash.

Okay, man, here's the cash.

Thank you.

Okay, so, uh... Make those comfortable.

At least for them.

Listen, I'll take these over, all right?

No!

General! Why not, eh?

All right, Faulkner. I tell you guys,
I've had a great day at the office.

You know, I can be a sweet dealer when I
put my wine through.

Yeah, well, we had a good day. Excuse
me. Shop for the squad. Yeah, and not

item paid for.

arms up and smashed him on the table.
Why?

I'm kicking.

Can't they take you in the rehab?

They already threw me out.

Drug taking.

Oh, yes.

Oh, wait for it.

And here you go.

Oh, yes. Is this for me?

No, not quite.

Here, put yourself in my hands.

Chance would be a fine thing.

There, that's better.

No, it's all right for a derelict. It's
never a disaster.

Isn't he sweet?

Oh, Clint's so good -looking.

Apart from the feet and the skin
disease.

Oh, find me a man, someone.

I've won today.

We're looking after an elf falconer.

Christ. The thing is, Sylvie, people
don't realise what hard work it is

corks for a living.

What a skill on a trade it is.

Like bricklaying.

The public think, oh, a few minutes' jaw
work and there you are, tax -free

millions. It's dirty, risky and
exhausting, your little head bobbing up

for hours on end.

Followed by a mouse with a snore. I
don't want to hear about it, Faulkner.

getting a proper job as a waiter.

There's still prostitution.

I want to see you.

Are you seeing me now? No.

We should do something cultural
together.

Come on, you've always liked me.

Yeah, I do. I do like you.

You won't stay with Mustiver.

He doesn't know it yet.

You've made him fall in love with you.

He's not feeling he's accustomed to.

Stop it.

You're going to let him down.

Stop it now.

What do you want, Sylvie?

What you've got.

Look, you've got to stick with him,
okay?

He's the only one who knows what the
fuck's going on.

A lady outside, won't you, yeah?

It's a guy you're looking for? Yeah.
What do you want? Ed Lee.

What's that?

I really want to see them. Yeah.

Is she in a good mood? Oh, you know,
Eddie, you can never tell. Hey, what's

of the pictures?

La Dolce Vita.

Oh, yeah?

What's that? Oh, come on.

Why do I have to help them?

Why doesn't the fucking state do
anything?

I'm not a fucking doctor, am I?

Can't put that down as Japanese.

It's because I am strong and rich.

that these people come to me every day
because they know I'm too guilty and

to refuse them.

These

are

Indian, Mexican.

Sell them if you can.

Gracias. Ciao.

Hadley, I'm here.

Oh, I know, dear. I can hear you
scratching.

Hey, parrot nose.

Do you want some bush to get out of your
face?

It's a toucan.

A Cyrano.

Now, I require some of that bush, Clint.
I intend to get very high. Listen,

Hadley, this stuff is fucking steep.

Yes. Don't!

Rub dog shit into my carpet.

Sorry.

Listen, you haven't got any better shoes
lying around, have you?

Doesn't matter if they're only brogues.

Buy some.

You street dealers earn a lot more than
I do.

Or does that other one, the rough boy,
Bill Sykes, control you?

What are you writing about?

I've got Fitzgerald's books.

No, it's something about the
representation of black women in film.

Women noir.

No.

Adelaide, you really know how to enjoy
yourself.

Come. No, Adelaide, I've got to go. I've
got to get some new shoes lined up.

Oh, no, come.

You want to eat, don't you?

Oh.

This is worse.

This is his cheek.

of days outworn, when beauty lived and
died as flowers do now.

Have you been in your room all this
time?

Get wiping, man.

Wipe your own shit.

Excuse me.

What's that, man?

Mr G's coming to see Muff Diver.

What for?

Muff's going to do a big buy, keep us
all going for weeks.

Yeah, but we've got to sell it on the
street.

Great.

Good, everyone.

Sylvie? Boardroom.

Right. This is an executive meeting of
the top executives of myself, Muff

Sylvie, and Clint Eastwood Limited.

No.

PLC.

What's PLC?

Posse Limited Company.

What are you doing there?

What, you want to speak?

Right, blank.

You're always in charge of everything.

Yeah.

That's because I've got the initiative.

It's the three of us, right? Three mates
doing this shit together.

Yeah, but doing what, though? What
exactly?

It's tonight we're going big.

After Mr G...

This posse can deal E,

A, M25, M26 to the whole district.

We've got the contacts, the premises,
the staff.

Come on, the market's expanding. You
know it is.

It's just supply and demand. I mean,
those cats out there cannot get high

enough.

Of course, there can't afford to be no
weak links.

Weak links we take care of.

Sounds good.

Sounds great.

Yeah?

Well, say yeah.

You can't boss me around.

You don't suit me.

I go my own way.

Look, let's give it a chance.

Let's get somewhere, all of us.

I mean, just think, in two years' time,
you'll be able to buy your own shoe

shop.

Right, Mr G's going to be here any
minute.

So let's make a good impression, eh?

Meetings adjourned.

Bike, don't slow things down.

Keep it moving.

Burns, how's the special cool lighting
coming on?

Well, it's on.

Tom, Tom.

Now, you used to be a master chef, yeah?

Now, if they want drinks, have you got
any eyes?

Because Mr. G's only used to the best,
you know?

Burns, fix the fucking lights!

Kindly remove your shoes.

Mr. G.

Yeah, Mr. Wolfman. How's it going? Ah,
Mr.

Eastwood. Ah, yeah, Mr. Eastwood. The
lights in our room have been

onwards and upwards like a discotheque,
yeah. What room?

Mr. Eastwood has rent out the room,
open, upstairs.

Who are these people?

Our Mr. Eastwood is our landlord here.
He said we could have the room for a few

days, you know, chill out and stuff.
It's cool.

What, are you sleeping in my room
upstairs?

But it was rented to us.

How do you call it? All in.

All in what?

What are you doing in my room in this
chair? I don't know anything about this,

Burns. I promise you.

Burns? I call that really low down.

Well, that's for you little fritty.

Well, Mr Chee, I'm Muff Diver.

You can't choose your neighbours, do you
know what I mean?

Wood Hotel.

Speak English, you punks. Please,
please. Come upstairs. We've got some

some drink, some sanity.

Please. Sorry.

Sorry.

Shit.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Mrs G.

Welcome.

Welcome. This is my humble posse.

I'm really sorry about all that
confusion down there. Anyway, do come

Make yourselves comfortable.

Sit down.

Just organise some refreshments for you.

Next time you do something like that,
I'm going to take you apart bit by bit.

Burns.

So, what's on the menu, Tom -Tom?

Nuts. Nuts?

Yeah, OK.

Cool, yeah. So, nice to see you.

What can I get you to drink?

Burns?

Well, now what we have is a bit of live
entertainment.

For your pleasure.

May I present my lovely assistant,
Sylvie.

Ladies and gentlemen, Illusion.

Is it real?

Or is it false?

No one wants too much reality.

We all know that.

When have I been here before?

It's Jimmy's place.

Tom, Tom. Oh, yeah.

Do you want to come this way, please?
Yeah, all right. Do you want to go

through, or rather up on a roof?

Mrs G, would you like to come through,
please?

All right.

Goodbye.

Have you known Mr. B, then? You mean Mr.
G?

Mr. G?

Yeah. Oh, that's right.

Sorry, I was thinking... I made some
money today, Sylvie.

I wanted to give you some.

Wow! What about your shoes?

Oh, don't worry about that.

I'll take care of that tomorrow.

And I start work the next day.

I'm feeling really confident about
things.

I need to get out of London.

Let's go.

Let's go to the countryside tomorrow.

I know a great place where there's not
too many farmers.

What do you say?

Yeah, OK.

Yeah.

Give us the upfront investment now, as
arranged, and we'll deliver everything

you ordered in two days.

And, uh, Mr G?

Both of you.

I tell you, I've got the best on -street
salesman in the area.

I mean, my people are hand -trained.

And as you know, dealing's no longer for
amateurs.

I want to get a smooth home delivery
service going.

Bikes, couriers, totally organised.

Hashes to go.

Call a snort.

Dial a spliff.

Like in Chicago.

Hand -trained, you say?

Yeah. Yeah.

Hand -trained by whom?

Mr. G.

Me.

See, the way I...

What the hell was that?

Where the fuck is it?

Sir! You useless bastards!

Mr G thinks I'm a total jerk -off.

An idiot, fool, prick.

Total arsehole!

Who's got it?

Who's got it?

You?

You desperate old man.

Love diver.

It was you.

Uh, look, uh, Fark's brother was here at
one point, man.

Huh?

It's the tourists.

You and me.

Thank you.

I fixed those lights in, man.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

You should be an electrician, man.

I am an electrician.

It's just that I'm no doing it at the
moment, you know, professionally, like.

There's not a lot of work around for
electricians.

Still, I never thought I'd be doing what
I am doing, you know, being bodyguard

for a guy called Muff Diver.

Walking around with LSD sticking to my
scrotum.

You going somewhere?

There are fresh country air up our
nostrils, Faulkner.

All of you?

No.

Oh, there are some days when you know
you're just not gonna get out.

Are we still on?

For the outing.

Remember, you said... Yeah.

What are

you wanting

here?

I'm calling a board meeting.

No, no, no, no, no.

You're up to something.

The shoe is through.

Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!

to the country for the day, for Christ's
sake.

Oh.

The Tsar.

Why don't we all catch a bit of tea
side, then?

Get out of the filth.

We are the filth, dear.

The prince has got a place he fancies.

I can't go.

I've got to buy some shoes.

I start work tomorrow morning.

That's a great idea to get out.

What, with Mr G angry with us and all?

Hey, Tom -Tom.

Fancy taking a trip?

I would.

I should give you a bath.

Now?

Yes.

Before we go. Come on.

Come on.

What are you looking like that for?

Don't be afraid of me.

But you wouldn't want to hold my hand,
would you?

I want to talk to you.

What would you say, baby?

I want to know all about you.

Where you've come from.

Your mum and dad.

What you're doing.

You know, I just want you to talk to me.

Incredible.

You know, the police should stop certain
people from having kids.

I hate people who blame their fucking
parents for everything.

Me too.

The bath, maybe.

I like it when he's like this.

Don't go thinking about his money.

Where's me fucking money, you fucking
bastard?

We're the same blood.

You can kill them.

You can just wipe me out.

You should.

Go on, then.

Touch me.

I make him feel soft He hates anybody
who does that to him

Even you Sylvie I

wonder why he wants to be so hard

Let's go to the country.

Yes.

I've been through all that, man, been
through it.

Morning, daughter -in -law.

Hello.

Hey, do you want anything?

Bush? Gorbis?

Turtles?

You fancy some country grass?

This grass will fly you into the eternal
moment.

Can't you talk about nothing else?

What?

Um... Tree bark.

Foliage.

Music.

I've been a junkie for...

Ten years, man.

And I tell you, druggies are boring.

Small -minded.

Stupid.

You know, the people are enough to put
you off taking stuff.

Don't you know nothing else?

I want to, Tom -Tom.

Jimi Hendrix

You must have been a real bully at
school, man.

Don't go too deep, man.

Your spliff will go out.

Grab the stick.

Don't be stupid.

Where's he going?

With my money.

He must have seen a pair of shoes.

Is it you?

It is you.

It would be you.

These are my friends.

And that's Sylvie.

Hello.

Moff!

Are you coming in, then?

Don't get the wrong idea, but you
haven't come for anything, have you?

money, Mum.

What have you and Mum been doing?

I can guess.

No.

Yeah.

What is it?

Wait, dead?

It's Japanese.

Thank you.

I always bring you something.

Yeah.

I want a picture of Dad.

Have you still got that one of the three
of us?

Er, I'll have to have a look for it.

Why?

Didn't you keep much from the old house?

Some.

Do you want to leave your machine
outside?

Oh, he takes that everywhere with him,
love.

Oh. Well, tell him to wipe his tyres.

Wipe your tyres.

How are you, love?

All right.

You looking after my Clint?

Yeah, we're taking care of him. Good
boy.

Hi.

You've done well, Mum.

How much did you pay for it, love?

I don't know.

That's a cracking fire you've got in
there. Do you mind if Tom -Tom takes his

clothes off in front of it?

My husband will be back in a minute.

Thanks. Come on, Tom, come on.

We won't be long, love.

Stone will be back soon.

Not me dad.

Mum's new husband.

Stoneface. He's not new. We've been
together eight years.

Hey, Muff. I wish I'd known he was
coming.

I wish I'd known, Lily.

I thought we were going to the seaside,
Clint. You didn't tell me you wanted to

see your mum.

Stone.

You know, on Saturdays he dresses up as
Elvis.

Oh, aye.

I used to do that.

It's my guts.

Have you come on for a slap?

Look at the mud on those dust boots.

How long have you been here, then?

A year.

It was derelict.

We've saved it.

You've done a good job. You ought to be
proud of yourself.

I've given it all I love and attention.

Yeah.

I'm going for a shower.

I wish I had a house.

He's a sweetheart.

Is he?

Little Clint. Yeah, he is.

His daddy's addicted to everything.

You name it.

And violent.

What he did to me.

Someone chopped him up.

It's a good job.

What a life.

I thought mine was over.

and I moved into Johnstone's.

You know, Sylvie, he loves me.

He has me three times a day.

Sometimes more.

Not so fair, isn't it?

Sylvie's coming back.

Yeah.

Good morning.

Who's that blackie down in the yard,
love?

Has your boy come back, Lynn?

For good or what?

I don't know, son.

What do you want to do with him?

It's either side, Missy.

Who else is here?

John!

Hey, Kaven.

Not well.

How are you?

I wonder if you're lonesome tonight.

You know, someone said, all the world's
a stage.

And each must play a part.

Fade had me playing... playing in

love with you as my sweetheart.

Act One was where we met.

I loved you at first glance.

You read your lines so cleverly and
never missed a cue.

Then came Act Two.

Fuckin' hell!

I must have been stuck up by some moron.

Somebody shoved you in an acid bath.

I've got a job stone.

What kind of strange little boy are you?

Don't you touch me again.

Still using check lint?

Now, Dan, reply.

You're an addict, therefore a complete
liar.

Your mother loves you.

What have you done all these years?
Break her heart.

Apologize to her

What? They're going out tonight.

Are you looking at that sandwich or
eating it?

I'm eating it.

Good boy.

What time are you coming back?

I won't be late.

Mum?

Stay. Oh, stay, Clint.

Stone says it's okay.

Who's shoes have you got on? You left
these.

No.

Now you give them back, Clint.

You take it out on me.

You can't do it.

I'll start work tomorrow, Mum.

Oh, Clint.

Elvis Aaron Presley.

Thank you.

What a fabulous man, Dr. Butler.

What about these people?

What are they doing?

What do they want?

If you don't mind my asking you, how do
you all feel?

Okay. Happy.

Very calm.

Sexy.

Are you all right?

Dr. Bubba is doing his laughing
meditation.

I can't believe this.

Some fucker stole my shoes.

Come on, it's one of you.

Fucking give me my shoes.

Who's got my fucking shoes?

Dr. Bubba, someone stole my shoes.

Some religious fucker stole my new
shoes.

Do you think you could fix me another
pair of boots?

Ah, that is nick good. I understand
nick.

What are you doing, Sylvie?

Don't follow me round.

Where are you going now?

Jesus, the moth diver's taking me out.

Let's go for a drink first.

Come on, it's only a few hours before I
start work.

Got anything?

I'm retired.

I've got a day job.

Hey, you!

We've got to finish with him.

You mustn't get dependent.

But we need him.

Look at us.

People like us. We're wasted shit.

He'll take us down.

Can't do fucking nothing for ourselves.

At least he's got a dream.

Yeah, of money.

Only of money.

Powerful people.

They're the worst.

He'll try and take you over.

Hi, babe.

You look nice.

Listen, I'm taking Sylvie out for a bit
of grub and then we're going off to a

rave, so can you give me the money you
owe me for the 30 and the ones you

haven't sold, yeah?

They were a bus, Muff. I lost it all in
there.

Oh, right.

Well, thanks for the day out, man.

I won't be working for you no more.

I'll start my job tomorrow.

Yeah?

Clint. I won't let anything as bad as
that happen to you.

Yeah, well, have a good evening, Alan,
all right?

I won't let them do it to you, Clint.

I promise you that.

Hey, where's my jumper?

Hey!

Where's my jumper?

Not so much, eh?

You don't want to pull your gear. Get
out!

You don't move now. Stay down here for
some time.

Some men are looking for you, boys.
Curtsy, the previous occupant, they

love you. Come on, you son of a... Oh,
no, boys!

This squad is closed.

You must die, sir. Why?

Someone's looking for him. This young
man's my personal assistant.

Come here.

I have some money on the roof of my
shoes.

I've got to get it. They won't let you
up there, boy.

And you must warn your other friends.

Friends?

Fuck off!

You better get away from here, Bernie.

You leave him alone, you fucking
bastard!

Yeah, I don't think I've got much
choice.

And yesterday you left all independent.

Just for a little while.

Yeah, well, who's taking the drugs?

That's why I've got nothing.

Yeah, well, what used you to me then?
Did you get your shoes?

What the fuck happened to you? It's a
long story.

Clint,

a bit lower. Just go a bit lower.

Yeah.

Oh!

You just need my cheeks.

I'm not going no further.

I thought you wanted to earn some money.

Hedley?

Ah, hello.

How are you?

Don't stop. Carry on.

Am I allowed to come in?

Well, no, not quite yet.

All right, if I take a shower then?

Steve! Steve!

I'm not getting into nothing weird.

I've been sexually abused before.

And I've only got tonight to find a pair
of shoes or get some money to buy some

tomorrow morning.

Listen, Hedley, I'm asking you.

You just give me... Give me some fucking
money! No.

Hedley, I've got fuck all.

I've got fuck all!

Just give me 30 quid. 30! 30 fucking
quid!

Give me 30 quid, Hedley. Give me 30
fucking quid!

Absolutely not.

Headley! Hey, Headley! God damn it!

Can I use this?

Where's my fucking jumper?

There they are.

Burns, I got my job waiting for me right
now, this minute.

Oh, no, you're coming with me, my wee
man. Where are we going?

See the boss.

He wants a word with you. In here.

Come on. No, no, you'll be looking
inside. Come on, inside.

What are you two playing at?

Listen, the owner of that squats after
us.

It's a fact. He's very pissed off.

So we're going to get away for a while
just to chill out.

Aye, well, it's been good.

I'll see you.

Take care of yourself.

I'm disguising myself as a goth in order
to get out of town without trouble.

And Sylvie's going as a gothess.

Yeah, Mr Goth, and I start working about
ten minutes' time.

The shoe has come true.

Yeah, yeah.

Sit down. You get your birthday present.

Yeah?

Dinner!

Oh, thank you. Happy birthday, Clint,
for whenever. You know, they're your

And you're going to go disguise as a
skinhead. Yeah, so get your boots on and

we'll get your hair off.

Yeah.

Be fucking cool, man. You be fucking
cool.

Christ.

Dave.

I looked you in everything.

You and Sylvie.

Cliff? Cliff, man, what's happening?

Where are you going?

Cliff, man, what the fuck's happening?

What's the matter with you, man?

Is Mr. Hemingway here?

Oh, yeah, I don't know.

It's bizarre.

So here I am, Mr. Hemingway.

This is me, as arranged.

The job's not gone to another?

No, no, it hasn't.

Okay, kid, let's take a look at you.

You know, I'm counting on this gig.

What do you say, Mr. Hemingway?

The boot is cute, yeah?

The boot is a hoot, right?

Thank you.

It's all right, yeah?

Breakfast,

dinner, tea, supper will be an evening
meal, a nice evening meal.

People come in here, you know, film
stars, people even use it. They're all

there, all the time, you know.

Just come in here, I'll put that in
there, just ask the man, Mr.

Clint, OK?

Yeah.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.