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- Julia!

Don't let him get away!

- I know all about Sarah.

Why have you not told me anything about Sarah?

Do you know what, I'm just so sick and fed up

of your fucking lies all the time!

You're just always lying to me, all the time!

- Listen. - No.

I don't wanna hear anything anymore, alright?

No!

Fuck you!

Fuck you, just get out of my fucking house!

- Well, fuck you!

- You alright, Danny?

Can we come in, love?

You all set, then?

- Excited, son?

- We need to do something about this mop of yours son.

- Long hair will help me stay warm during cold nights.

- You're not climbing Mount Everest, Dan.

- I have to be prepared for all eventualities,

especially when dealing with such unpredictable environments

in which there will be no one but myself to depend on.

- I don't doubt that you're prepared, hon.

Mr. Precaution, aren't you?

Here, take this.

I've put my number in on speed-dial.

Press that one, then that one.

If you want to take a picture, you press that one, okay?

This is for that sleeping bag you want.

- That's not for arcade games.

It's for that sleeping bag, okay?

- Yeah.

- Forgetting something?

- Thank-- - Thank you.

- Now give your mom a kiss.

- Come on.

Grab your stuff.

I'll drop you in town.

Yeah? - Yeah.

- The fucking cheek of it, though.

- Look, she ain't worth you getting all heated up over.

- She's saying I shagged that fucking Sarah Reynolds

or whatever her name is, as if I'd shag that, she's hangin'.

- I thought you did?

- No, I didn't, that's what I'm saying.

- Yeah but to be fair, you have been fucking around,

though, with other girls.

- Yeah, but...

Whose side are you on anyway?

- Yours, obviously.

Look, will you sit down? You're making me nervous.

What, you gonna cry now?

- No, obviously not, I'm just pissed off.

- You're too soft, Nick.

- What're you talking about?

- You doted on Lisa, hand and foot,

and you're just gonna let her dump ya just like that?

- Yeah, well I can't get back with her, can I?

She says it's over proper this time.

- I'll fuck her up for ya, if you like.

Never did like her.

What did you see in her anyway?

She ain't all that.

- Don't know, she's, well, she's clever,

not like the usual rats you get stuck with.

- You think she's little-miss-fucking-perfect, don't ya?

You don't know her at all.

- Oh, and you do, do ya?

- Well, I know she's not as sweet

and innocent as she makes out.

- What're you talking about?

- Don't worry.

- No.

Tell me.

- Well, you know that she said that you were her first?

You know, that she was a virgin?

- Yeah, she was a virgin.

What're you fucking laughing at?

If you know something, tell me.

- Come on.

She'd been with lads before you.

- How many?

How many?

- Fucking hell, I don't know the exact number!

- Well who, then?

- Well, I don't know.

I don't know all their names.

But I know for a fact that she fucked that spastic kid.

Danny Evans.

- Who?

- Danny Evans, you know, from the school?

Everybody knows.

- That's a fucking lie, that's bullshit!

When's that supposed to have happened?

- Like, last summer.

What, she didn't tell you about it?

- What, that she fucked a mong?

No, she didn't.

- Look trust me, mate, she's a slut.

- Fuck off, you're a slut. - How am I slut?

Look, I'm trying to help you here.

Fuck sake.

- Okay, okay.

Do you know where he lives?

- Who, Danny? - Well, obviously Danny, yeah!

- Why?

- Julia, stop fucking me around.

If you know where he lives, then tell me.

Now do you, or do you not?

- Yeah, I do.

- So, tell me.

- No.

- I said, fucking tell me.

- Look, why do you care?

She didn't know how to treat you right anyway.

- Oh, and you do?

- Yeah.

I do.

- Fuck off.

- Sometimes, Nick, I fucking hate ya.

I fucking hate ya.

Why was Lisa and those other girls good enough for you,

but I'm not?

- Fuck off.

Come on.

- Fuck sake.

- Are you coming or what?

Fucking hell.

- Fine.

- Yeah, but what I see is that it's, you know,

a new start for all of us.

No, I don't, I don't, I don't.

Yeah, no, I know but...

No, fuck sake, no, I don't want to buy it.

What, Calvin?

Yeah, no, he's doing fine.

Well, I've enrolled him into the school down the road, but,

well, to be honest with you, he's not really been here.

No, he's been out all the time.

- Do you have that stock bag in extreme green?

- Um, no.

Sorry, mate.

All our stock's out.

- You might have one out the back.

- We don't, sorry.

Would you like to take advantage of our offer on

insect repellent?

- Diethyltoluamide.

You may know it as DEET.

First introduced during the Second World War

and used extensively during the Vietnam War.

It's a known hazardous material to fresh-water fish.

I shouldn't risk it.

- Okay, that's 18.99, please.

- I'm going camping at the Calton Lake.

- That's nice.

18.99.

- It's for my Duke of Edinburgh Award.

It's only bronze at the moment, but I'm going to get silver,

probably next year.

- That's awesome, mate, but you still need to pay for this.

And I do have other customers to serve.

Thank you.

Excuse me, your change?

Fucking idiot.

- Yes, bruv, what you up to?

- Guess.

Packet but shit and that, you good?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Party was good the other night, wasn't it?

- What's that Claire girl saying?

She been talking about me and that, yeah?

- Who's this Claire? - Bennett.

- You shagged Claire Bennett?

That's fucking hanging, how did that happen?

- Got her in me home, one thing led to another.

- Mate.

- What you want anyway?

- Fuck all, just tryin' to find this kid.

- Why is that?

- Nick wants to fuck him up.

- Yeah but he's a fucking pedophile, Julia.

- What?

- Yeah, his name's Danny.

- Blatant pedophile, but gets away with it because

apparently he's a bit simple in the head.

- Well, what's he done?

- All sorts.

You got a little sister, don't ya?

- Yeah.

- How old is she?

- Eight.

- Eight?

Fucking hell, mate, you better keep her locked up.

Julia's little sister seen this kid hanging round her school

before half-term, ain't she?

- Yeah and she's the same age as yours.

Look, he needs sorting out before he does it again.

- What, again, he's done it before?

- Yeah.

A couple of years ago, right, this little girl was missing

around here, police find her in the woods tied up, she...

Well, she'd been raped, you know.

Never found out who did it, but they knew it was him,

if you know what I mean.

- What, so the police just let him go?

There was no evidence or-- - Fucking hell.

I don't know all the details, do I?

But it was definitely him.

- Yeah, yeah and now,

me fucking sister is terrified of going back to school.

So we're just gonna scare him a little bit, you know,

sort him out, right?

- Yeah.

Make sure he don't go back to the school again, you know?

What're you saying? Come with us.

- Oh, fuck it, I've got shit to do.

- Got shit to do, have ya, yeah?

What if it's your sister next time, eh?

Your little sister.

And you had the chance to finish it and you didn't.

Eh?

So I'll ask you again.

What're you saying?

- Fuck it, alright.

- Hello.

- Alright, Mrs. Evans?

We're looking for Danny, is he home?

- No, sorry.

- You wouldn't happen to know where he is, would ya?

Sorry, we're mates from school.

We're supposed to be meeting him.

- He's out camping, he's doing his DOE Award.

- Of course, yeah, so we've missed him then.

It's just he was looking to borrow some equipment,

that's all, never mind.

- Well I think he has everything.

He's even taken his dad's fishing rod.

- Right so he'll be going down fishing by the river will he?

- Maybe.

Something like that, anyway.

Also, try the arcade.

He might have stopped off there, too.

- Well, if we've missed him, not to worry.

Just let him know we called, we'll see him soon, yeah?

- Have you tried his mobile?

- We ain't got his number.

- Well I can give it to you if you want.

- Listen, it's fine.

We'll find him.

Cheers.

- If he's thrown all his money on those machines,

give him a clip from me, okay?

- Yeah, we will.

- Bye, Mrs. Evans, have a lovely weekend.

Ah, ain't she lovely?

- Do you think she knows?

- Knows what?

- That her son's a kiddie-fiddler.

- Of course she fuckin' knows.

Why do you think she don't want him going round the arcades?

- That is fucking crazy.

Would have thought she kept him locked up.

- Yeah well, let's hope we find him first,

before he finds some little girl.

- How are we gonna get to him if we don't know where he is?

Could be fucking anywhere.

- Did you not just hear what his mom said?

He's gone fishing.

So he's either gonna be at the river or the lake.

- That's fucking miles away and I ain't got no money.

- Right, so we'll go the arcade,

and if we don't find him, we'll take it from there.

Fuck. - Alright.

Fucking hell.

Alright, mate?

- Alright, mate, 10 crismers and a bottle of rum, please.

- Yeah, I just need to see your ID, please, mate.

- Are you taking the piss? I look older than you.

- Yeah, Challenge 25, you know?

- You what?

- Like, if you look under 25, I need to see your ID.

- Fucking hell, here.

That's a provisional that, mate, you've gotta take that.

- No, I don't.

I can refuse whoever I want and if you're gonna show me

a driving license, then I need to see a full one.

- Yeah but you've served me in here before with that.

- No, I didn't.

Look, it's not gonna happen, mate.

Hey!

- Knob!

* Yeah

* yo

* Feeling old, feeling old

* Pick me up, I'm feeling low, have been since a week ago

* Feeling old, feeling old

- So why'd you move down here anyway, Cal?

- My old man was fucking my mom about, so, she decided

it was best to move down here with my cousin and that.

- Fuck it, sooner or later parents split up anyway.

- You reckon?

- Mm, dead-right, mate.

I don't know one person round here whose parents are still

together and it's always because they shagged someone else.

- Coming from the kid whose parents are proper loved up.

- And who the fuck asked you?

- Don't listen to him, Cal.

He's just bitter 'cause he got dumped.

- Did you get dumped, bro? - Don't worry about it.

- Crying, he was. - How the fuck was I crying?

Shut the fuck up.

- Pretty bad around Besret.

Parents wanted to move away before they even split up.

- Why, how bad was it?

- Bad, bro.

Coming back from town on a bus,

literally a guy stabbed me for no reason.

- Fucking hell, no reason at all?

- No reason at all.

Reported it to the police, the police said they thought it

might be gang related but obviously, who knows?

- Yeah but that could happen anywhere, mate.

- Does it fuck, bro, that shit don't happen in Cotswold.

That's why I wanna go to university.

Bring my kids up in a nice area.

Fuck living around there.

- Uni?

You ain't goin' to uni, none of us are.

- Yeah, innit, good luck with that.

- Speak for yourselves, mate.

- Look, your parents are as broke as mine.

Can your dad afford the fees, can your mom?

- No, but you've got ways around it.

You've got grants, funding.

- Are you for real?

Look, face it, uni is for the posh twats, simple.

- Come on, I'm bored of this, let's go.

- Let's start that, bro, let's start that.

- Woo!

- Nah.

- What the fuck are you doing?

I've been trying to win on that all morning.

- Have ya, yeah?

Well why don't you try and fucking win it back, ya prick.

Here.

- It's not gonna fucking pay out now, is it?

- Right, I can't find that mong anywhere but here you are.

I've got some cash, ah, ah.

One for you, one for you.

Back in a minute.

- What do you want, Nick?

- You fucked a spastic. - What?

- You heard me, you fucked that mong kid Danny fucking Evans

or whatever his name is.

You told me you were a virgin, you fucking slag.

- Nick, you're fucking childish.

- Yeah, well now because of you, that Danny Evans is gonna

get his fucking head kicked in, so I hope you're happy.

- Please, just delete my number,

and never speak to me again.

- Oh, you fucking...

- Don't know about that.

- Oi, bus ain't gonna be here for another half an hour.

I'll be over there. - Alright, we'll crack on.

- How'd you do this?

- You didn't do it fucking beginner, that's why.

Why'd you choose fucking hard?

- This is shit.

- I'm perfect, me. - Girls like this.

- You look like such a fucking knob.

- Yeah, you can't even do it. - Fuck off.

- I'm beating you. - Fuck off.

Mate, I'm beating you. - I'm beating you.

- I won that, I swear.

Fucking play something else, play something else!

Where's the bag?

We got a half-hour, what do you wanna play?

- Where's Nick? - He's gone over there.

- Boom, fuck off.

- That was fun, that.

- Hello? - Hi, Mom.

- Hello, lovely, how are you holding up?

- Good.

- I got your picture.

I showed it to Dad, too.

Hang on, he wants to talk to you.

- Hi, son.

How's that fishing rod holding up?

You caught anything?

- No.

- Well, if you do catch anything,

remember to save some for your mom and dad.

- No, I'll put it back.

It's catch-and-release here, I'll get into trouble.

- Ah, you'd have been alright.

- I don't want to disrupt the fragile ecosystem.

- "Ecosystem."

You're funny.

So, what's next on the agenda?

You gonna go hunt some deer?

- No.

I'm going to build a fire and have some food,

and then I'll go in the tent and read.

- Oh, good.

You take care of yourself.

We're very proud of ya.

Hang on, your mom wants to talk.

- What time do you want us to come and get you tomorrow?

- I'll be packed and ready at 11AM.

- Okay, where are you?

- At the car park near Dad's fishing spot.

- Right.

Well, you look after yourself out there tonight,

and if you have any problems, you call me, okay?

- Yeah.

Mm, yeah.

- What do you think of this place so far, then?

- Yeah, it's alright.

Doesn't look like I'm gonna get stabbed on this bus anyway.

- What're we gonna do about this prick, then?

We need to get organized.

- I don't know, trash some of his shit or something?

- Trash his shit?

Are you fucking kidding me, how old are you?

- I don't know, this was your idea.

- And what about you?

- I don't know, fuck him up, I suppose.

Look, we have to find him first.

- Yeah and we will find him. - And if we don't?

- Well, fucking hell.

We'll just get him on another day, won't we?

- So we're just gonna run up to this guy with no excuse?

- No excuse?

Hey, no excuse?

Are you forgetting why we're doing this whole fucking thing?

I wouldn't be surprised if we turn up there he's got another

kid with him and then what're you gonna do, eh?

- If there's some dodgy shit,

then of course I'll do something about it.

- What do you reckon, Jules?

I reckon Calvin here is a little pussy.

- Yeah, I think he might be.

- Where's all this come from, bro?

I don't even know what the plan is.

- The plan's simple.

We're gonna make sure that kid don't leave that place.

- He's serious about this, ain't he?

Look, Julia, I don't really want to do this.

- Look, we do whatever he wants.

Come on.

- I'm not stopping to roll another spliff, mate.

- Fucking proper creepy, look at that.

- You don't need to be scared about them there.

- No? - Everything is dead.

It's the alive you've got to be worried about, trust me.

- Why's that? - Why?

- Yeah.

- Imagine a ghost trying to attack you.

Just give him a straight uppercut to the jaw.

- Do you believe in ghosts?

Fuck, I do.

It scares the shit out of me.

Huh?

Yeah, mate, there is, I'm telling ya.

Are you coming?

- Fucking hell, bro, chill with that.

- You need to relax, you.

- So what do you do around here anyway?

- Get stoned, get pissed, whatever.

- People come here to fuck as well.

- What, fuck on a dirty forest floor?

- Right little bitch, you, aren't ya?

- Not really, bro, just wouldn't want to get my clothes

muddy and fuck on a forest floor.

- Julia's been banged enough times around here, haven't ya?

- Shut up.

- Give her a spliff and liters of cider

and she's fucking anyone's. - Funny, ain't ya?

- So is this where that girl got raped?

- You what?

- You know, that girl that Danny raped or whatever.

Was it here?

- Yeah, yeah, somewhere around here, I think, yeah.

It's hangin', ain't it?

But don't worry, he's not gonna get a chance to do it again.

Right, well he's not here.

- Well where is this guy? - Fuck knows.

- Oh, this is fucking pointless, man.

We're not gonna find him. - Right, listen.

We'll go down the lake, if he's not there, we'll go home.

How's that?

- Can we not just chill for a bit and have a beer?

- Look, where are you going?

- Fucking hell, for a piss, if that's alright.

- What did you mean earlier on the bus?

About Danny not leaving this place.

- Exactly what it sounded like.

Why?

Not backing out like Calvin, are ya?

- No, I'm not, but Calvin's gonna realize you've been

lying about Danny being a pedo and you're gonna look--

- Listen, I'm not being made to look

like a dickhead by nobody.

Retard or not, alright?

So fuck Calvin and fuck you.

- Fuck sake.

- Right, come then, let's go and check this fucking lake.

- Alright, if he's not there, we're going back then, yeah?

- Oh, yeah.

- You alright? - Mm.

- This was a waste of time, wasn't it?

- Hang on, who's that?

- Oh fuck knows, bro, that could be anyone, that.

- I think that might be him, you know.

- Yeah?

Come on then, let's find out.

Here, let's hide these first.

We don't wanna scare him too soon, do we?

Have a bit of fun first, eh?

Alright, Danny boy?

It's alright, chill out.

Nice little spot you got here, Dan.

- It's not too shabby, Danny, it's nice and clean in there.

- Oi, where's your manners?

Get up and offer the lady a seat.

- Cheers, Danny love.

- Do you remember Julia from your school?

Hey, year above ya? - Mm, no.

- No? - No.

- So...

Why'd you have to come here of all places?

- I'm due my Duke of Edinburgh Award.

- The what? - Julia, go and get us a beer.

Cheers.

Oh, fucking hell, that's warm.

Hangin'.

Do you want a drink? - No.

- You sure?

It's supposed to be good for the nerves.

- No, thank you.

- What's wrong with him?

- A lot.

I've been looking for you, Dan.

- Yeah?

- Been wanting to talk to ya. - Yeah.

- Do you know a girl called Lisa Mitchell?

- Yeah. - Yeah, I thought you did.

How do you know her?

- Lisa's my friend.

- Yeah, yeah, so I heard.

- Yeah.

- It's just, eh, I used to go out with Lisa.

People have been telling me that you fucked her.

What're you fucking laughing at?

- I wouldn't do that, Lisa's my friend.

- Yeah, so you keep saying.

What kind of a friend, though?

Ah, where are you going?

I ain't finished talking to you yet.

- Yeah what, you got some big plans

we're interrupting or something?

- Yeah, Lisa coming over tonight, is she?

- No. - No.

But I bet you'd like it if she did, wouldn't ya?

Eh?

- It's a common cobra.

- Really?

- The wedged hole there provides excellent protection

in high cross-winds.

The aluminum poles are incredibly resilient

to harsh conditions.

Do you have one?

- The fuck do I want one of these for?

I'm a city boy.

- Do you fish?

- Old people fish, mate.

- Not always.

- Danny, stop fucking about over there.

Come here a minute, I want to talk to you.

You're into your, um, your clubs and that, aren't ya?

You know, boy scouts or whatever.

- No, boys brigade.

- Yeah aren't you always hanging around

with kids half your age?

- Yeah, fucking hell, what is that about?

It's time you started hanging around

with people your own age, son.

I'll tell you what, you can be in our club if you want.

- I don't know.

- Oh yeah, come on, it'll be a laugh!

- Yeah.

All you gotta do is pass the initiation.

- Okay.

- Oh, that was easy.

But it comes in three parts.

The first part is nice and easy.

Gotta down that in one.

- I don't know, my parents would be mad.

- Oh fuck off, Dan, your parents aren't gonna

find out all the way out here, are they?

Main part of our code, init, Cal?

- What?

- You know, we don't grass on people, do we?

- Nah, never.

- Go on, show us you're a man, down it in one.

Oi, don't waste it, I said down it in one!

That's it.

That's it, go on.

Go on.

Go on!

Go on.

That's it.

Good lad.

All the way, all the way, all the way.

There we go, see?

Not so bad, was it?

- No.

No.

- Now, what's next?

Cal? - What?

- What's next? - I don't know.

- Fucking hell, are you getting involved or what?

- He has to strip.

- Yeah, good idea.

Did you hear that, Dan?

You've gotta strip.

- No.

I don't want to.

- What do you mean you don't want to?

You want to be in our club, don't you?

We all had to do it, didn't we, didn't we?

- Yeah, no, no, yeah.

- Sorry do you think you have some sort of a choice in this?

You shag my girlfriend, you sure as hell can get naked.

Now get naked! - Nick--

- Fuck off, now do it.

Good lad.

Come on!

And the rest.

- Please, no. - Listen.

I'm gonna give you three seconds,

then you're gonna get slapped again.

Three.

- Nick, this is going too far, man.

- Told you he was a pussy, didn't I?

- But he might have a point, Nicholas, look at him.

- Not you as well.

Hey, looks like you got a fucking fan club here.

I tell you what, dry your fucking eyes, you lard ass.

We'll skip to the last part.

- What last part?

- He's gotta take our Julia here,

in your little tent and fuck her.

- You what? - Yeah, you heard.

- Fuck off.

I'm not fucking a spastic, are you off your head?

- Well, you don't usually mind who you shag,

as long as they've got a fucking pulse.

- Yeah, fuck you, Nick. - Now Nick, just chill out.

- Are you on this retard's side now as well, eh?

- I was just saying. - Just, you're just saying.

Just saying, what are ya saying?

Fuck all, that's what.

Now, where was I?

Oh, yeah.

You've gotta take Julia here into your tent and fuck her.

- Uh, no.

- If you can shag Lisa,

you can sure as hell shag Julia, yeah?

Yeah? - Please, please.

- You lot, I'm only joking!

Fucking hell, here, you fucking lard arse,

take your clothes and go and get changed, go on, fuck off.

Pair of pussies.

Come on.

Gotta have the right tools to do the job, bro.

- What?

- The job, ending that little pedo over there.

- No, he ain't no pedophile.

- You what?

You actually defending this little mong again?

- No, I just don't think he did what you said.

- You what? - All that shit about Lisa.

Is that the real reason we're here?

You think that kid, that kid fucked her?

- Look, we're not lying, Cal.

He might seem harmless to you, but he ain't.

That's how he gets away with it!

- You've been in this from the beginning, Calvin.

We need ya.

- What the fuck do you need me for?

- Man up!

Imagine what would happen to your little sister

if people like us weren't around--

- Don't bring my sister into this--

- Yeah, you're getting mad, are ya?

Yeah, get mad.

You're so convinced he's innocent,

why didn't you stop me smacking him, eh?

- Fuck this.

- Where do you think you're going?

- You're fucking mad, that kid's done fuck-all!

- Yeah, well good luck finding your own way back,

you fucking prick.

What, do you want to go after him, do ya, eh?

- No, of course I don't. - So are you with me?

- Yeah, of course I am. - Right, give me that.

Here, here.

Come on!

- Please.

Please.

Please.

- Grab him.

Sorry about that, Danny mate.

You okay?

Think you've learned your listen now, haven't ya?

- Yes.

Can I go home now?

- Yeah.

Go on, then.

Let's get you home.

You alright?

You got it?

That's a nasty look, that.

Get up.

I know you fucked her and that's all that matters.

Go and stick that in him.

Julia, you started this whole thing,

you're gonna have to finish it.

What are you doing?

- I'm thinking.

- You're thinking, thinking about what?

- Look, it's different when he's just lying there!

- Just do it.

Fucking do it!

Go on.

Yes, yes!

Time to put you out of your misery, Danny.

- No. - It won't hurt a bit.

- What the fuck have you done?

- Calvin.

Nice of you to finally join us, mate.

Come here, I won't hurt ya.

Now finish him.

Go on.

Think of your little sister. - Fuck off.

- Hm?

Her little hands on his big cock.

- Fuck off, he's had enough!

Enough!

- Listen, if we don't fucking finish him now,

he's gonna grass us all up!

- I didn't touch him.

- You didn't touch him.

Listen to me, you're as big a part of this as we are, mate!

- I am not a murderer and he is not a pedo.

This has got way out of hand!

- Yeah, well fuck you!

Just 'cause I got a bit of balls

to do something about it, eh?

- Yeah. - Nick, shut up.

- Killing an innocent kid's really needed, ain't it?

- Innocent?

Innocent! - Yeah.

He fucked your ex and you can't handle it!

- Yeah?

- Get off him, Nick!

What are you doing?

Hey, this is stupid!

Nick!

What the fuck are you doing?

Get off of him, Nick!

Get the fuck off of him!

Fucking hell.

What the fuck?

Oi, what the fuck?

Get off him!

What the fuck are you doing?

Get the fuck off him!

For fuck sake!

He's gone.

He's fucking gone!

- Fuck!

Fuck.

Where's he gone?

- I don't fucking know!

- Well get after him, then!

- Fucking hell!

- Fuck!

Julia!

Don't let him get away!

- Fucking hell.

- Shut the fuck up!

I've gotta hide ya.

I'm tryin' to hide ya!

Shut the fuck up!

- Please, please, don't please.

- Shut the fuck up!

- Calvin!

- Nick, just leave him.

- I'm sorry, Danny.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- What are you doing?

Nick.

Nick!

Stop it, Nick!

Please, stop it.

Please.

- I can't.

- I'm sorry.

- He said 11, right?

- Yeah.

He's probably having trouble taking the tent down.

- I guess.

We could always go and surprise him.

I've always wanted to know what this place looked like.

- Boys only.

- Hello, your call cannot be taken at the moment.

So please leave your message after the tone.

- Answer phone.

- Don't stress, he'll be back soon.

Fine.

Let's go help him.

* Yeah

* yo

* selling powdered dreams

* Feeling old, feeling old

* Feeling old, feeling old