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Richard.

Shit!

Jesus, V.

I told you once.

It's not right. You're my wife.

Don't be such a bore.

I saw her today.

By the park.

We should be careful, though.

After what happened last time.

Careful?

You want this as much as I do.

We all have appetites, Richard.

Some of us just have different tastes.

That bloke's watching us. Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I've seen him hanging around here
before.

What do you reckon?

Pig or bird?

Same difference.

Need a decent nailing, Sergeant.

What's the meat in those bowls?

Rats eat better than we do.

Yeah, well, rats don't fuck you.

I do wish you'd eat a decent meal
sometimes, Richard.

I had a sandwich at the club.

Who was there?

Just Charles, some of the other boys.

Any news?

Nothing ever happens anymore.

What else did you get up to?

Stopped at the park.

And?

She was there.

He was too.

He's always with her.

No. They often split up in the
afternoon.

Better for business, I'd have thought.

Tomorrow, then?

I'll leave work early.

What do you want for dinner?

Whatever.

She'll eat whatever you put in front of
her. I always do.

There was that one girl who wouldn't eat
fish.

Spent hours on that Dover cell.

Pearls before fucking swine.

Oh. She wants to be fussy. She'll be
sent straight to bed without any supper,

won't she?

I'm going to get an early one.

Night, Bea.

Greasy.

I'll clean up before bed.

Don't be too long.

I want to get a good night's sleep and
don't need you disturbing me.

I'll just be a few minutes.

Good night, darling.

Bea?

Yes?

Do you ever think it's wrong?

It's just a bit of fun.

They get a meal and a few quid out of
it.

Besides, no one gets hurt.

Much.

I don't have change for that, mate.

No need.

What do you want?

Not on the game or nothing?

I hope not.

So what do you want?

I'm Richard.

Richard Gull.

I just have one question.

Do you know Jesus?

I've never met the man.

Well, he knows you.

Yeah, well, I get about a bit, don't I?

Can't expect to remember everybody.

Listen, my wife and I, we believe in
doing what little we can to help those

less fortunate than ourselves.

A meal, a hot bath.

A few pounds in the pocket.

Perhaps even a sense of possibility.

You know, we like to think we give a
small amount of hope to those who cross

our paths.

It's not much in a world as cruel as
this one, but it's something.

You and your wife.

Victoria, you're like her.

Everybody does.

A nice ride?

I admit, the Lord has been good to me.

I reckon.

So, is this a present then, or do you
have to pay him back?

One thing.

My wife and I take our faith seriously.

I'd appreciate it if you respected that.

Yeah, yeah, sorry.

Don't be.

Let's just enjoy what the good Lord has
provided, shall we?

Darling.

Hello.

I'm Victoria.

Sorry.

I wouldn't normally welcome sorrow into
my home, but in your case I'll make an

exception.

Cheers.

So, how's dinner coming along?

Very nicely.

But perhaps a...

Thoreau would like to clean up before we
eat.

Richard will show you where everything
is.

Wonderful.

And we can chat properly later.

I'm really very pleased to meet you.

Here you are.

Jeez. Well, you just relax and enjoy
yourself.

Feel free to use whatever's there.

No hurry. Dinner won't be ready for a
little while yet.

You do eat that.

Whatever.

Well, um, have a nice bath.

Oh, we thought you might enjoy a small
aperitif before dinner.

What?

A glass of wine.

Yeah? Yes.

Who good for the likes of her?

Sorrow, I ask you.

She's all right, though.

She's perfect.

You are clever.

I feel like a little girl on Christmas
morning.

Oh, I didn't think bad girls like you
got presents.

Yeah? I'm just going for dinner.

Cool, I'll be a minute.

Wonderful.

I can't wait for you to taste this.

For what we are about to receive, may
the Lord make us truly grateful.

And thanks unto him for delivering
sorrow to our doorstep.

The Lord Jesus is a caring shepherd and
watches over even the most hopelessly

lost of his flock.

It looks delicious.

I just hope Zorro enjoys it.

I'm actually not that hungry.

Well, eat what you can.

Richard, pour her some more wine.

Are you not having any?

We don't drink.

But we do like to provide for our
guests.

I don't know what you're missing.

Tell you what, Zorro.

You should help yourself.

So, Helen Thoreau, how did you end up
sleeping rough?

Don't worry. You can confide in me.

I've heard very many hard luck stories.

Some of them quite shocking.

It's true.

Richard gets quite overcome sometimes.

I do admire a man who's not afraid to
cry.

My father always said he was a bit of a
weakling.

But men have to move with the times,
don't they?

Really, there's not that much to tell.

But there must be.

You'll feel so much better for getting
it off your chest.

So what was it?

Drugs? Or was bad old Daddy sneaking in
for a quickie every night?

I bet that's it, isn't it?

You naughty girl.

Yeah, why don't you have some water to
drink?

I think it's going to my head a little
bit. Don't worry about that.

I dare say you don't get booze of this
quality on the streets.

Do you drink very much, Sarah?

No, I'm... I like to keep my body clean.

You know, pure, no chemicals.

Clean and pure.

And does that extend to boys?

You know, men.

Wanting to... Stick it into one hole or
another.

Must get a lot of that.

I suppose it's quite tempting sometimes
if you're offered a few quid for the

privilege. If you can call it that.

Uh-huh.

I'm a boyfriend.

Do you now?

Then how's that working out?

Can't be very comfortable without
rutting in parks and back alleys.

Dirty, too.

I mean, how do you get clean afterwards?

How vile.

Not a big deal.

She's very intense.

I'm grateful to be with you.

Do you know how much I love you?

About bloody time.

Richard, get rid of that and open a
clean one, would you?

I'm gasping.

Have some fun with your little slut,
then.

Do get on with it, Richard.

you do to me.

You love it, don't you?

I can tell.

You little bitch.

You lovely little bitch.

See what you are.

Fuck. Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck.

She's trying to whisper sweet nothings
in your ear, Richard.

If you try to scream, my wife will stub
a cigarette on your eyeball.

Understand?

Look at that.

The little slut's enjoying herself.

Can I pick them or can I pick them?

Listen to me.

What?

I'm going to rip your cock.

And shove it down your throat, too,
Richard.

Hocker?

Such a dirty little mouth.

Why don't you wash it out for her,
Richard?

Set this child free from original sin.

I baptize you in the name of the Father,
the Son, and the Holy Ghost.

Clean as a whistle.

Why don't you take a shower?

Give us girls a chance to get better
acquainted.

Okay. I don't get too carried away.

I don't want to miss anything good.

Hurry, then.

You don't mind us playing, do you?

I didn't think so.

It's all in fun.

After all, we work hard for what we
have, so we deserve a little fun.

Because we perform a function.

What do you do? You're trash. You're
nothing.

You go through life waiting for
handouts.

We take what's ours, what we're entitled
to.

We don't wait for someone to give it to
us. We've earned it.

You.

You disgust me.

Tough little bitch, aren't you?

I respect that, actually.

I suppose you have to be.

I can look after myself, but Richard,
he's nothing without me.

If it weren't for me, his darling mother
would still be giving him back rubs

every night.

I've had to make my own way.

You know what I'm talking about, don't
you?

I can tell.

We're peas in a pod, aren't we?

Two little old peas.

You're a good girl, really.

You just need to be health-broken.

Would you like that?

I bet you would.

Would you like mummy to break you?

Look at you.

Good enough to eat.

You are enjoying this, aren't you?

What? Are you laughing?

Do you think this is funny?

Victoria?

Yeah.

How long do you think we'll be able to
keep him alive for?

I don't know.

We'll keep him doped up and control the
bleeding.

Maybe a few weeks.

I'll have some fresh raw meat for a few
weeks.

What we're about to receive.

May the Lord make us.

Truly thank you.

When people touch me, I see things.

Like what they do.

So I don't touch people anymore.

A man is hanging in the air, but he's
not human.

What they're doing to him is horrible.

Like, he's dying.

He wants to die.

I feel his pain.

Tell me what you'll see.

We've lost him.

Take him away.

Put him with the others.

We've drawn another blank.

He was so promising.

The large dosage was too much for our
boy. He wasn't strong enough to go over

the ground.

I'll keep looking.

Something is about to come along.

Hi, Carla.

And look, you know I can't.

No, not anymore.

OK.

Take care.

What was that?

Sarah.

Looking for a babysitter.

Right, if you can be down there for
nine.

OK, now, the hash is Moroccan. It's
really good, yeah? But the coke is cut

to shit, so don't give that to any of
the regulars. Just give me some of the

speed for cheap instead.

Okay?

Yeah, we'll do it.

Can that be okay?

Yeah, yeah, sweet.

Not too strong.

Enjoy.

Enjoy.

What the fuck happened to you?

Were you off your head?

No. So what happened?

Why were you taking risks?

I got mugged. My bag got stolen.

My head hurts. Frank, can we not do this
now? It's really not working, is it?

Every week something like this happens.

I know you tried.

But it's really not happening.

I just want a pill for my head and to go
to bed, okay?

Dr. Rees.

Fresh?

Very.

Important.

We need twice as much.

It's tricky.

It's a critical time.

You'll be well paid.

Okay.

I'll see what I can do.

I can always use resourceful men in my
line of work, Frank.

Dr. Rees.

I need to speak to you. It's about my
girlfriend.

I'm a recovering drug user.

Well, I mean, I'm trying.

It's hard.

I managed to stay clean for a week or
two and then have a bad day.

Frank's been great.

But sometimes...

Sometimes I just get this ache inside
and it's the only thing that helps.

Is that all?

Well, I was... I was on the game for a
bit.

How long?

A while.

I can't remember exactly.

A few years.

Frank would know.

Frank was your pimp?

He looked after me at first.

But, you know, once we got together, he
didn't want me doing it anymore.

So you stopped.

Well, I cut back.

I started to work through an agency, and
that way Frank wasn't involved.

And now?

I'm trying to find a job.

But it's hard.

I'm going to give you some tablets.

They're new, but very promising.

They're strong, so don't be tempted to
exceed the daily dose.

And we'll need to take a blood test.

Now, you may get some side effects.

You might encounter some slight
hallucinations.

Noises, lights, possibly some headaches.
Nothing to be alarmed about, but it's

entirely your choice, of course.

Jen, if we work together, it can really
make a difference.

You've been through so much.

How much do you know about Dr. Rees?

Must trust you.

I'm his nephew.

Thicker than water, eh?

Get your first aid training.

Yeah. Good.

You'll need it.

You'll be night shift.

Our boy needs watching around the clock
now.

Just make sure he doesn't die on you, or
Uncle Rhys will not be happy.

Stinks in there.

Not good.

Not good at all.

The Nazis figured out that these boys
are something special.

Used to slice them up, transplant their
cocks and all sorts.

Fucking evil.

Even tried grafting them on the normal
blokes.

Sometimes it worked.

Poor bastards had lived for years.

Anyway, the Nazis found out that this
stuff contained certain

properties.

Not only did it heal the other
prisoners, but it also messes with the

head in a very special way.

Ah, Dr. Rees' area of interest.

I thought he said this operation was all
about drugs.

It is.

And a very fucking potent one.

One that opens up the third eye.

Know what that is?

Only the biggest trip a human being can
have and still be alive.

Takes the drug experience to a whole new
level.

Nice. He's more addictive than crack and
ends up wiping your brain so much you

can't even remember what day it is.

But lift-out people are happy people.

And as long as Dr Ree gets his money,
who cares?

Let the NHS take care of him.

And I wouldn't want to be on that
particular waiting list.

Not a street drug, neither.

This is going to be very exclusive.

Anyway, I'm off.

Our boy's on his last legs, so he needs
watching 24-7. So stay awake and do your

job. Any problems, give me a ring.

But only real problems.

Yeah.

Fucking hell.

Look, Carla, I've told you I'm not doing
this stuff anymore.

Well, I'm sure he'd be happy with Paula.

Okay.

How much?

Yeah, of course I need the money, but
no.

No, okay?

Everything all right?

Um, yeah, okay. Nothing to report
really.

Organic decaf soy latte.

I've got allergies.

What's this?

Yeah,

some bloke dropped it off earlier.

No, this dose is just wrong.

Don't know what Reese is up... Hello?

Listen. We make the spunk here and send
it to you.

You send it to the lab.

The lab makes it into tablets.

With me so far?

Good. Then you send it to Reese.

Not back here, like you keep doing.

Now come and collect it before Reese has
your fucking kidneys removed.

Wait. Dr. Reese likes his sterilized
toys to stay sterilized. He's got big

plans for our boy here when his time
comes up.

That's why I brought his toys in.

For some reason, it's the one thing that
keeps him going.

Hold this for me.

Wakey, wakey!

Good boy.

There we go.

Always gets inside.

Sweet.

Why do light things have eyes in its
eyes?

It's not a person.

Charges it up.

Stops it sleeping. Keeps the neurons
firing.

Good lad.

What time is it?

Nearly eight.

You were out like a light last night.

Yeah, I had one of those new pills.

Weird dreams.

You must have had a good night's keep,
though.

Your eye looks better.

a couple of things to take care of.

Should we go out later this afternoon,
yeah?

Okay, yeah.

We'll get a nice takeaway or something
tonight, all right?

You like that, do you?

Oh, yeah.

Huh?

Who rattled your gate?

You passed out on me.

I wouldn't pay good money to fuck a sack
of potatoes.

Sorry. I'm going to ring the agency
about this.

I'll give you half, okay?

Shit.

The pills made me feel better for a
while.

But now I keep on getting headaches
and...

These strange white flashes in front of
my eyes.

Anything else, however strange?

I can see a man hanging in a cage.

It's like I can feel how he's feeling.

He wants to die.

These hallucinations are quite normal.

Your body needs to adjust to the
medication.

It's important that you look after
yourself. How are you feeling otherwise?

Good.

Good.

I've been working again.

You found a job?

For my old agency.

I see.

It kept ringing.

Why did you do that? Was it the money?

Yes.

No.

It used to be for the drug money.

But now... I can't explain it.

sexual, but it's not normal.

I feel like I'm hungry all the time.

And I feel really good.

I'm so confused.

I'm just trying to understand, Jen.

Ah, can you?

I don't even understand.

Hello, Frank.

Yes, yes, the last delivery was fine,
very fresh.

And you assure me they're from separate
donors?

Good, good. I'm calling about Jennifer.

It's most important that she keeps
taking the tablets I gave her.

She's entering a critical stage of her
treatment.

She may behave strangely, become more
detached and distant. It's quite normal.

When you touch her, she may pull away.

Drug makes people very sensitive.

Do let me know if she seems in any way
unwell.

I'm worried about her. She's been
through so much.

Jen?

Babes?

You okay?

Where have you been?

Out to pie.

Looking like that.

Like what?

All tarted up.

Fuck off, Frank.

It's a job interview, you must know.

You didn't mention it.

So what?

Maybe it's those that are giving you the
headaches.

Dr Rees said the headaches are just a
side effect.

And besides, I feel better.

You're better with the agency, aren't
you? Leave me alone, Frank.

Answer me.

Did you not hear me the first time?

I said I've got a fucking headache and
all you please just fuck off and leave

me alone.

Get off me! Until you fucking answer me.

Yeah, go on.

You think I won't? Why should you be any
different from all the rest?

You don't care what I do. That is not
true.

It was different when I was turning
tricks for you, wasn't it? Things are

different now.

We're together.

We're doing okay.

You don't need to do that anymore.

Jen?

Jen!

Stay away from me, Frank!

Just stay away!

There we go.

Your favourite time of the day.

Hello. Hi.

Michael? Yes.

It's Karen, isn't it? Yes. Hi. Come in.
Thanks.

Not comfortable.

Cheers. Oh, I bought a bit of the old
Bolivian marching powder.

Am I tempting you? Great idea.

So I've just been down for an interview
and I got the promotion.

And, you know... It was my birthday, so
I thought, well, go to town, treat

myself to a nice lady.

I'm not a regular user, more of an
occasional dabbler.

It's my first time with this agency.

They seem nice people. Yeah, yeah,
they're good.

Where the hell have you been?

Jen?

Jen?

Will you please talk to me, babes?

I'm not angry, I just want to help.

Jen, please open the door.

Let me help you.

It's Frank.

It's your Frankie.

Christ, why won't you let me help you?

Jen, open the door!

Open the fucking door!

Oh, shit.

Just hold your fucker down, will you?
Get the shocker.

I'm with you, babes.

I'm with you. Hang on.

We're going to get you some help, okay?

Now, listen.

We need you to throw that shit up. Okay,
so I'm gonna get you some salt water I'm

just gonna get you a little drink.

Hang on

It's Frank.

No, please, listen, you've got to come
here now. It's Jen.

No, she's taken all those fucking pills
you gave her.

Your uncle's going to shit when he hears
about this.

You tell him.

She's all right?

Yeah.

Yeah, thank you.

I can't thank you enough.

As long as she's all right.

When can I see her?

That would be great.

Okay.

Yeah, I think that must be them now.

Yeah, should I bring anything?

Okay. Yeah, okay. Look, I'd better go.

Thank you, Dr. Rees.

Thank you.

Yes.

Yes.

Everything's fine.

She's been...

It's... It's been no trouble at all.

Yes.

I will, Dr. Rees.

It's hard.

I managed to stay clean for a week or
two and then have a bad day.

Frank's been great.

But sometimes...

Sometimes I just get this ache inside
and it's the only thing that helps.

Sometimes I feel like I'm in a trap.

But I've built it for myself, you know?

I just need to find a way out.

And even you start a change.

How do I do that?

How do I do that, Doctor?

Rumlet and Baker, hello?

Rumlet and Baker, hello?

Rumlet and Baker, hello?

Rumlet and Baker, hello?

You eating without me?

I didn't know when you was coming home,
did I?

You going to make me some?

Why don't you make yourself some?

I'm working hard all day.

Let me finish this. I'll make you some.

I'm not going to stand here watching you
eat like a wet lemon.

Well, watch TV.

I don't want to watch TV. I'm hungry.

All right, well, we'll share this with
me.

That's some fucking dead poop.

Sorry Paul.

I'm not in the mood Claire.

You don't know where I'm taking you.

No, I'm not going in there. I told you
I'm not in the mood.

Please.

Why don't we just go in the bedroom?

Get the fuck off me!

You think Claire's fit?

What kind of question is that?

Well, do you?

I can't answer that.

Yeah, you can. I just asked you to.

No, I can't. It's a no-win situation,
isn't it?

I mean, if I say yes, that means I fancy
my best mate's girl. And if I say no,

that means I think she's a minger, which
is like an insult to you, so I can't win

tonight. No, you can't.

I just want you to tell me.

You think she's fit?

No, I told you already, I'm not gonna.

It's a no-win situation.

Go on, just say yes or no, she's fit or
not.

You're such a fucking idiot, you know
that?

Thank you.

Yeah, I was, but he didn't want me to,
so I'm not.

Okay, you go on. I'll see you at home.
But he's gone already.

Well, give him a call.

Oh, what are you doing?

I'm going out with a band.

After a party they've invited me to.

Well, can't I come?

Give him a call. He won't have gotten on
the tube yet, and he's always up for

beer, isn't he? No, he's gone.

He'll have a much better time without
me.

Fuck on.

You're fucking useless.

Hurry!

You're disgusting as shit.

Follow.

Come and see what you did.

You fucking disgust me.

Hurry the fuck up. Look what you fucking
did. You do not piss in my underwear,

George. You understand me?

If you don't, Mummy gets angry.

You don't like that, do you? Get your
face in there.

You fucking make me sick.

Fucking idiot.

You had a late night, didn't you?

I got up early to do the washing, didn't
I?

How's your day been?

Pretty chill.

That's good.

Yeah.

Well, I'll have the usual and the gin
and tonic for Luther.

You've got to pay this time, though.

I don't get paid till next week, and
I've only got £50 left for last week.

Chilled on the warpath?

All right.

Maybe again in a couple of weeks, but
not tonight.

That's 6.25.

Thanks, sir.

Don't do that to me again, Claire.

I need the money now, please.

What? I'm serious.

I'll pay you later. No, you'll pay me
now. That's 6.25.

Really? I'll pay you when we get home.
You give me that money right now or I

swear I will smash your pissy little
face right into your fucking glass and

you'll bleed till you die!

I'm going to put up Taylor.

Well, can I do it at least?

Claire? Shut up.

Do you want me to dress up?

I will if you want. You can do anything
you want to me.

Shut up. I'm trying to concentrate.

Come on. Thank you.

Sometimes I think I don't deserve you.

Yeah, sometimes I think that too.

Cheating bastard.

Thank you.

How come you've never had a girlfriend,
Al?

Be on about it. I've had loads.

I've never met any.

Yeah, well, I guess I've done keeping
for very long.

Why's that, then?

Because my clock's too big.

Is it really?

No. Just kidding.

I bet it's bigger than Pete's.

Claire. What?

Shut up.

Well, it probably is. I mean, yours is
cute, but it's not big.

Will you shut up, please?

You're right. I've seen it.

Fuck off.

Language, Peter.

So have you got a girlfriend at the
moment, then?

Not at the moment, no.

That's a shame.

Not really.

Would you like another beer, Al?

Sure, yeah.

Go get some beers, Pete.

You get them.

I'm entertaining our guest. Why don't
you go get them?

Because I haven't finished yet. And I
think you've had enough to drink

already. I don't care what you think. I
want another drink.

Well, fine, but I ain't getting them.

It's all right. Look, I'll get them. Do
you want a beer, mate?

Yeah, cheers.

I'll show you where they are.

Hello. Alright.

Cheers.

Cheers.

I was just telling me I've never had a
threesome before.

You guys are all the same.

It's always been your fantasy, isn't it,
Pete?

Not with another bloke.

It was give and take, innit?

Lucy's always fancied you. Doubt it.

No, I reckon she'd be up for it.

Well, she's not here, is she?

Well, I can get her round tomorrow,
maybe.

What, and we do it without Al? I don't
want it smelling like it's swinging in

my face, thank you very much.

Why would there be swinging in your
face?

It's a funny thing to say.

Come on, Al. If Pete isn't going to join
in.

Rob's had another job now.

Are you serious?

Yeah, of course.

What does it look like under it?

But you can't. I don't understand.

This is ours. I can't share this with
anyone else.

Share it with Al, maybe.

These are for both of us.

For you, Claire. Let's be honest about
this.

But you enjoyed it too.

Once, maybe.

I still enjoy it. It's the thing, isn't
it?

It's always been about you.

It's never actually been about us.

Really? Well, can't you read them both?

Why you being like this?

Hello. Hello, sexy.

Haven't seen you in a while. I just got
a signature from yourself.

Where do you want it?

Help!

Help!