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- Now I hope some of that's for me.

- Huh?

You think I'm daft?

All that stuff is settling up?

That's no fit share for the week at sea.

Come on, you were fiddling the books, weren't ya?

- You wanna check?

- No, no. You're okay.

- Here, look.

That's her takings, that's her course.

That's what the bank takes. That's-

- Sean. Sean, Sean!

- What?

- I said it's okay. Okay?

So you still up for our wee business venture?

- It's not that bad.

- Sean-ie, you're losing money on every trip.

Now I got you the contact

and you got us all the way from Scotland.

Don't back out now, man.

- I'm thinking about it, all right?

Sorry.

- So how did we do?

- You wanna take a look?

- Not now.

- Did you read the letter from the bank yet?

Dad, they're serious.

They'll take the boat and sell it for scrap.

I mean it Dad, they will!

Maybe we ought to think about other options.

- What options?

Son. Just let me catch the fish, right?

- You want the light on?

- Leave it.

Sean!

What?

- Where's the washing? - In the bag.

- What bag?

The washing bag!

- Nah, the clean washing.

- That is the clean washing!

- What do you mean, the black bag?

- The one that's in the lav? - Aye.

- Why's it in the lavvy?

My sexy T-shirt's in there.

- Will you pick that up?

- Aye, when I find my T-shirt.

Aye, skip.

- We're, we're going out.

- I'd like to eat.

- Now?

Before you go.

- I'll get you something then.

All right, panic over, panic over.

Sex bomb's back in the building.

- Alfie! What you doing?

- That's okay, son. I'll make my own dinner.

- I get lost on my own.

- Well, you better not be left behind then.

Go on.

- I'm ready.

- Good. 'Cause I'm not.

- Are you gonna hurry up?

- Excuse me,

I didn't hear you say anything to Michelangelo there

when he was creating the Sistine Chapel.

- What do you mean?

- He means your hair.

- What's wrong with it?

- Nothing.

Nothing if you made an adjustment!

Clown.

- Dear Lord, what I'm about to receive,

may it give strength-

That was really sore, by the way.

- What's the problem? - What's the problem?

It looks good. It looks good, trust me. Big improvement.

- It does? - Skip?

- It's okay.

See, that's for your skipper, man.

Look. Hey, rockabilly. Let's go on.

Come on, let's go. - Rockabill-

- Let's go, let's go. - Aye!

Aye, aye, aye.

- Jacket, jacket. Excuse me.

- You just going to your bed then?

- Where are you going?

- Foreign port, see the sights.

- The sights?

Sean, have you seen my jacket?

- No.

So you staying on board?

- Somebody has to.

- All right.

Sean. Sean?

Do you really want to be a skipper?

Okay. I got it. Got it, got it.

Come on, let's go. Let's go!

Of course.

- Well you know, son.

A good skipper always puts his boat first.

Come on, man. It's half past nine can we go?

- I've got to go.

What is rockabilly?

- It's what's gonna get you laid, boy.

- What if I don't like it?

- What? What is it with you?

Have you made a pact with somebody

that you're going to die a virgin?

That what it is?

- You reckon it's safe?

- It's money in the bank, man. It's in the bank.

- What?

- Sean's new business plan. We're gonna go down the docks,

find ourselves some nice Filipino sailors,

grease ourselves up,

and let them ram up our asses for a fiver.

You want come?

- No.

Oh, I know you want to come. You want to come.

- I don't want to come.

- Are you a natural blonde? Show us your balls.

Leave him.

- Just figuring if he's an actual blonde-

- Leave him!

- Would you lighten up? I'm just having a laugh, all right?

- Are you leaving me here then?

- No!

Yes.

- You still got that number?

- I gave you.

- You never gave me a- - I gave you the number.

When did you give me the number?

- I gave you the number-

- You never gave me any number - I gave you about...

now.

- Do you know who this guy is?

- He's a guy. Guy's a guy.

Make the call, man. Make the call.

That hurt!

- Riley?

Riley?

- Hello. My name is Svetlana.

- No thanks.

Hey.

I'm looking for something

a bit different.

- I thought you might be a good person to contact

about transporting things.

- We're a transport company, what transport you need?

- No. I thought we could transport something for you.

On a ship sailing to Scotland tomorrow.

We've got a little spare of room on board

and I was thinking, uh,

maybe we could take something over for you. Freight.

Cigarettes?

- Yeah?

- Yeah. Cigarettes.

- And you want to pay all the tax?

- No. Wa-

- Lots of tax to pay here.

And the import tax for your English Queen also.

- No.

Without tax.

- Sorry?

- You know, black market.

Smuggling.

- I tell you something. Cigarettes is bad, you know.

They make you cancer. My dear uncle is smoking all the time.

He get cancer off the mouth, they cut out his tongue.

Some American son of a bitch with his cigarette company

is rich with selling him cancer to cut out his tongue.

That's your cigarettes!

- Thanks.

- Hey.

How much space you've got?

- Couple of ton.

- You wanna earn money?

- I might be interested in earning some money.

- Yeah! Good! I've got something today from Budapest.

I was gonna put it on the ferry

but they are checking the trucks these days, you know.

So count it.

- All right. They are ready for you now.

- All yours.

You have any videos?

- I thought this is all you had.

- Okay, okay. - You cleaned me out now.

Show me what you got.

- You take them over.

And what, you take them over is all.

It's a good thing.

All because of someone like you,

my beautiful mother lived to 1986,

instead of murdered by Adolf Hitler.

- Are you right?

- You want the money or not?

- Dad?

You asleep?

- Okay, let's go. Come on, come on.

Follow my friend.

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

- Sean? Sean, who the fuck are these guys?

Who the fuck are you?

And what the fuck you looking at?

- Shh, shh! - Hey, hey. Hey!

- Get your fuckin' hands off. - Shh, shh!

Who the fuck are- - Shh. Shut up, all right.

Shh. It's okay, it's okay. Shh, shh.

- Sean- - Shut up!

It's okay, it's okay.

- There seems to be an awful lot of Chinese people

on this ship.

- Aye.

- What do you mean, aye?

You were supposed to go and get some fucking cigarettes.

What's going on?

- What's going on is 4,000 for you when we get home.

- Cash? - Cash.

- Pounds?

- No, pesos.

- Holy mother of God.

You fuckin' genius!

Ha-ha! Okay. Shh, shh, shh, shh!

- Quiet. Come on.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Okay.

- Shut up.

- Welcome to Sean's sea crusises.

Now, be careful, mind the step.

Shh. Come on. Good man.

- Hey, hey, shh, quiet. Shh.

- You leave the biggest for last.

- Shut up. Shh. - It's a fucking joke.

Jesus Christ almighty. Here.

Okay, now, now, shh, shh shh.

Ready?

4,000 pounds, Sean-ie.

That's a ton of money. That's buy a car kinda money.

Wrong culture. They're Chinese, aren't they?

- You're at sea all the time. - What?

- You're at sea all the time. - So?

- So what do you need a car for?

- 'Cause I'm a man. Get myself a new Alpha.

- And you'll get one of them from four grand?

- Down payment, just a down payment.

- So when are you gonna get the rest?

- When we do it again.

Listen. Listen. Chinese, man. There's millions of Chinese.

Billions of Chinese!

- Just tell everybody. Shut up!

- What're we doing, huh? What're we doing wrong?

Eh? Drugs? Fucking up kids? No.

All we're doing is bringing in the next generation

of pot washers and a take away, that's all.

Where's the harm in that kinda stuff?

- My dad. - What?

- My dad. - What be of that?

- It's his ship! He doesn't even know.

- Ooh.

What about rice? Chinese love rice.

- How the hell are they gonna cook rice down there?

- What about Rice Krispies?

Pot Noodle?

They throw ya out?

- I ran out of money. So they closed.

- How can they close, it's a 24 hour cafe.

- I didn't know the way back.

Ho!

Can you read? It says 24. You put that on.

It's illegal if you don't open ya doors.

You know what I'm saying? You speak English?

You see the way he's looking at me?

Get my back.

In fact, I'm gonna smash in this bastard's windaes.

I gonna smash in your windaes, son!

- Can we go?

Please?

Okay, let's go.

Wanker!

- Oh, oh, I know, a house. We'd love that, wouldn't we?

Stupid kids. Ugly dog.

That would get your tug on, wouldn't that?

- That money's never enough for house.

- What are you talking about?

We do it, we do it again! I've been thinking about it.

- Hey! It's just a one off!

- One off, my ass!

Listen man, one day your dad's gonna pack it in

and you'll be free to do whatever the fuck you like.

I want my money! It's easy.

Listen, man, we have a gold mine down there!

Money for a fucking change!

Well there's no money in fucking fishing, or am I wrong?

- He's not.

- He's not what?

- He's not retiring.

What? What fucking boat are you living on?

He's been driving you like a poodle.

You're part of the master plan. Old guy retires in glory.

Young wonderboy gets the fuckin' boat.

You get that man a bungalow and trust me,

he'll be out of that wheelhouse

as quick as you can say "kung pao special."

You listening to me?

- There's something you need to do.

- What?

- Tonight.

- I was wondering if the bucket needed doing.

Bucket?

Okay?

Hey, Alfie. Want to see something?

- What?

- Souvenir.

From a country called Belgium.

- Are you gonna watch it?

No! Pervert.

I'm gonna put it in the microwave.

- Yeah?

Yeah.

- What's up?

Fish.

- You sure?

I think so.

- Maybe.

Not bad.

Move over.

Mind you might wash you fingers after that. Eh?

- What's that?

- The best of Bangcock hardcore.

Jesus.

I mean look at them. Thai girls, man.

Look at the size they are. They can pack it away.

Bell's gonna ring.

- What?

- Bell's gonna ring.

- What, to shoot the trawl?

- It's a trawler, isn't it?

- I thought we were going straight home.

- So what?

- What? We've been all the way to frigging Belgium!

People will miss me.

- Really, the only person ever missed you

was your parole office.

- Thought we were going straight home.

- Breakfast when we get done?

That's some isn't it?

I don't give a fuck about breakfast.

What I care about is them.

Who they gonna search?

What?

I said who they gonna search?

- Who?

- Customs for a start.

We come back from a foreign port with no catch,

what the hell do you think they're gonna say?

- Bad luck.

What, no beans?

- Beans are off.

- We can tell 'em the winch was buggered.

- Will you get real?

They'll be opening up the decks before we've even docked.

You ever think of that?

Nah, I didn't think so.

- All I'm saying,

is it's not exactly the Holiday Inn down there, you know?

- Alright. Have it your way.

We'll take the risk and we'll go straight back home.

What happens if we get caught?

What happens to them?

- They get sent back home, I guess.

And my Dad?

- I don't know about your Dad!

- For Christ sake Riley, he's the skipper!

He'd lose his license and they'd take away the boat!

But you needn't worry about losing your job

because you never spend the next couple of years in jail.

So why risk it?

They'll get food and they'll get water.

We're not doing them any favors rushing back.

I mean they don't wanna get caught anymore than we do.

Right?

I suppose so.

- All we do is spend a day or two more at sea,

then we head home with a boat full of fish.

Nobody looks twice, nobody gets caught.

- Okay.

It's your call.

- All we need is a decent catch.

- What's a decent catch?

- Half full?

- You guys okay?

- How are they doing?

- Yes?

What is it?

- Nothing. No sugar.

- Nothing worth catching. Too far south.

- First haul was okay.

- The first haul was nothing.

- So what's happening?

- Says he's got a spot he wants to try.

Jesus Christ.

That's just in case you, just in case you want to throw up.

Okay.

Jesus Christ, son!

There are 20 fucking Chinese in there.

Freezing their nuts off, while your da

decides to play Captain Ahab to Greenland and back.

How long do you think they could hold out for, eh?

A day? Three days? A week?

Are we gonna have catch in a week's time?

Eh? We haven't caught anything bigger than

my dick since Christmas!

You need to tell your dad. You need to tell him.

It's his boat!

- And what good would that do?

We still need that catch, do you not get it?

- Oh, I get it. I get it.

I get you're ashamed of yourself.

You know that he finds out what you've been up to,

you're and no fucking boat.

You'll be lucky you get a fucking bathtub.

- You're always after money.

- So what'd you bring 'em on for, asshole?

You wouldn't understand.

- Try me, you fuckwit.

- 'Cause I don't want to lose

my dad's business!

This boat is all he's got.

Know what he's got to show for his life if he loses it?

Nothing.

He's worked 32 years to get a ship.

And I'm not gonna stand by and watch him lose it.

- It's still the bank's though, eh?

- Get a catch. That's it, get a catch

then we're home and dry.

- What fucking catch?

Turn it off.

- What?

- Turn it off.

- Fuck off.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

- I don't like it.

- You're the one that's been lappin' it up. Not me.

- It's dirty.

Of course it's fucking dirty. It's a porn video.

So women get shagged by guys with big knobs,

filmed by guys with wee knobs,

and watched by guys like me with medium-sized knobs.

And she gets paid for it

and she feeds her babies through it.

What's the alternative?

Her babies starve to fucking death and die in the gutter.

You got a problem with that?

I don't remember inviting you in here to fucking watch it.

You don't like it? Fuck off!

But in the meantime, turn it back fucking on!

- No.

- Give me that, give me that.

What the-

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Listen just because you can't get your hand away,

don't take it out on me!

When was the last time you had a shag, huh?

I'll tell you. I'll tell you.

In the fuckwit children's home, when some fuckwit nurse

rammed tranquilizers up your fuckin' ass.

Doing the job of the fuckwit mother

that put you there in the fuckin' first place!

Ya fuckin' retard!

Man can't get a decent fucking wank around here!

Keep quiet! Keep quiet!

No, no.

No, no, no. No, no, no!

You don't want to do this!

No.

Shh. Please, please...

I can't do this. I can't do this.

Shut up, please. Shut up.

- Can you come up here, please?

- What?

- Storm's coming.

- So?

- We can bring the trawl back in.

There's no point in taking any risks.

- There's a big mark on the sonar. Could be several ton.

- What you want? That's a good catch, eh?

- See? No problem.

- 'Bout you?

- Fine.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Well. Better make a stab, eh?

- I'll stay and help you.

If you want.

- Think I'm straight, son.

- Sure you're up for this?

- You know me.

Never had much to lose.

Come on!

Shut it down. Shut it down!

We need to let it go!

We'll lose the catch!

We need to let it go, Sean!

I can't hold this by myself!

Just hold it. Don't let it go!

I can't hold on!

Hold on!

Give me slack.

Come on!

Give me fuckin' slack!

Yes. Yes. Yes!

Leave it. Leave it!

- What you got in the box?

I thought we were going home, son?

- It's not allowed, you know.

For you.

Wash.

- Sean?

I think one of them's died.

Help me!

- No way. No way I'm touching that dead guy.

- Please.

- No. You do it. It's your job.

No.

No. I didn't mean it like that.

I won't hurt you. I, I didn't look at you. I promise!

It's not allowed. You can't hide on the ship.

I got, I got to tell the skipper.

Do you understand? Skipper?

You can't hide. You can't hide on the ship!

That is not allowed!

You have got to go to the skipper.

Do you understand? The skipper?

No.

No.

No, no.

- You can go.

Why did you do this?

- Why do you think?

Money.

- You risk my boat for money!

My boat! For money for your filthy pocket!

My fuckin' boat!

Not for me.

For you.

For the boat.

It's all there. It's yours.

I'm sorry Dad. Was there any other way?

Not let them scrap the boat.

- What are you doing?

- Heading home.

- But what if we get caught.

We'll lose the boat.

- So we get caught.

We've lost it anyway.

- I don't suppose you need me

looking over your shoulder, do you?

- No. I don't.

Sorry. Sorry.

It's over. It's over.

- Skipper? You awake?

I thought we were going home.

- We are.

- So?

- So you wanna get caught?

Get them sent back to where they came from?

- I wanna go home. I wanna go home, man.

- Then why not go home with a catch?

Look!

The nets still out remember?

- Okay, Sean? Should we bring her up?

Sean?

Should we bring her up?

- Let's do it.

Yes!

- That's the catch!

- Yes!

Yes! Yes!

- Had a good catch.

I had a good catch.

- You had good bait.

I'm handing it to you, son. She's your boat now.

You're a good son, Sean. I want you to have her.

- We did then.

- We would've been caught, son.

- Look at them.

- Would've lost the boat.

- Look at them!

I was trying to look after them.

- One of them died, eh?

You'll still get your money.

And that's what you wanted, isn't it?

- You knew all along, didn't you?

From the moment I took them on, you knew.

All the time I was asking myself when you'd notice.

But you knew all along.

- It doesn't matter what I knew, son. It doesn't matter.

Nobody knows anything now. Nobody knows.

You're safe.

No.

What are you doing here?

Dad.

- You just don't realize? - Dad.

Don't be scared.

That's Sean, he's, he's a good boy.

He'll be a fine skipper.

Sorry.

- Dad.

- I'm really sorry.

Dad, no! Dad!