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[object banging softly]
Hello?
[mobile buzzes]
You knobhead.
Oi. I fucking told you, man, I haven't got any.
I'm just wondering if the situation might have developed
and progressed in some way, over the last couple of hours or so?
What do you mean "last few hours"?
How does time pass in your big fat head?
There's been 15 fucking minutes since you last rang me.
Listen to me. I've told you, I'll sort you out tomorrow
and stop belling me up in't middle of night, Christoph.
How about I get in a cab?
- Why? Why would you do that? - Well, I could come and pick it up.
I don't… Fucking hell, I've told ya. I don't have it here, do I?
I've got… I'll pay for a cab
to come and pick it up from wherever it is.
Jesus Christ, dude.
[clanking]
Fuck… Get out of it!
What about some ket?
No I can't get any ket, it's for fucking horses.
[hesitates] You want ket, bell Tommo. Motherfucker.
[object banging softly]
Shit.
You best be a badger.
I'm armed.
Fuck you up.
Oh, come on! [whispers] Shit.
Well, that's it, then.
Fucking smackdown.
Ooh, fucking hell!
You all right?
You scared the life outta me.
Hmm.
["Money (That's What I Want)" playing]
Hot.
Bloody hot.
Have a sit down.
It's very late.
Should I ring someone?
Do you… have anyone I could…
ring so they can help? What about the police?
I can see you don't want that.
Are you hungry?
Er…
Bisc… Biscuits.
Got some, something back here.
Ooh!
[laughs excitedly]
Biscuits.
[groans]
Nope.
I'm safe.
You know…
[dogs barking in distance]
[whispers] Fucking hell!
[indistinct shouting in distance]
[breath shudders]
Fuck's going on here?
- You all right? - Vincent.
Davey.
All right, Barry?
What you doing up at this hour? You should be tucked up in bed.
Heard a bit of a noise, so I come out to check on it.
- What did you hear? - I don't know! Like a badger or something.
Maybe.
What's going on?
Barry needs the toilet.
Baz, it's the fucking woods, dude.
Just have a piss.
- It's a shit! - Oh.
Here, in here.
Cup of tea, Vincent.
[whispers] Shit!
So what's er… What's going on, then?
Nothing for you to worry about.
Me and the lads have had a bit of business in the woods.
What business you have in't woods, then?
Private business, that's what sort.
We're looking for someone.
Well, you'll not find no one but me in these bloody woods.
You're not looking for me, are ya?
Why would I be looking for you? You're right there, aren't ya?
Yeah.
Don't be thick in front of me.
No, this is somebody who doesn't want to be found.
So you're just… hunting through woods looking for t'bugger, are ya?
Strong word that, "hunting", but not entirely inaccurate.
- You been here alone all night? - [cooker clicking]
[flame ignites]
Yeah. Mmm-hmm.
Hmm.
You've not seen anybody at all?
Yeah, no, I haven't.
Which is it? Yeah, no?
Yeah, yes, I… I am sure I haven't seen anyone.
[laughs nervously] Come on. What's going on?
What you laughing for?
I… a nervous… A n-nervous laugh.
[softly] So…
All a bit unnerving, in't it, waking up with all these fellas outside.
Just a bit…
"A bit…"
Unexpected.
"Unexpected"?
Right, well, better press on.
Do something for me, Vincent.
Take care.
[kettle whistling]
["90 Mile Beach" playing]
How the fuck have you got wrapped up in all this, you?
It's mad.
Swear to God, there's no rhyme or reason to a damn thing Davey does.
Fucking nutcase.
The fucking rumours I've heard…
Best thing for you to do now…
is just get as far away from here as possible.
Got you a sandwich there.
And there's a bit of tea in there for ya.
I've got some money somewhere. Where'd I put that? There you go.
It's not much. Erm…
Listen, you're looking for the 192 bus. Okay?
You get on that bus, and you don't get off it
until it reaches the end of its destination.
One-nine-two, yeah?
You need to go far, far away from here.
Then you'll be safe.
Go on, then. Off you go, you'll be all right.
[groans]
One-nine-two, and just stay on it.
[engine starts]
♪ I love those little things ♪
♪ That ring me alone to remind you ♪
♪ That you ruined me ♪
♪ Ye-a-ah ♪
♪ You owe me ♪
♪ Ye-a-ah ♪
♪ You owe me ♪
♪ Ye-a-ah ♪
♪ You owe me ♪
♪ Ye-a-ah ♪
What's this, then?
I'll tell you what it is, Snatchy, it's an Estonian passport.
[laughs] Why have you got an Estonian passport for?
Chinese Dan's doing them. Lot cheaper than a UK passport,
makes getting round Europe a lot easier.
- "Indrek Ay-vek"? - Indrek Ah-vek…
Ay-vek? I don't fucking know, it's me name anyway, in't it?
Don't wear it out.
They're gonna test you on that, though, surely, like.
- You don't even speak Estonian. - That's the beauty of it, Ashley.
- [arguing in distance] - Nobody does speak Estonian.
So you just speak English with an accent and voilà,
they wave you through.
What the fuck is going on? I don't fucking believe this.
- What the fuck are they? - Aphids!
- Aphids? - Aphids, what's that?
These tiny little fucking creatures.
- Oh! - Oh, Christ.
- What was that about? - Maybe it was the creatures?
- No power. - Fire up the genny.
[sighs]
[JJ] What the hell has happened to the mains?
- Shall we call Vin? - No, no, no, not today.
Don't bother him, he'll be in a bad enough mood already.
- Why? What's going on today? - Black Wednesday.
The day he goes to visit his dad.
I know it's frightening on the way down,
but when you get there, it's quite nice.
Make you a cup of tea and that. Now, now, now.
Hey, now… What you doing?
She's froze up now on the steps, all frightened 'cause you lot
have just walked in like velociraptors, both fucking sides there.
Casj it up a bit.
Casj it up. Look, normal.
[mellow music playing through speakers]
Fuck's sake. Now, sweetheart…
it's safe.
Er… You don't have to stay. 'Cause you can…
Now, she's gone now, look. And that's you lot.
That's you lot, with your very starey eyes.
You're all eyes and chin, you lot, I'm telling ya.
- Who is that, though? - I'm surmising it's…
Vinnie's new piece.
- Seriously? - Mmm.
[Cardi] She just turned up in your shed?
Like fucking E.T. did at Elliott's gaff?
Where's she from?
- What the fuck is wrong… - JJ, I've told you a thousand…
I don't know. I have no idea what's going on here.
She's one of them, ain't she? She's er, ahem, an illegal alien?
- No way. - Not that type, Cardi.
What do you reckon the MacDonaghs want with her?
[Vinnie] Christ, I have no idea.
Well, m-maybe it was just a mix-up.
Maybe they weren't hunting for her.
Who were they hunting then?
- Mushrooms? - You don't hunt mushrooms.
[all] Mushrooms…
- You do, love. - You don't hunt mushrooms.
You don't hunt, you… scour.
Listen, nobody hunts mushrooms that seriously, do they?
Jesus, look, we can't leave her out here like this,
w-with nowhere to go and the fucking MacDonaghs after her.
- [JJ] We… we should call somebody. - Who?
I dunno, you know, Ministry of Lost and Found.
- They'd probably help her out. - The Ministry of Lost and Found?
He means Immigration.
That'll make it easier for the MacDonaghs to find her.
Yeah, and that's where they'll expect her to turn up.
The Ministry of Lost and Found?
Just fucking…
You all right?
Just… Look…
I… It's all right, it's okay, er…
I… I don't know what's going on…
I… I don't know what you've been through,
but we just wanna help, y'know? And… and these lot here,
they're… they're nothing to worry about.
- You know, look at 'em. - [chuckles]
Er… [mouths]
Er, yeah… Hi. How are you?
Er… er, Dylan. Dylan's my name.
Dyldo.
Dyldo.
Vinnie.
I'm Vinnie. That's me.
Er… er…
Jihan?
- Jihan? - Ah, Jihan.
She's Jihan? Ji… Ji… You're Ji-Jihan?
Jihan?
[all] Oh! Jihan!
- How are ya? - Shh! [hesitates]
- J… J… Jihan. - Cool, so shall we…
Do you wanna come and say hello? Maybe from a dist… Maybe from…
Hiya. How are you now?
My name is Ashley. Thank you.
Hi. Jihan. I'm Jehan as well, but also JJ.
Thomas, Tommo. Enchanté.
Yeah, Leslie Titt, how do you do?
And… I mean, we've met before, Dylan.
- Done it. - You've already went, yeah.
Do you maybe wanna try come…
Why's that fucking generator on?
- Er, fucking power's gone. - [JJ] There's not a break in the cable.
It's still in place up, over and across to the flag shaggers' roof.
So, either their power's gone…
Yeah, or we've been made, which is really… really bad.
Oh, top nonce approaching. Top nonce approaching.
- Mr Basingstoke! - Nonce. Go and find out what the nonce…
- Hi. How's it going? - Nonce.
- [Dylan] How is everything at the club? - Nonce, he's a nonce.
Oh, the fuckers.
They've been shagging, this lot.
Fucking aphids. How have they made their way in?
Right, I weren't gonna say it. I weren't gonna say this, but…
- Ashley had crabs recently. - [sniffles]
What the… What's that got to do with anything?
What do you mean? It's obvious, in't it.
There's a high possibility they're not in fact aphids,
but they are pubical lice which have transgressed
from your pubic mound onto the plant life.
Tell you what,
she bloody knows her way around a weed grow, doesn't she?
Yeah, lads, I was thinking she might've been kept
in one of the MacDonaghs' weed grows.
It's why she knows so much about it all.
Fucking doing my head in. Everything's broke and fucked.
I need a spliff. Is there any fucking weed?
Jihan. Can I get you something to eat there by any ch…
What's going on?
Nothing. I just…
just patted her on the back a little bit there.
- What you do that for? - I don't know…
Just to be, like, friendly, like, for a sec.
- [Tommo] Jihan, love? - Sorry.
Hiya. Sorry, I just want to apologise on behalf of everyone
for Ashley and his fucking stinking great, terrifying hands.
- I feel your pain. Terrifying hands. - [Vinnie] Shut up, you.
Oi, Ashley come over here, love. It's all right, she understands.
Sorry about that.
There you go. Come and have a sit-down. It's all right.
[Dylan] Oh, my God, you're not gonna believe this.
Go on.
These grow lights have run the flag shagger's electricity bill up,
- by eight fucking grand. - Eight grand? [wheezy laughter]
- What? - Eight grand?
- What you laughing at? - It's funny!
- It's not funny. - It is fucking funny.
It's not fucking funny, Dyldo, it isn't.
That was a lovely place to steal leccy from.
That's fucking gone now. Ruined, gone.
Has he fucking made us now, then, has he?
No, not yet, he's getting the electricity board round
this afternoon to investigate. We should probably disconnect it now.
Shit! What? Why didn't you start with that, then? That is bad!
Do you know what I mean? [sighs]
What are we gonna do? Fuck's sake.
["Changes" playing]
[JJ] Stop fucking scratching.
- [Ash] Everyone talking about it… - Get it up, then!
Listen, erm,
fucking hell, I don't know what to do here.
I've gotta go and see my dad, and he's a pisshead. He's a…
He's an alcoholic.
And he's beyond repair.
It's just a horrid job, and it…
puts me in a dark place.
I don't even know whether you can understand what I'm saying.
- I'll put radio on. - [button clicks]
- [radio playing] - You'll be all right, I'll be dead quick.
[mutters] Quick.
- Oh, shi… - Morning, Vincent.
You all right?
Now, I got the impression you weren't too pleased to see me last night.
No…
Just come round other side.
Did you find who you were looking for t'other night?
Let's just say it's an ongoing situation.
Yeah. Erm…
I mean, fucking hell. Would I…
Would it be anyone I know? Would I recognise the guy or what?
"Guy"? Why do you say "guy"?
Just assuming it's a fella.
You seem very interested in all of this, Vincent.
I am curious.
It's a curious… situation. I was… Yeah, I'm curious a bit.
Yeah, you are, aren't ya?
Now are you absolutely sure, that you didn't see anybody
up round your way, last night?
I didn't see anyone. I didn't see any…
If I'd have s-saw…
I didn't see anyone. I… I didn't… If I'd have seen someone,
- I'd have told you, but I didn't, so... - What, Barry?
I didn't see anyone, so just…
- I didn't… I didn't… - Come on, then.
- Vincent… be good. - Yeah.
[car engine starts]
Fuck!
It's okay. It's all right.
Change of plan.
You're coming in with me.
Expect the worst, I guess.
Dad? Da… [sighs]
Dad? Bloody hell.
It's bloody freezing.
- Where's remote? Oi! - [indistinct chatter on TV]
Up!
Wake up, will ya? Hey! Come on!
- Dad? - [groans]
What's going on?
Shush! Shush! Shush! It's all right. It's just me.
Where's your bloody remote gone, dude?
Here you are. Let's turn it off.
- [coughs] - Right, you.
Let's sit you up a little bit. You all right?
- [groaning] - Come here.
Come on, then, stand. Right.
What you doing? Oh, yeah, course.
[chuckles softly]
All right.
Just a bit, though, Dad. No, no, no, no, no!
Come on, now, that's a bit too much, innit?
Fucking hell.
- Better. - [groans, breathes heavily]
Mmm. All right.
Now, then, bloody hold still, will you?
There we go.
Bloody hell, he's handsome.
[breathing harshly]
H-How's that lad of yours?
- Tyler? - Yeah, Tyler. H-How's he doing?
He's doing really well, yeah.
Fuck me, I love that boy.
- Careful with that, you. - [sighs]
He's doing amazing. Yeah, he's doing really well.
He got bloody bullied, actually, not long ago.
- Yeah? - Mmm-hmm.
W-What happened?
Just these fucking kids.
Erin sorted it out.
Then told me she'd done it afterwards.
It's different now, you know.
Not like when I were a kid.
You sent me round to that fucking Sammy's house.
What's his name? Sammy, Sammy fucking Cadwal…
[laughs] Sammy Cadwallender.
- [both laughing] - Cadwallender.
He deserved it, I tell you, a fucking sock full of batteries.
- [Vinnie's Dad] Worked, though, didn't it? - It fucking did, yeah.
Look at this, Dad. Look at this.
Look at all that floor.
Jesus Christ! Didn't know you had it.
You had a bloody Hoover the entire time.
Go and have a sit now. Have a sit down. Go on.
Go on. Sit, sit, sit.
There's a good man. Right. Honestly, amazing.
She's done a good job, hasn't she, Jihan, Dad?
[groaning]
- You lie down for a bit? - Mmm.
- Yeah, have a sleep. - [sighs]
[sighs]
Strange, days like this…
when he's…
clear and asking questions, you know.
Makes me think he's all right. You know, there's a chance.
And it's all so fucking inevitable.
I don't come enough.
[crying] I don't like visiting.
It's heartbreaking to see.
He's too far gone.
I imagine a world…
where I dry him out, and he's normal again.
There's only one way it'll end, you know.
I'm frightened of coming through the door.
I don't wanna find him dead in his house.
I don't wanna find him dead in his house.
[sighs, sniffles]
[grunts]
[sniffles]
It's not my fault. It's the nature of the disease.
They find a way to get their hands on it.
Dude, you… I can't believe you can't see it from my end.
He's fucking drinking himself to death!
He is! You're doing that.
He's a fucking alcoholic. Come on, man, just say no to him.
It's better he gets it from me than drinking turps, isn't it?
Fucking hell, dude, I just feel like, coming back here and rubbing…
cat litter into your shitty little eyes.
[mocking] Fuckwit.
- You all right, love? - Vinnie.
- [attempts to speak] - Words. You just said words!
[speaks other language]
De koo… W-What? What?
[speaks other language]
What is this? What's this?
[speaks other language]
Is it from home? Is it a home thing?
What we looking at?
There? This?
- Malsia? Mal-Malsia? - Malaysia.
Malaysia. Oh! [laughs]
You're Malaysian. You're a Malaysian lady.
Yeah.
Fantastic. Shall we get it? Let's get it!
Fucking steal this damn thing. Yeah.
Yeah. Fuck this guy. Fuck you, dude. We're taking this.
- [Jihan mumbles] - [Vinnie] Yeah.
Gotta be done, Ashley. All right?
If the electric board sees that, the whole grow gets busted.
They've shut the power off, so there's nothing running through it.
I'll just get up here and just snip it, yeah?
Yes, yes. That's exactly what you'll do.
Oh, God. It's awful high, Tommo, sorry, this is basically space.
- Snip it! Snip it! - Snip it!
No, no. I can't do it.
With your great big, terrifying, Prince-Charles-sausage-finger hands.
He does have proper…
If it's so simple, and so safe, why don't you get up here and do it?
Clearly, we need someone
to stand here and supervise Cardi holding the ladder.
You've got to have somebody supervise Cardi, holding the…
holding the ladder.
Why don't I supervise Cardi holding the ladder
and you can get up here and snip the wire?
No point getting emotional about it, sweetheart. Fucking hell.
Come on, then, get down.
Fine! I'm coming down, Cardi.
I know.
It's safe! You can jump higher than this, man.
- Jesus. - You're on the ground.
- [Ash] Here you go. - You all right?
Jesus fucking Christ alive.
[Cardi] Get up there.
- [retches] - Oh, no, no, no, no.
Swear to God, Ashley, you know, for a big lad,
you can be a right fucking mard-arse.
Argh!
Oh! Fucking hell! Tommo, are you all right?
- Ooh… - Tom. Tom, are you…
You mustn't touch him, Cardi.
- Why not? - He's been electrocuted.
B-Big bang.
Tom, how many eyebrows do you normally have?
- [screams] - He's lost an eyebrow.
[screaming]
I've been mutilated!
- Hey, oh, er, lads? - What?
Be careful, there might be a charge running through from the genny.
- Malaysia! - What?
Malaysia! She's from Malay… Look at the size of these leeks.
What the fuck are you talking about?
She's from Malaysia, we've got some stuff from the supe…
We're gonna have a sit-down meal.
Tommo, stop fucking around, man.
He fucking went right, hit the deck, didn't he?
- I'm proper handsome as well, so… - Have you done it?
[Ash] Yeah, we cut the wire, like…
["Hard Work" playing]
♪ Hard work ♪
♪ Hard work ♪
♪ Hard work ♪
♪ Hard work… ♪
I found that, I don't know if that's useful to you.
I'll put it there, in case it is. Ooh, hang on! Hang on.
Also pineapple.
- What's going on with that eyebrow? - Hmm?
- Oh, Christ. - Oh.
It's all right, in't it, yeah.
I might stick with it, you know.
It's quizzical, in't it?
[Jihan in Malay]
[in English] Oh, my God.
O-Oh, my God! The… the… The ladybirds eat the aphids!
- Eh? - The ladybirds eat the aphids.
Holy fuck me! That's very sexual.
[all] ♪ It's very, very sexual ♪
♪ It's very, very sexual ♪
- ♪ Very, very sexual ♪ - ♪ It's very sexual ♪
[Jihan in Malay]
[in English] Y-Yeah, very true. Very true.
[in Malay]
- [in English] What's she's saying, Tommo? - Shh. Go on, go on.
[in Malay]
[in English] She says you just… You need to just water the plants.
Oh, right.
- Water the plants, dude. Honestly! - Just like this, yeah?
[in Malay]
[in English] I know, listen, I keep trying to tell him that.
What was that one?
[in Malay]
[in English] Just very disappointed in you as a man.
Yeah. And your hands are fucking terrifying.
[in Malay]
[in English] Just bizarre. You're bizarre and you're abnormally huge,
and if anything, you should just get put down.
[hesitates]
[Vinnie] Ashley! Get Jihan, dude.
Check this out.
- Sorry, mate. - Come. Sorry.
["Everywhere" playing on speakers]
♪ Come on, baby ♪
♪ We better make a start… ♪
Eh?
- Your very own granny flat. - Ta-fucking-da!
Ta-da!
- Smiling! - Oh, yeah.
She's bloody smiling!
- Holy shit… - Oh, come on down.
- Something smells good. - Entrée.
What's with the slug, mate?
I know she looks a bit… scared. But she's fucking lovely, honestly.
She does seem nice.
Look at these, she's bloody brilliant with plants.
She's been cooking and cleaning all kinds of shit.
Come here and have a look at this. Have a go on that. How good is this?
- What is it? - It's like Aladdin's cave.
It's a little granny flat for her to come and just chill out.
She can have a bit of privacy, on her own, do you know what I mean?
How long are you thinking she's gonna be staying for?
I don't know. I mean, fucking hell, she can stay as long as she wants.
You know, she can leave whenever she wants.
Just don't want her to feel like there's any bloody pressure.
- Mmm-hmm… - You know? Yeah.
- I mean, she's happy. - Yeah.
And the lads are happy that she's… I'm happy that she's happy…
What?
- Right, well, go on, then. - Look…
I love the fact that you wanna help her, right,
it's typical of you,
but she ain't appeared from nowhere, Vin.
Right, she's probably been in a weed grow,
against her will,
- and she's had to escape. - Hmm.
Yeah? And think about it, I'm just…
You're suggesting that she stays here with you,
in your weed grow,
cooking for ya, looking after it…
Just sounds terrible. Just sounds really bad.
- It does, yeah. - Now you've said it like that.
- Mmm. - Little list.
Lads, come and have a look at what I've got.
- Oh, fucking check it out! - [Dylan] Fucking hell, is that you?
- How's he got a bus? - School bus.
Get in, ya pig.
- Look at all this fucking… Ding-ding… - [bell rings]
Fucking sweet, dude. What is it?
[JJ] Right, lads. Okay.
This is 94 batteries all hooked up together, yeah,
making it a fully mobile and rechargeable gigafactory
which means, when this bad boy's charged up, yeah,
it's gonna have enough energy to power them grow lights
- for a week at a time. So… - [all exclaim]
…all we need to do is take this bus where the fuck we want,
charge it up, and fuck off.
[laughs] Fucking amazing.
Fair play, JJ. Ninety-four batteries and the whole thing's safe.
- [electricity zaps] - Ooh!
- That tss-ed me there… - Oh, it's fucking come off.
- Oh, yeah, man… - Other one, other one.
- Aah! - [all laughing]
- Edible, innit? This is amazing. - Amazing.
- That stuff there… - Yeah.
[banging on door]
- [Carol] Who's that now? - I'll go.
Hello, sunshine.
We're here to see Vincent.
["Sinnerman" playing on radio]
Well, something smells good.
[Dylan] 'Ey up, Davey. 'Ey up, Barry.
Where is he?
- He… He's not here, no. - No?
- He's not here, then, Dylan? - Yeah.
No, he's not… He's not here.
All right, Barry. Want a prawn cracker?
No.
[sniffs]
- What is this? - That…is… Yeah.
It's just summat I knocked up, in't it?
Yeah, help yourself.
- You knocked this up? - Mmm, mmm.
Yep.
- You do this as well? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
It's, er, summat I've always being into.
You know, knife work. I'm like a samurai with a parsnip.
It's very creative.
Didn't have you down as the artistic type.
Well, you have now.
Right in my curry.
So, where did you say Vincent went?
- Go-karting. - To see his dad.
- Gone to take his dad go-karting. - They're enthusiasts.
Yeah, they are…
Bit of father-son bonding, in't it?
I'll phone him.
No, I wouldn't do that, man. He's… he's busy.
He probably wouldn't hear ya, on account of the go-kart.
- Too much noise there. - [phone ringing]
- [whispers] Fuck. - Shh.
Sit down, sweetheart. I'll find it.
He's left his jacket and his phone.
He'll feel the cold out there tonight doing all that go-karting, won't he?
He has a suit on him. Go-kart suit on him.
- [Ash] Adrenalin, though. - [Carol] Evel Knievel.
- You tell Vincent I'll catch him tomorrow. - [Dylan] Will do.
Disappointed in you, Dylan.
[Ash] Cheers, lads, so much, for coming, seriously.
Vin, we're grand.
- Fucking hell. - They've gone.
Thanks, man.
[sighs]
Oh.
Who's this?
Your boy?
Is this your boy?
- Ah Long. - Ah Long.
He's…
handsome.
And nice smile.
Oh, er… Here.
My mum.
She was like you,
cooking…
and when I was little, we, er…
We used to dance in the kitchen together,
being silly.
[in Malay]
[in English] Here. It's okay.
It's okay.
[in Malay]
Mmm-mmm.
[in English] Come on. It's okay.
- [muffled] It's okay. - [sobs]
- [Erin] Vin. - Mmm?
- All right? - Yeah.
It's not safe for her here.
No. It's not.
Morning. I know this might be a long shot,
but I was hoping maybe you could help me with something?
- Yeah. - Yeah? Okay.
[running, descending footsteps]
- Guess what? - What?
This tall. Maybe a little bit taller than me, yeah?
He's got a receding hairline. That's… that's gone, yeah?
Tattoos. Oh, and he had something in his teeth as well, like a…
- Vincent. - Thingy.
Why you all rigid?
It's all right.
It's okay.
Loosen up, it's fine.
- [in Malay] - [in English] It's okay.
It's okay, look.
[man and Jihan speaking Malay]
- [in English] You all right, man, yeah? - Yeah… Yeah. Just, er…
[sniffles] …got a bit of that chilli in my eye.
Ah, come on.
[groans]
Are you okay?
[in Malay]
[teary inhale]
[in English] I haven't a fucking clue what you just said.
[laughs]
[Sugar laughing]
- [Sugar] Watch out, watch out. - [Carol] Careful now, Cardi.
- You've had a lot to drink there. - [Erin] Get the door, Shug.
["Narcissist" playing]
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ I've got lots of people Blowing up my phone ♪
♪ But it doesn't change the fact That I'm all alone ♪
♪ Baby, I'm a narcissist… ♪
[glass smashes]
- What's going on here? - [Vinnie mumbles]
- Shit! - Now sit the fuck down!
- Yeah, sitting down. Sit down. - Sit now.
Sitting down. Fuck me.
We're sitting. Fucking hell.
What the fuck is going on, here, man?
You don't want to do things the easy way, Vincent,
we'll do them the hard way. Where is she?
Where is who, dude? I…
- You're upsetting me. - I don't want to upset ya, man.
- You really don't. - No.
- Go get her! - Fuck me…
Davey?
[whispering] Do you mind? What the hell are you doing?
["Solid Ground" playing]
♪ How does it feel ♪
♪ When it's quiet and calm? ♪
♪ And will I be denied? ♪
♪ How will it feel ♪
♪ When it's time to move on? ♪
♪ Mother says kneel and pray ♪
♪ When it gets hard ♪
♪ I will roll those sleeves ♪
♪ Life can be so unkind ♪
♪ Ooh! ♪
♪ Would you help me? ♪
♪ I don't understand ♪
♪ Is it over? ♪
♪ Am I losing solid ground? ♪
♪ Solid ground ♪
♪ Solid ground ♪
♪ Solid ground ♪
♪ Solid ground ♪
♪ Solid ground ♪
[song fades out]
[Vinnie] You're the man who sells the weed, and we're the growers.
So, just tell me where the MacDonaghs fit in.
- [Sugar screams] - You fucking bastard!
[Manolito] Davey has some, er, photography of me.
You get those items back
and I cut those bastards off forever.
Ah…
- Forget it! - I'll fucking kill 'em…
Here's to calmer times.
[all exclaiming]
♪ But it doesn't change The fact that I'm all alone ♪
♪ Baby, I'm a narcissist ♪
♪ Or maybe I'm surrounded by shit ♪
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