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Woody!

Woody!

Woody?

Woody... It's all right, mate.

I'm just trying to get me dog. Woody.

Are you all right, mate?

Jesus Christ.

Darcy?

Darcy?

Woody!

It's all right.

You just sit down here.

I'm just gonna take your shoes off, okay?

You can have a little sleep.

'We all die in the beginning,

'so it's all about living, I suppose.

'I was a forgotten thirty-something in the '80s.

"Everything was a boom, a transaction."

'Or a big takeover.

'Money was God. Money is God.

'When our town died,

"we, with our young in hand, were just beginning."

"But we weren't living."

'I feel as though I'm a casualty, but that's cool

'because most of us feel that way.

'Housing development.

'Housing development of what?

"Two thousand people in an area that should be 200 maximum.

"Development is a cagey word.

"It's like fresh frozen.

"Twelve square feet of turf,

'a different coloured door to the neighbour,

'maybe a tiled front if you know someone in the trade.

'Other than that, you get four walls of bricks,

'furniture that cries out second-hand and poor,

'and the demoralised inhabitants who've lost touch with their origins.

"Behind these walls are people."

"Tim lives with his family in one of these houses."

'The guy is getting shit twenty-four seven.

"The problem is he thinks there's nothing he can do about it."

'The lads and the people in this town

'have been living in the same day their whole lives.

'None of them is singularly strong enough to break away

'and say, "Wait a minute, there must be more than this."

'No one. That's why nothing ever changes.'

(♪ VAN MORRISON: "Wild Night")

♪ As you brush your shoes, stand before the mirror

♪ And you comb your hair, grab your coat and hat

♪ And you walk the wet streets trying to remember

♪ All the wild night breezes in your memory ever

♪ And everything looks so complete

♪ I When you're walking out on the street

♪ And the wind catches your feet

♪ Sends you flying, crying

♪ Ooh, woo-whee

♪ Wild night is calling, all right

♪ Ooh, woo-whee

♪ Wild night is calling

♪ All the girls walk by dressed up for each other...

Would you, care to participate in a slight vibration?

♪ And the people passing by stare in wild wonder...

I'd...

I'd really appreciate your participation in this next waltz.

♪ And everything looks so complete

♪ I When you're walking out on the street...

Do you wanna dance?

♪ And the wind catches your feet

♪ Sends you flying, crying

♪ Ooh, woo-whee

♪ Wild night is calling, all right

♪ Ooh, woo-whee

♪ Wild night is calling, all right I

Oh, God! That's disgusting, man.

- Oh, that's grotty that is. - Snotty egg.

Protein! It'll put lead in your pencil.

There's more protein in my scro-jams, Darcy!

You'll have all the girls running after you.

- How do you work that one out, Darcy? - Well, look at Sylvester Stallone.

That's a movie though, innit, Darcy?

- No, but he drunk 'em though, didn't he? - Bullshit!

Yes, he did! There's no way they could've faked that.

- It must've been a stand-in! - The camera was on him all the time.

He broke six eggs in a glass and downed it!

Yeah, there was that Edwina Currie as well.

- Who? - Edwina Currie.

The... you know, with the-the chickens that escaped and that.

They laid bad eggs, you know what I mean?

They laid bad eggs... bad eggs, you know?

That's it. I'll see you Tuesday, yeah?

- All right, then. Cheers, Darc. - Yeah, ta-ta.

Yeah. No-no, but you know what I mean? It was like that... Sal-Sal... Salneamia.

Sal... That outbreak! There was like, chickens...

There was an outbreak, you know what I mean?

'Reputations are so important in a town like this.

'If your father was a hard man,

'then you're obliged to operate with muscle.'

Shaddy bastards!

Well, go on then.

'Librarians don't pull a lot of sway around here.'

- Wagwan? - Nothing.

So what you're spitting on your chips for?

Nothing. They're my chips, you know what I mean?

What you going on like I'd take your chips off you or something?

- No, you don't take my chips off me. - So what you spit on your chips for?

'Cos they're my chips.

You're a bit of a cheeky daft twat, aren't you?

Have you tried the Daz Doorstep Challenge?

Yeah. White's whiter than white. Or not.

- Even spit on the sausage... - Yo, give me that!

Don't even fucking dream about it, man!

- Don't watch me, right? - Leave it, man!

- Don't watch me, right? - Look... Don't even watch me!

- I swear to God I'll have you! - I'll drop kick you in your head, mate.

Please, grow up, little boy!

I don't even know what you're puffing out your big pigeon chest for!

Laugh at them. Laugh at these punks, man!

You all right?

Where's me fucking toothbrush?

£2.50 that toothbrush cost me, you little shit!

Are you listening? And what about these?

What about these?

Some bastard sat on the end of my bed and sucked all my fucking Strepsils,

then spit 'em all out all over the carpet.

Oh, Jesus!

Look at this! Look!

There's half a dozen stuck to the sole of me fucking foot!

What are you laughing at, you little shit?

What you laughing at?

I'll get to the bottom of this, I'm telling you!

We should've put you in a home 20 fucking year ago!

They're all made in Dundee.

Oh, rubbish! They're not made in Dundee.

- Dundee biscuits are made in Uttoxeter. - What are you talking about?

They're made in Uttoxeter, right?

My mum's got a friend who works in the factory, yeah?

Are Bakewell tarts made in Bakewell? Of course!

And Dundee biscuits...

Don't be stupid, man. Dundee biscuits are made in Dundee!

Gadget, man, what's up with you? You're like a woman or something.

No, I need... I need a shit really badly though, Knighty, yeah.

- You need a shit? - Yeah, I do.

Well, looky here.

Oh, Fagash, oh, nice! Give us some of that, mate.

I'll sell you some of it.

Yeah, I had that curry, you know, and it's giving me grief, mate.

- You want it? - Yeah.

- You want it? - Yeah.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Nah.

Jesus! You fucking raw guy, you're just raw.

We ain't gonna catch shit, are we?

Should've gone and bombed the river or something, man.

Bomb the river?

Yeah, bomb the river.

What part of "bomb the river" don't you understand, mate?

Well, "river" and "bombed".

Yeah, bomb the river, you know? Get the fish up, fucking catch something.

That's really nice, Daz.

Five pound a rabbit, my arse!

Oi, look! You lot, I've got one!

I've got one, look! Look, look. That's a beauty.

That's a fucking rabbit, mate!

- You've never caught that! - I did!

It's been dead about a bleeding month, look at it!

- So what? - What do you do?

Shit down the warren and they sent you that up as a peace offering?

Yeah, I did actually. No, but serious though.

It's a start though, ain't it, lads?

Wrong, mate, it's the finish, yeah? We're going home.

No! No, serious. I swear there's fucking hundreds down there, right,

and they're all dying for it. Come on!

Come on, we... we'll get 'em, mate. Come on!

Gadget, what do you wipe your arse on, man?

Oh, me pants and socks, man. Just come on, let's go.

Come on! Come on.

Nice.

Nice.

He's the lad that cried at "Watership Down".

Look at him now.

Come on then. Come on then. Let's have it. Let's have it!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

- Come on, come on, lads. - Darcy, this is wicked, man.

- Come on, we got a lot to do today. - Is this ours?

- Yes, all of it. - Excellent.

Course they do!

Where do you think the sting comes from, your mam's pants?

- Bees bite, wasps sting, yeah? - Nah.

Can you remember when you was a kid there was one of them, rhymes like,

so you could remember it?

Sort of like April, June, November, December type of rhyme,

but only it was about bees and wasps?

- No, mate. - You guys.

- Goon. - Oh, lovely.

- Yeah, you pick through those, yeah? - There's no pairs in this, is there?

'Knighty and co resent this lot

'because they've had a better start in life than themselves.

'At the end of the day it doesn't matter how much or how little you have.

'If you've never had anything to believe in, you're always going to be poor.

"Benny and the lads have agreed to try and make this boxing club work."

"That's all the commitment I need from them."

I just wish it was that simple to gel through to Knighty.

Here you are, lads.

'I'd love to bring the two ends of town together,

'like the boxing club we had as kids.'

Lads, come here. I wanna... I wanna talk to you, come.

Listen.

Look, I'm... I'm here for a reason, I-I...

I've been thinking about you lot all morning.

Listen.

I want you to get involved in a boxing club that I'm organising.

- Yeah, all right, Darcy. Nice. - No, no, no. Listen, listen.

Listen to me. Listen.

I'll make you a deal, right?

I'll play your sports right now, right?

And give you five penalties.

If you get three of 'em, I'll just walk away and leave you to your misery, right?

But if you don't...

...you'll turn up next Tuesday to my boxing club and give it a bit of a go.

- Deal? - Let's do it, man.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Be worth it just to see your fat arse moving round that goal, Darcy.

You will? Right.

You know... if this is gonna be a proper club

we need some more lads.

Lads you can have a real spar with, you know?

Yeah.

Yeah, I wouldn't mind knocking some heads.

Yeah, that's one out of one, Darcy.

That's hardly fair, lads.

But good initiative. I'll let you have that one.

Yeah, but hold up, Darcy, right, I mean...

I'm trying to do it for the fitness here, you know what I mean?

I'm not trying to be a pro. No Muhammad Ali.

Sparring's not boxing, it's an art form.

Just getting me eye in, lads, all right?

I don't trust him, lads. I can smell a rat.

It's not in my pants, 'cos I've just put them on.

And it's not in mine either, I never wear pants.

Fourth.

Okay, Darcy. Who have you got in mind?

Knighty and co.

- What? - Look, I know they're picking on you,

but you could teach them a thing or two in that ring.

They're all on drugs.

A week of training in that ring

and you could knock seven colours of shit out of them.

Are you game?

See you next Tuesday.

Fagash?

- What? - Fagash?

- Fagash! - Fuck off.

You left your door open.

Well, could kindly close it on the way out?

Listen, I wanna ask you something.

What? Is this gonna take long?

- Thirty seconds. - No.

- Fifteen? - Go on then, go.

Right. I've got a boxing club that I'm starting up with the lads

and I think you should join.

- See that suit there? - Yeah?

Well, I was gonna wear that suit in court in about an hour,

but I'm not now, I'm going to bed.

I've just finished me Temazies

and, I'll be swimming in about ten minutes.

So I'm gonna go and have a nice little lie down

before the shit hits the fan, all right?

- So could you... - What are they, sleeping pills?

And you're supposed to be in court?

Supposed to be, but I'm not, so... Fagash. Fagash, listen.

If you don't go... go to court, they'll come and get you.

And if they come and get you, you won't get anywhere near the court.

You'll go straight into the joint. Right?

You've gotta go in there and defend yourself. You've gotta fight.

I wanna go to bed.

Can you just... What are you doing?

You're not going... you're not going to...

The social worker does not even know that.

It is clear we must give back to the community.

The community deserves a break from Mr Fraser's narcotic activities.

I know that Wesley has had ample opportunities to try and sort himself out,

as-as the man over there is saying,

but every time he's left this court he's gone back to the same situation.

We do not need to fill our prisons up with criminals

whose only crime is the degradation of their lives.

He will be given respect for going down by the mates in his circle.

Look, I've...

I've set up a boxing club to get Wesley and his mates doing something.

I went to see him this morning to ask him if he'd... if he'd help me to run it.

Give him another chance and I guarantee

the number of young men you get coming through that door will go down.

Listen, off the record, Sally,

you were around when the boxing club ran when we were kids.

Well, you know what happened, you saw it for yourself.

The crime rate went down because we had something to believe in.

- See you. - Come on, Fagash, let's get out of here.

That was amazing, man. How did you do that?

- I don't know. - It was amazing.

- Listen, it doesn't change... - I can't believe that happened.

Listen, you're gonna be there Tuesday, ain't you?

- Yeah, I said I would, didn't I? - That's a promise? Yeah, all right.

- Are you coming to my house? - No, not today.

I'd be far happier if we had the shoe.

If we had this shoe, it'd be a cast-iron case.

'This morning is a gift.

"Every morning you have another chance."

'Sometimes you do nothing.

"Sometimes you get lucky and the day shines on you."

'But how often do you wake and seize that day with your own hands?

'Make that day your own?

"This morning, my friends,

'is the morning I remove my life from the hands and strings of fools

'and try to build a dream, 'the One on One Boxing Club.'

On the spots, that's it. That's it.

Keep your guard up, that's it. Lovely.

- Hey! All right, lads? - How are you doing?

All right, Darcy? Listen, cheers, man.

The other day was amazing, I thought I was going down.

Did he tell you what he did?

Get out!

What are you... what are you doing?

Get out!

You'd be in prison if I hadn't come round your house.

You've got ten minutes

to go home, get changed and come back!

'Cos my name's hanging on the line for you.

God, there was shitloads in that spliff!

Get out! Ten minutes!

Fucking hell!

And I don't ever want to see whacky backy inside this building again.

Ever!

Is that understood?

- Yeah, Stu. - All right, Tim?

- All right, Stu, mate? - Oh, look who it is, man.

Any more buckets of water, Darc?

There's a box outside with vests and pants in it. Go and get changed.

You're late already!

Come on, we're wasting time. Come on!

Get yourselves together, come on.

This is the space, lads.

As soon as you go through these ropes you must master control.

Now, I know you lot have been having a go at each other for years,

but in this ring, for three one-minute rounds,

you behave like sportsmen.

Right, off you go, lads.

Get up!

Cheeky bastard!

What the fuck, man? Get off him!

Come on, just calm down.

- Fucking get off me! - Get out!

I'll fucking kill him!

- You'll kill him? - Yeah!

- Come on, come on! - Yeah, yeah! He's mine, the little bastard!

- You wanna kill someone? - Yeah!

Come on! Come on, kill me!

Come on, your rules.

Kicking, biting, you can tool yourself up if you like.

Come on. Come on!

Now, what do you wanna do?

Stand out here and sulk

or come back in there and box properly?

With control.

Listen, Knighty... if you behave like an animal,

I'll just wind up with a bunch of bloody animals on me hands.

If you show respect, they'll all show respect.

I need you, man.

What do you say?

Come on.

I've just never been floored before, Darcy.

I just flipped out.

And that was Youngy... after one week of training.

Youngy!

Can you imagine you after a month?

You'd be unbeatable, man!

Come on, come back in? Come on.

That's it. Control, it's all you need.

Learn to control that bloody temper of yours.

Right, lads, I wanna see you behaving like sportsmen, right?

Okay, off you go.

Darcy, you're very good at that, you know?

- Go on, move around a bit, mate. - Go on, Daz. Come on, mate!

Goon, Daz.

Don't let him rule you, Benny. Don't let him rule you.

- Go on, Benny. - Nice.

Keep your guard up there.

- Keep your guard up. - Daz, have him.

Yes, man. Go on!

Don't let him get inside. Don't let him get too close.

- Nice one! - Touch down!

You can beat him, man. Keep your guard up.

Don't give it up.

Fuck this! He's beating me.

Oh, shit!

- Meggy, get up! - Don't let him get you in a corner.

Go on, sort him out, man.

Use your reach. Use your reach!

Come on, Daz.

He'll get you for that one.

Knock him out!

Oh, nice! Mud him up, man.

Now!

Yes, Benny. Wicked, rude boy!

Daz, man, you all right, mate?

You all right, Daz?

- You all right, matey? - You all right then?

Let's get him up. You all right, mate?

- You all right, matey? - You all right?

Yeah.

- Come on! Behave. - Cheers, Darc.

Right... Youngy, mate, I'm sorry about before, yeah?

- I just wanted to apologise... - Right, cheers, Darc.

- Night. - No hard feelings?

- Clear the ring. - You all right, I'm sorry.

Right, let's have you. Next two then, come on.

Come on, you're having some, you are.

(♪ SUN HOUSE: "Monkey Dead")

♪ I Wake me up, I'm a slow mover

♪ Shake me out, I'm a chain groover

♪ Kick me out of this blood-ridden bed

♪ The monkey I knew once is dead...

Hey, what are you doing?

♪ Throw me down, down on the strand

♪ And bind me up by my feet and my hands

♪ Now feed me blind till my blood runs red

- ♪ The monkey I knew once is dead... ♪ - Hello, Darcy.

- Oh, hello, Ron. - No, don't stop, don't stop.

I just brought me boy, Tonka, down to meet you.

- Is that your real name, Tonka? - No.

No, it's his nickname, 'cos he's fat.

- Ain't that right, Tonks? - Yeah.

There's some crap up there!

Hey, I could show you a few of my old moves, son. Oh, aye.

You know, I used to have the quickest knockout of all our lot.

I could switch the light out and be in bed before it went dark.

Look, Darcy, I'll be straight with you. You know the wife left us.

Well, you know, I went deeper into me work, didn't I?

It's a way of forgetting, I suppose.

Tonka, on the other hand, started eating.

I'm talking day and night.

It's a cry for help. I wasn't there for him, was I?

Anyway, now I'm seeing this new bird

and in me heart I know I can out things right.

But Tonka won't let her in, he misses his old mum.

The new bird, she's really trying.

Useless, but trying.

Very trying.

I just can't believe it. I just can't believe it.

The midfield's fallen apart since Draper's gone.

They've absolutely collapsed.

It's gonna be the Third Division all over again.

What's the point? What's the point?

What's the point?

Fifteen games now we've gone down in the 80th minute, or later.

Yeah.

Anyway, what was I... Oh, yeah.

I thought he could come down to your club, you could train him up a bit,

he could start to lose some weight, his confidence would come back,

me and his new mum could come to all his fights

and I can start to put me life in some sort of semblance of order.

What do you think?

Can he fucking come?

Oh, yeah, of course.

You see, Tonks, what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna sponsor Darcy's boxing club.

You know, put a few quid into it,

So in me heart I know he's gonna look after you.

You will look after him, Darcy, won't you?

I'll do me best.

Right, listen, son. You can't go through life being fat and stupid.

Let's get cracking straight away. You help Mr Darcy with his painting.

- All right, go on. Off you go. - All right.

I'll talk to you about money next week, Darcy.

Yeah, yeah. I'll see you, Ronnie.

Do you want a cup of tea?

- Yeah, my real name's Karl. - Oh, right.

- So you got a new mum? - Yeah, yeah.

It's the third one this year.

You, boxing?

You won't last five minutes.

You'll give it up as soon as you realise how much it hurts.

It's about training and fitness.

Don't you fucking try telling me what boxing's about!

- I wasn't. - And don't answer me back!

- Look, maybe he's trying to do this for you. - You what?

Well, boxing's what you did, maybe he's trying to make some connection.

Mum!

Oh, a connection.

Okay then. Let's box. Come on.

Let's box, you fucking spineless little bastard!

And you! You can stick that fucking tea right up your arse!

Youngy, come here, man.

Hold his hands back. Hold his hands.

See? Now I'm gonna do the full thing. Ready? Right.

You fucking hit me in the appendix.

Come on then, come on then.

Oi, oi, come here! Come here!

Come on!

Calm down!

Who told you to stop? Come on, get on with it!

Back to work!

Look, it's supposed to hurt, Tonks. Toughens up the fat.

I'm just fed up of everyone picking on me.

I know. Look, I know you don't wanna be a fighter. I know that.

But I need help here.

This is a tough lot, I need an assistant.

- Would you help me? - Yeah.

- Would you be my assistant? - Yeah.

You'll have to toughen up to handle this lot.

- Yeah. - Yeah?

Right, come on. All change! All change.

(♪ TIM BUCKLEY: "Look At The Fool")

♪ Each and every day

♪ Every little way

♪ I've been loving you

♪ I can't live without your loving at night

♪ Makes it hard

♪ To say it's wrong when I know it's right

♪ Even though the years won't be kind

♪ I love you more than I care about myself

♪ I love you

♪ I love you, hate you for what you're doing to my health

♪ I love you

♪ I love you, hate you for all the love you make me feel

♪ I love you

♪ I love you, darling 'cos you know I can't leave ♪

Or was it more like a kinda James Brown slides going on?

No, listen, man. It was more kinda like, you know,

"Grease", "Saturday Night Fever" kind of thing, you know what I mean?

So what? You paid for the taxi, yeah, back to her place?

Oh, yeah, I kept the receipt for tax purposes, of course.

So... you stayed the night though, yeah?

Well, yeah. Till her dad found me, yeah.

So did you get your cricket pads on then?

Yeah.

- You got padded up, yeah? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- So... did you get to the crease? - Yeah, course I did.

So what? Did you make a century or were you out for a duck?

Listen, guys, I scored big time.

Oh, can I get you anything?

Oh, no, no, no. I-I-I just came in to find out how the...

- how the cushions were going? - Oh, I'm getting there.

How's the club doing?

Oh, it's great. I'll tell you what, if-if you come down tomorrow morning,

I'll give you a guided tour.

Oh, I can't. I've gotta go and help me mum find some curtains tomorrow.

Well, me nan's just moved into a new bungalow, you know.

Oh, that's right. She's... she's in that new block, isn't she?

Yeah, she's after all the men.

Sounds great.

I'll be there myself in the not too distant future.

Look at me, I've...

This boxing club has had the final strands of me youth from me cranium.

What?

Sorry.

So what was her name?

Sandra. I didn't get her second name

'cos it were just a single name thing, you know what I mean?

So what did you tell her your name was?

Here you are, guys, have a cheese to as tie.

No, come on! What did she call you?

Well, for tax purposes again, you know,

I had to change my name to, Sylvester.

Yeah? Nice.

Fagash, are these "Value" fish fingers, mate?

No, no, they're economy ones.

I told you to get some good'uns. These are crap.

I bet they've got about three pieces of fish in each finger.

Well, if you don't like it... ...then get out me house.

Hang on. I gave you two pound to get these fingers.

I bet you've only spent about 50p on these.

Oh, yeah. Sorry.

- What? - Well, can I have my 1.50 change, please?

Whey-hey, here we go.

Ah, excuse the first gear, it's a little bit, shifty.

- Once you get it in though, it's fine. - Your driving's getting better, pet.

If he goes any slower, we'll be in reverse.

He's a learner, Alan, he's a learner!

Well, I know! That's why I'm not overtaking him.

Right, right.

I'm not sure that the speed would... I don't think I could overtake him anyway.

You're doing all right. You're doing all right, chuck.

'♪ The closer I get the further I fall

♪ I'm counting on you not to make me fall

♪ I need your love like I need a bike

♪ So come on baby, throw me a line

♪ La-la, la-la-la-la, la-la, la-la-la-la

♪ La-la, la-la-la-la

♪ I won a fishing crown, yeah I

'When fishing, we sit and watch our floats in still water,

'bobbing up and down like Rocky.

'On the surface, things seem fine.

'Whilst below, the winded maggot folds and dies.

"Dancing with my Auntie Iris gives me the quilt to hide my loneliness.'"

(♪ STRAUSS: "The Blue Danube")

Wait out here, Shannie, I wanna talk some business with me dad, yeah?

Yeah.

Yes, you know, I was saying in the '40s they had no idea how to make

so what they did is, they called the Yanks in.

- Hey! - All right?

Long time no see. Where you been?

Oh, you know, around.

Fucking stinky!

Darcy, you in the khazi?

I won't be a sec.

- You all right? - Yeah, fine.

Oh! I want you to meet someone.

Dad, this is Darcy. Darcy, this is me dad.

Please to meet you.

- What are you looking at? - Nothing.

- What you looking at? - Nothing.

Here, your eyes... your eyes. No, look at me a minute.

- They're the same colour as mine. - Yeah.

That's great.

Go in there and have a reconnaissance, right?

Go in there. I want to put the audience at the far end of the hall,

but, I mean, it's entirely up to you, it's your show.

So, you go have a look around, let me know what you wanna do.

- All right, son. - All right.

- Catch you later, Darcy. - Yeah.

Ronnie?

Ronnie, what's going on?

Me dad, he's gonna be the referee and the announcer.

Shit, didn't I tell you?

No, I-I-I'm meant... I'm meant to be going to sleep over at Tonka's.

No, you can come round and see me.

We'll have a nice little chat, bottle of wine...

Civilised, you know what I'm saying?

No, no. No, I can't. It's... it's a biblical thing, man.

You don't... thou shalt not sleep with Ronnie's missus.

At least you wanna sleep with me.

No, no, that's not what I meant. No!

You wanna sleep with me and it's a biblical thing?

We can get down and pray, boy.

Has he ever done this before?

Do you know who he is?

Yeah, he's your dad.

That's Jimmy Marsh.

What? What, Jimmy Marsh?

You're joking!

I thought he was in nick.

Darc, he's done 15, he's entitled to a weekend off, ain't he?

No, it's me and you. Come on, look at that hair.

- No, no, no, no, no. - Go on. Are you ticklish?

Are you ticklish? Are you ticklish?

- No, no, no... - Which bits aren't ticklish?

No, I can't, I... What happened to all the money?

What do you think's gonna pay for your boxing do?

We're not gonna get in trouble for this, are we?

Darcy! That money, I mean,

it's been laundered so many times it's... fucking shrunk!

Oh. I-I-I'll go and show him around, yeah? Jimmy?

- I can't, I... look... - Doesn't matter what you say.

No... Doesn't matter.

You all right, son? You look like you've seen a ghost!

Yeah, no, I'm all right, Ronnie, yeah.

We were just talking about old times.

Things that are gonna happen in the near future.

You gonna get in the motor then?

- Yeah, all right. Catch you later. - Yeah.

Word of advice, son. Leave women alone, they turn you grey.

- What do you think of Darcy then, Dad? - Yeah, he's all right, I mean...

Just a few things, lads.

I think it's time that we had a match against another club.

Yeah? No!

Yeah? No!

I've already been to the paper.

They're gonna do an article about us.

And there's a bloke coming in a bit to take our photograph.

So tidy yourselves up.

Knob.

Oh... and best of all.

Out of all the money that Tonka's dad gave us to buy all this equipment,

we have a little bit left in the kitty for a few days away.

Lads, we are going to Wales.

Well, don't get too excited, will you?

Come on, lads, it'll be great!

You'll be able to totally concentrate your mind.

And you get a break as well.

We can get it together for the match?

- How long's that for, Darc? - A couple of days.

It'll cost, though!

It's free!

- That's all right then. - Oh, bugger you lot!

Listen, 10am Saturday morning we all meet outside there.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

I've got two rules.

- No pot. - Oh, what?

No lady friends.

- And no drinks after midnight. - That's three, knob.

All right, three!

Excuse me, is this the 101 Boxing Club?

That's right, mate. Come in and meet the lads.

I told you, didn't I? Come on.

Oh, I've broke me camera now.

Darcy?

We're going all the way to Wales in the back of that?

Oh, don't be a wet mop!

- There's no room! - Shut up.

- All right, boys? - All right, Daz.

Here are, it's Ronnie, lads.

- His mum's here. - Is that his mum?

That's not his mum, is it?

- I used to go to school with her. - You're joking.

Seriously, man, I did.

Right, I need this one.

Couldn't she have bought you a bigger one?

Fuck's sake.

Go on, get your arm in it.

- Got it? Go on. - Yeah.

Come on, stop pratting about, get your arm in it. Come on, won't hurt you.

That's it, that's it. There, that's it.

What's all these bags?

Look at him with all them bags, man!

Sharon's packed 'em.

You got more fucking luggage here than Fergie.

Sharon, come here.

What's all these bags?

- What are you shouting about now? - What's all these bags?

What do you think all the bags are for?

There's a system, ain't there, when you go...

Tell me about your system.

He's out in the elements, ain't he?

That's the whole point. He goes out in the elements

- to bond with nature and all that bollocks! - Yeah, but you can only go so far.

Do you want him to come back with some manky leg shit and all that

and then you'll have to deal with for once in your life, won't you?

(Lads) ♪ You fat bastard, you ate all the pies ♪

I've been up all night making fucking grub for him

to make he's got his nutrients in there and his sarnies.

And what have you done? Fuck all!

You, take these, and choose which bags you want.

And you, shut up, and give him a hand, for once in your fucking goddamn life.

Take the bags, take as many bags are you like.

Which bags do you want? You want this one? You want that one?

- I'll go and buy some more bags! - Don't chuck them around!

I'll go and buy... how many bags? I'll buy more bags.

You can stay up tomorrow night and pack them and all.

Go on, sling your hook and get down there. Get on that thing.

- Have a good time. - I can't believe you. Five bags!

- Just take them out and shut up. - He can't even get around the car!

Watch the car, Tonks. You're gonna scratch the car.

Are you sure, Darcy?

Darcy? Darcy, have a word?

I've written me mobile number down,

So any problems, don't hesitate to call me.

Right, okay.

Darcy, you will look after him for me, won't you?

Ronnie, he's gonna be fine. The lads really like him.

- Here's an orang-utan for you. - A what?

Orang-utan, Darcy. It's a serious monkey.

Oh, Ronnie, come on. You don't have to give me any more money.

No, no, Darcy, believe me, the way he eats you'll fucking need it.

Now, you have a good trip?

See you later, lads.

- Can we go now? Are you happy? - Oh, shut up and get in.

Mind my sandwiches. Mind my sandwiches!

No, don't lean on my legs, man! Not my legs!

- Hey, hold on! - Gadget!

Come on then. Come on then!

Come on then. Let's go, man. Come on then!

(♪ THE CHARLATANS: "North Country Boy")

♪ Hey, country boy

♪ Hey, country boy

♪ What are you sad about?

♪ Every day you make the sun come out

♪ Even in the pouring rain

♪ I'll come to see you

♪ And I'll save you, I'll save you

♪ What do you care about?

♪ And she says, "This and that"

♪ What do I mean to you?

♪ I'll show you if you want the truth

♪ I can't remember

♪ I don't know how to tell you

♪ But I love you just the same...

Yes!

Yes, man!

Yeah!

Yeah!

- Yeah! - On top of the world, man!

♪ ...I'd be good to my daddy

♪ Who loves you though I bet it's not the same

♪ As your North country boy

♪ Hey, country boy

♪ What are you sad about?

♪ I think we'll work it out

♪ Even in the morning rain

♪ He'll come to see you

♪ Hope your feelings are the same...

If you got a big nail, you need a big hammer to knock it in with.

So you're all right.

Now, when you're ready, snatch him out, all right?

- You did it! - I caught it, Darcy!

Tim, man, you did it! Never thought you would.

One... two... three!

Yeah!

♪ What do you care about?

♪ And she says, "This and that"...

♪ What do I mean to you?

♪ I'll show you if you want the truth

♪ I threw it all away

♪ Don't know where I put it

♪ But I miss it all the same

♪ How many eyes must a young girl have?

♪ I know she makes you cry

♪ I know she makes you laugh

♪ I'd be good to you, if I could I'd make you happy

♪ If I'd be good, I'd be good to your daddy

♪ Who loves you, but I bet it's not the same

♪ As your North country boy ♪

'As a child, my dad would tell me a story before bed.

'He'd say that if the Earth was a big floating ball, ten foot by ten foot,

"which was surrounded by gas that held the water in place,

'then people would come from everywhere to see this amazing sight.

"They would stare in awe at the beauty."

'And when they looked at it with a magnifying glass,

'they would see people moving around

'and they would be overcome with wonderment at these tiny creatures.

'And then he'd say that I was one of these tiny creatures,

'I was special and wonderful.

"Everything I did was a miracle."

'When I remember this I feel on top of the world.

'On our way home from Wales we were a boxing club

'on the verge of our first clash.

"That made me feel the same way.'"

- George. Johnny. - You all right, man?

- Oh, sweetheart. - I'm having problems with this one.

- Here you here, give us it. - Oh, yeah. Cheers, mate.

- Rough night, was it? - It was, yeah.

Hi, Jo.

How was Wales?

Oh, it was great. Made a very big impression on the lads.

A lot of people have seen the article, you know?

- Everyone's been talking about it. - Yeah?

Did you manage to save me some for the lads?

Well, I've saved you one,

but all the lads were outside me shop this morning at half five.

- Yeah? - Gadget was in his, pyjamas,

dressing gown and his fishing wellies.

Oh! It's nice.

It's a pity they didn't mention Ronnie.

I did tell 'em that he'd sponsored it.

- It's nice though, ain't it? - It's great, yeah.

How's your mum?

Oh, you know, not too bad.

Ah, shame they didn't write about any of our fights,

- there'd be no comparison. - Oh, Adrian.

Not really, son, I'm proud on you. You've done good.

Yeah. I think it's really good you're getting into sports.

Yeah, what about coming down the match? County, Saturday, Stockport?

Be all right, that will.

Oh, I... I don't know, Dad.

Jesus, what's that? Where's me mug?

Sorry, love. I broke your Notts County mug.

You've broken it? Fifteen years I'd had that.

Second Division Championship. Jimmy Cyril had drank out of that.

Well, why don't you try the Penguins? They're Notts County, aren't they?

How many times? It's not Penguins, it's Magpies.

- Oh, yeah. - Magpies.

Here, you have that.

"Mr Darcy, 55, said, 'I've set up this club to get the lads of this town

up on their feet doing something."

Can you believe this?

"To give them a chance to prove themselves."

"In my day, when the 101 Club ran, it gave us kids something to believe in."

Jo, I... I-I-I don't want you to think I'm impertinent,

but, how would you fancy going out for a drink?

You know, as a thank you.

On Friday.

After-after the training.

Well, we could... We could talk about the-the cushions.

Oh, the ring cushions? Oh, right, yeah. All right.

Yeah.

Yeah?

It's unbelievable.

"And the crime rate dropped massively."

Ideas above your station, you lad.

I suppose being here in the paper

with a group of Darcy's monkeys makes you feel great, don't it?

Geoff, don't do this.

Why don't you just leave her alone?

You'd better watch your mouth, lad! Just watch your mouth.

Get your hands off me! Why can't you just be happy for me?

You have to ruin everything? Well?

You... you wanna think about your mother, you.

You wanna think about your mother to be doing all this.

Look what it's doing to her. Go on, have a good look.

Just look at her. I'm going to the pub!

You know that since we came back from Wales,

I have to consider you a good brethren, you know that, don't you?

Oh, right. Yeah, yeah.

Good, good.

I mean, it's like all that palaver with Sandra, you know what I mean?

And it's like, I know that me and you, as good buddies, will get over that

and we'll see past that, you know what I mean?

It's like, we won't hold it against each other.

I'll tell you what though. We did look good in the paper, didn't we?

I mean, I can't believe how good the club's coming along.

Hey, listen, man, I looked sharp in there, you know?

That morning I must've done about 120 press-ups.

Just-just rewind that, yeah?

I mean, Sandra and-and that palaver, yeah?

I mean, that's crap, that it. I mean, you and my Sandra?

I mean, you and her?

Have you not been listening to anything I've said for the last ten minutes?

There's no me and her.

It's me and you... and her.

You and her, right.

Yeah?

- Right, yeah. - Nice.

Ronnie, listen... Darcy, come here.

- I did tell them about... I did tell... - Never mind all that old bollocks.

Come here!

Oh, shit.

- Oh, no. - Go on, get out there, see if he's all right.

I don't need this, do 1?

Oh, for fuck's sake. He's... I can't get the fucking door open!

Look, don't call me stupid. I'm gonna deal with this, I don't need you...

Don't shout at me. Get your fat arse out of the window now.

That's what I don't need. Darcy, you all right?

- Darcy? - Is he bleeding a lot?

Oh, no, he's only got blood all over me motor.

Don't fucking push me arse like that! I can manage.

You're making things fucking worse!

- Oh, this is fucking ridiculous. - It doesn't matter about the car.

There's a man there bleeding. Now, sort it out.

Oh, for fuck's sake! Darcy, are you all right?

- Oh, look. - Look at the blood all over me car.

Look! Look at the state of it.

- You all right, Darcy? - Set him out in the recovery position.

What do you mean, set him out in the recovery position?

He's hit his fucking head,

he ain't had a fucking heart attack, has he, you silly cow!

Get that blanket out the car and wrap around his head.

His spine needs re-aligning and everything. Don't you know no thin"?

Spine needs re-aligning? He's hit his fucking head!

You got 'em?

- Here you are, darling. - Ta, love.

No worries.

Sure you're all right, Darcy? You took a bit of a knock there.

We've got you satsumas and flowers and shit, you know?

Yeah, they're seedless and all, Da. You'll be safe with them anyway.

Ta.

Ah, shit, Darcy, this is a mess, ain't it?

I'm sorry, but, I mean, I was just really upset, you know?

I mean, I put a lot of money into this thing, you know,

and my name weren't mentioned in the article.

Yeah, but I did ask her to mention you though. I did.

Don't go all moody on me, Darcy. I mean, I'm here, ain't I?

I mean, I hate fucking hospitals and I'm here.

Oh, leave him alone. Look at the state of him and it's your fault and all.

Yeah, you nearly cracked my skull open!

Oh, come on, Darcy! If I'd meant it, you wouldn't be walking, would you?

It was an accident, these things happen.

Yeah, but I asked her to put you in the article. I did ask her.

But it's not good enough, Darc.

It's cost me a fortune and me name ain't in it.

I'm entitled to get the hump, only right! I'm entitled to get the hump!

Will you shut up? It was an accident!

It was a fucking accident. Don't drive me mad!

Can we shake on this, Darc? I don't want this to come between us.

I mean, I want us to stay friends. I'd feel a lot better if we shook on it.

Well, I can't. I'm holding up me bandage.

Well, shake with your left hand then.

Everybody knows you can't shake with your left hand, stupid.

It don't count.

Well, hold his bandage, he can shake then.

Oh, Ronnie, please! Let's just forget about the handshake, we'll do it later.

Sure it don't count with your left hand?

- Course it don't. - What am I fucking asking you for?

Excuse me, mate. Does it count if you shake with your left hand?

This article is a stepping stone into the arms of the public.

I tell you, we crossed it well. We have.

You do realise that a front page headline

practically guarantees us a big crowd on our first match.

We'll show that Mayor who needs crutches!

We've got the masses!

- I tell you, he was that big. - Yeah?

And one good right hand and... laid him out.

- Really? - Oh, aye, dead as a doornail.

- You mean, you killed him? - Pushing up daisies now, son.

- Real... what was his name? - Stephen Stephenson.

- Yeah, all right then. - Stephen S. fucking Stephenson, right.

Oh, all right, Dad.

(♪ SUN HOUSE: "Crazy")

♪ Every day is insane

♪ Sunday noon, Sunday rain

♪ You can see him smile

♪ Take your time, take a while

♪ I know

♪ I'm going crazy, man

♪ I know

♪ I'm going crazy, crazy, crazy...

♪ Sucked the sun out of the sky

♪ The only reason, I don't know why

♪ Sucked the sun out of the Earth

♪ Tell me why, what I'm worth

♪ I know

♪ I'm going crazy, man

♪ I know

♪ I'm going crazy, crazy, crazy

♪ See him sitting in a sketch

♪ I know, he is rich

♪ I can take him all alone

♪ Destined for super stardom

♪ I know

♪ I'm going crazy, man

♪ I know

♪ I'm going crazy, man

♪ I know

♪ I'm going crazy, man... ♪

Oh, man, Wales was fucking brilliant.

It was top, man. I'm up for that again, definitely.

Oh, aye, it was good, weren't it?

I'm gonna write to that lass in the fucking pie shop, man.

- What about your girlfriend? - Oh, fuck her.

That's up here though, innit, mate, not down there.

What's up, B?

Ah, nothing really.

You're looking down and shit, man.

I'm all right really, you know what I mean?

Nothing you can sort out, anyway.

Girl trouble, innit?

No, nothing like that.

You got a girl though, ain't you?

Well, no. Not at the minute.

What about you?

Girls?

Oh, I got enough girls, man. Enough girls.

Trust me!

See you.

Here. Sit up.

Get some of this down you.

You all right?

Yeah... me head hurts though.

Listen, I've been out. I brought you some grapes.

- Oh. - Okay?

Look, don't worry about the match.

This Saturday, don't worry about it.

If you wanted to turn up and help us, yeah, fine, but... don't worry.

I'm gonna have to go.

Are you gonna be all right?

I'll stay if you like. I-I've just... got some things to do.

No, no, no. No, I'll be all right.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

All right then.

But use this time? Use it, think.

Get your life back in order.

Try looking at the world with straight eyes for a bit, just for a bit.

See you, Fagash.

See you, Darcy.

Cheers.

- That's 1.50, mate. - Cheers.

Hey, here's your change.

Jo? Jo?

Jo?

Jo... You on a break?

I was upstairs watching "Neighbours".

- What? - Watching "Neighbours" on the telly.

The papers? I can't... sorry.

I can't..., I-I'm sorry, can you...

What's that?

It's a... "I'm sorry".

- What... - Well, yeah.

So what happened to you the other night then?

Oh, it was... It was an absolute nightmare.

One of the lads got in a right state. I had to stay with him to...

- Was he okay? - Oh, yeah, yeah.

Oh, he's fine now. I-I... you know, I think.

Yeah.

Did you, did you manage to-to finish the cushions?

Yeah, yeah, sure, they're upstairs.

Oh, great, great, good. May... maybe I could take 'em and shoot off?

- Right. - I've got so much to organise

down at the... you know, down at the gym.

You are... you are coming tomorrow night to the match, yeah?

Oh, yeah, I should think so, yeah. Are you a bit nervous then?

As they say in the business, I'm, cacking me pants.

Ever so slightly.

And, look, Jo, I'm... I'm really sorry

about the drink, you know... I wanted to take you out.

- Sorry. - Oh, no, don't worry.

It's all right, I got a bottle of wine and watched a bit of telly, you know?

I'll just go and get them for you then, okay?

Yeah, great, thanks.

I think...

...what we might do is... drive up to Scarborough.

Be nice.

We could stop at the pub on the way for a bit of lunch.

I couldn't drink a lot 'cos I'm driving of course, you know,

but, it would be nice.

It would be nice.

(♪ SUN HOUSE: "Fallen Flower")

♪ Come take a seat and light it up

♪ Light up one for me

♪ We can talk about your suicide

♪ Freedom in the family

♪ Put away all powder and pills

♪ They've been your fall

♪ You're all for the place, get out of my face

- ♪ You can take it all... - Keep an eye on us today, Rocky.

We're gonna need a bit of luck.

♪ You're a fallen flower

♪ You're a bruised up baby...

All right, Darc? All right, boy?

Fucking hell, looks like a bingo hall, all this bunting.

You got a cigar this time.

Well, what do you think?

Ah!

You get them done, Darc?

- Oh, that's the bollocks, innit? - Yeah.

Oh, I like that, yeah. Yeah, very nice.

It's about time I went legit.

Come on, son, let's go and see the lads.

- Good luck. - I know.

Now, I'm telling now, no singing.

No, no, 'cos you, Dad, 'cos you got a mic and a bow tie,

none of that Frank Sinatra business, you know what you're like.

Are you gonna leave it out with the same old jokes every day?

♪ Come take your time and roll it up

♪ Roll with dignity

♪ Roll with dignity

♪ Roll with dignity I

One at a time, one at a time. Who wants what?

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome, welcome, welcome.

Today's entertainment is brought to you by Ronnie Marsh Finances

and One on One Promotions.

Featuring the yet unseen 101 Warriors

against the Staffordshire Terriers Boxing Team.

Each bout will be a four two-minute rounds.

Is he in there?

- Fagash? - Yeah?

- You about ready? - Yeah.

Come on then.

Are we ready to rumble?

We'll see you out there, lads.

Okay, stay calm and enjoy it.

Just think what you look like to them.

Fagash Fraser!

And now introducing from the Staffs team, also weighing 12 stone,

it's Phil The Animal Yates.

Go on, Yatesy.

Animal will have him in two.

Yeah?

No!

Keep him at the end of your left hand, you can out-reach him.

Soon as he tries to get under that,

give him that right hand of yours hard as you can.

You've always had a good right hand, lad.

Come on, Dad, stop pratting about. Get it on with!

Come here, I want a good clean fight.

When I say break, you break and step back.

Go to your corners.

Seconds out, round one.

Go on, Fagash!

Go on, son!

Fagash! Go, give him some.

Combination!

Break. Break! Step back.

Go on, son, knock his fucking head off.

Box.

Hit him, hit him!

Hit him!

Break. Break!

Box.

Come on, Darcy! Get hold of him, he's like a wet weekend!

You're okay. You're doing fine.

You're doing very well, but you're swinging too much.

You're swinging too much, all right?

When you swing you're letting him in. Don't let him in.

Soon as he gets in, hook him. Give it to him.

Remember that right hand of yours.

I wasn't expecting this, do you know what I mean?

Listen, I know he's tough, but you're gonna beat him.

Take him out. You're in front, no worries.

Go and get him, okay?

Seconds out. Round two.

- Go! Go on. - Combinations, Darcy.

Come on, son, watch your head.

Go on, lad, knock the fucker out. Youse only fighting a junkie!

Go on, Fagash! Go on!

One, two, three... - Get up! - ...four, five...

- Come on. Come on, son. - ...SIX...

- Get up! - ...seven, eight, nine, ten.

Come on, hey. You're all right. You're all right.

Thanks, Tonka. Listen, hey, come on.

Listen, he's their champion.

He's their top man and you nearly beat him!

Are you not gonna stop going on about my cigar?

- Put it out. - I paid for the ring so I can smoke a cigar.

Why don't you leave me alone? Let me smoke my cigar in peace.

This is a farce. Darcy's fucking farcy's. Look at him.

No way am I letting our Tim get in that ring, no way!

- What do you mean? - He fucking gets me in there

and virtually batters me across, against the fucking ropes.

- Just cool down a bit. - What's the point?

What's the fucking point we're all here for?

- Wait, wait, wait, wait... - Cool down.

- Jesus Christ! - Cool down, mate.

Let me tell you this, right, there's no way, there's no way

that any of us could have had that dude in there, man.

Not even I could've had him, man. He was hard!

Wolf man Knight.

Yes! Come on, Knighty! Come on!

Come on!

Seconds out. Round one.

Go on, Knighty!

Half the fucking crowd's rented. They're all Darcy's mates.

Keep your guard up, Ian!

Keep your guard up. That's it.

Let him have it! Yes, go on!

Break. Break!

Stand back.

Box. Box.

Come on, Knighty, son. You're doing well, let's go.

Keep your guard up, Ian!

Keep your guard up!

Come on, Darcy, gee him up. He's doing well!

You're doing great. You're doing really well.

He keeps pushing me in the bleeding corner, Darcy.

I know, I know. Hey, you know what, they can see what he's doing.

He's scared of you, he's never fought a Southpaw before.

Did you see that?

- Seconds out. Round two. - Right.

Come on, get up.

Go on.

Come on, that's it. Come on, Ian. Come on!

Go on!

- One... - Go on!

- ...two, three, four... - That's more like it!

...five, six, seven, eight.

Knighty! Knighty! Knighty!

Box.

Break! Stop!

One, two,

- three, four, five... - Come on now, you have him!

Stop! Stop fighting!

Knighty, get off him! Knighty, Knighty!

- What are you doing? - He cut me bleeding eye!

What did I tell you about control? You fucking... You idiot!

Look what you done! You've thrown the bloody fight away!

The winner!

Fucking hell!

- You fucking little shit. - You're a disgrace!

No way in the world is our Tim going in there.

- No way, woman. - It's what he wants, Geoff.

Oh, fucking shut it! I'm telling you, don't you tell me!

Jimmy, I'm sorry... I'm sorry.

Here. Get out! You don't deserve to be in here.

- Ian! - He's not worth it, Ian. He's not worth it.

Knighty! Knighty! Knighty!

When are you gonna learn?

You lose your temper, you lose full stop.

That goes for everything.

You're gonna ruin your life if you don't control this temper of yours.

I don't care, Darcy. I beat him.

I know you beat him, but then you threw it away.

Because you lost your bloody temper again.

What am I supposed to do when he's doing all that crap,

getting me in the corner like that?

And just pushing me in the corner and in the face?

Look, the judges saw that. You had him beat on points.

- It's a load of crap, Darcy. - It's not a load of crap.

You're a load of crap if you let him do it to you!

Oh, come on, lad, it's not the end of the world.

Put it all behind you. Come on.

Don't worry about it, mate. You're all right.

- Yeah, go on, Knighty. - It's all good, Knighty, mate.

- Look at this. - Get off!

Knock him out later, Knighty, and it'll be all right.

It just won't be in the ring.

- Derek. - Go on, Tim.

- Yeah? - You go out first this time, all right?

- You know, break it up a bit. Yeah? - Yeah, okay. Okay.

Tonks, let him take his lad out first, all right?

Have a good show.

And now introducing from the Staffordshire team

- it's Stephen S. Stephenson Jnr. - The lens cap's on, that's why.

I never cry over Tim, it's you I cry over. Now shut up!

Shut up? Don't you fucking tell me to shut up!

When you got that Darcy there smiling at you, you can fuck off!

All right?

And now a great new prospect, weighing ten stone, two pounds...

That's my boy. I think you've got this one beat, you know?

...it's the hometown boy, Tim Evans.

Off you go.

He's not fighting for him or anyone else.

- Get out of it! - Listen to me...

- He's not fucking doing it! - He's doing this!

- Fuck off! I'm gonna stop it! - No!

Come on, Tim, out. You're not fighting for this idiot.

- What are you doing? - He's not fighting for you or any other...

- Geoff, back off! - Come on, Tim.

- Don't talk to my Alan like that... - It's a bloody joke!

Don't you dare talk to my Alan like that.

You're a drunken stumble-bum!

Now, fuck off and sit down and keep that shut.

Go on, Pat, I'll handle this.

I don't see your lad fighting anyone.

- Come again? - Ronnie, leave it.

I don't want any trouble with you, right? I just want my lad out of the ring, okay?

Come on, Tim. Home! Let's go, pal.

You're not fighting here or anywhere else.

Come on, son.

You destroyed everything, didn't you?

Me? I'm fucking sick of you!

You've been a pain in my fucking arse.

You're all right playing with little kids, but let's see what you're like playing with..

You fucking slime! You slimy bastard!

Darcy, no!

(♪ LES NOUVELLES POLYPHONIES CORSES: "Introitu")

Fucking hell!

You'll not bring these lads down to your level!

You fucking lost it, Darcy.

You fucking lost it!

And when I get home, I'm gonna cut her fucking throat.

You fucking swine!

You fucking slime!

Dad?

Dad? Dad?

Get the fuck off him! Get off. Fuck off!

I'm... I'm sorry.

- Dad? - Tim.

- Dad? Dad! - I'm sorry.

- What have you done? Fuck off! - I'm sorry, Tim.

Some fucker get him out of here.

- Somebody fucking... What? - I'm sorry.

What the fuck? What are you looking at? Help me!

- Get rid of him! - Tim, I'm sorry.

Dad? Dad... You fucking psycho, look what you've done!

I'm sorry.

Dad... Dad. Come on, Dad.

(♪ JAN GARBAREK AND THE HILLIARD ENSEMBLE: "Parce Mihi Domine")

Fucking storage facility.

So what are you saying? Bust it down then, yeah?

Look at the clock, man. It's stuck on...

Hi, yeah, Gadget?

Yeah, yeah. Hi, it's Tim.

Hi, yeah, look,

Darcy came back and, well, he was in a pretty bad way, yeah.

Hi, hi, yeah. It's... it's Tim, mate.

Yeah, all right, mate. Yeah, yeah.

You know, I mean, he-he was in a real mess.

Stuart? Hi, it's Tim.

Yeah, I did. I'm okay, mate.

I was just ringing to...

Darcy came back to town and he was in a pretty bad way.

And, and he passed away, mate.

Cool. All right.

Calling to ask if you'd come to the funeral, mate.

Hi, Benny. Hi, yeah, yeah. It's Tim.

How's it going? Yeah, good.

I'm afraid... Darcy's passed away, man.

All right. Yeah.

Yeah, I'll speak to you soon. All right, cheers. Bye.

Make sure they know, and... so that everyone can come.

All right, yeah. All right, thanks a lot. Yeah, I'll speak to you soon.

All right, cheers. Bye.

- I tickle your beard? - Yeah. Do you like my sunglasses?

- Hey, Norm, that looks good. - Cheers. Here, you have that.

Thank you.

Stop pressuring him.

- Why can't you go away? - I've got a date.

- Oh, don't be so insensitive. - You got a date?

- I have got a date, yeah. - Really?

- Yeah. - Wanna borrow my car?

Dad!

- We've been mates for ages, haven't we? - Yeah, yeah.

And, it's just...

What's them funny noises keep coming from your room every night?

- What? - I didn't mean...

I didn't mean... you know what I mean? It's her, it's her.

That ground was built for 20,000 people. There 1,500 down on Saturday.

Give over.

I went down Allsports on Thursday night, four pound them strips were.

Four pound!

It's not funny, it's not funny.

Every other club in that division, they're 18 quid.

The strip, 18 pound. They were four pound for the whole lot.

We're going out with each other for fucking what? Ten years!

And you've never fucking mentioned it.

Oh, I don't want kids, that's why.

- Look at Fagash's. He's a right monster. - He's fine, man.

I can't be doing with it now, I'm working and that.

I like it, I like the way that I'm getting on and that.

I let mine grown and then cut them down.

You've big hands you've got.

He's got big hands, hasn't he?

Yeah, the hands are big, but the-the fingers are small.

Yeah.

My mum used to say I've got piano hands.

Look at that! God, you've... look at that! There's no hand at all.

I got long fingers, ain't I, Ben?

They are... they are long really, yeah. Seeing he's a small dude.

Oh, I did love him.

Why don't you come with us?

- What, to Cornwall? - Yeah.

Well, I've never further than Southend.

That's all right.

Be a new experience for you.

Pack your bikini.

Make sure you take your dancing shoes, Iris.

Oh, will you take me dancing?

- Course I'll take you dancing. - Oh, bless you.

(♪ PAUL WELLER: "Broken Stones")

♪ Like pebbles on a beach

♪ Kicked around, displaced by feet

♪ Oh, like broken stones

♪ We're all trying to get home

♪ Like a loser's reach

♪ Too slow and short to hit the peaks

♪ Yeah, so lost and alone

♪ Yeah, trying to get home

♪ As another bit shatters

♪ Another little bit gets lost

♪ What else truly matters?

♪ Oh, at such a cost

♪ Like a loser's reach

♪ Too slow and short to hit the peaks

♪ Yeah, he's lost and alone

♪ Yeah, like broken stones

♪ And another bit shatters

♪ Another little bit gets lost

♪ Tell me what else really matters

♪ Oh, at such a cost

♪ Like pebbles on a beach

♪ Kicked around, displaced by feet

♪ Oh, like broken stones

♪ They're all trying to get home

♪ Like a loser's reach

♪ Too slow and short to hit the peaks

♪ Yeah, he's lost and alone

♪ Yeah, trying to get home

♪ Trying to get home

♪ Trying to get home

♪ Like broken stones

♪ Oh, trying to get home

♪ Ooh ♪