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Ste?

You serious?

I'm looking to make a good impression Weed.

Haven't seen them in ages.

It's just... I mean.

What? What the fuck's wrong with me?

I didn't say there was anything wrong with your threads man.

Yeah, well

just fancy keepin' me snout clean and stayin' outta this kip for good.

One more year in here

then I'm gone.

Not you, nor that prick Braler, is gonna change that.

Fair enough.

Have me own plans too ya know.

Yeah... what's that?

Can't be saying that out loud in here.

Have to keep that close to me chest.

Here.

Hope you haven't left any little surprises in here for the screws?

Nah man, got rid o' all me works.

Nothing in here now.

Good.

And I hope you've no little surprises on ya either?

There's a thing.

Smuggling drugs out of prison?

Wonder if anyone's ever done that before?

Prisoner 1701.

Prisoner 1864.

Your request for "temporary release"

has been granted.

You have four days leave.

Oh lads.

Be good.

See you in a few days, girls.

Don't do anything I wouldn't do.

Seven fuckin' whoros man!

There's at least three quids worth of foam,

steam and air.

They're charging us for the fucking air, man. Jaysus!

You're paying for the ambience bud.

What's that?

Posh word for 'Bollockology'.

Oh.

Right.

Watch that.

Wish me luck.

Ah sure you don't need it. Sure look at you.

You're tall, half decent looking,

you know loads of big words. You'll be alright.

I wish I was as sure about anything, as you are about everything.

All about attitude, isn't it?

That wasn't a compliment.

What was it?

An observation.

Don't be ages.

A jiffy.

Sorry love, how much is that?

Ah my Ellie Mae. Come here to me.

Hi Ellie Mae. Oh, I've missed you so much sweetheart.

- Hiya Da! - Howaya?

Ah look how grown up you're getting!

Are you coming back Da?

Yeah, yeah

'course I am, real soon.

Here, look what I brought you.

His names Wally.

Wally's gorgeous Da! Thanks a million!

Ah you're welcome sweetheart.

Ellie! Who is it?

Back in and finish your tea Ellie Mae there's a good girl.

Bye Da.

See you baby.

When'd you get out?

This morning.

Is she in?

She moved out a month and a half ago.

Moved out?

She never said.

Everything okay?

Fine. Yeah.

No it's just... I haven't heard from her in a bit.

Was just a bit worried something might be up.

Look... I don't want to interfere you know.

I'll tell her you called ok?

You're looking great.

What are you doing here Ste?

Ahh, they gave me a few days off.

Said I was working too hard.

Look

can we go somewhere? Talk?

I've got work.

I know Dee

it's important.

Give me a few minutes, yeah?

So what's been going on?

I've hardly seen you last few months.

Where's the Weed fella?

he's not with you?

Don't tell me

out mooching for one final score I suppose, yeah?

He has been trying you know.

I mean... really trying.

What? To drag you down?

I'm all he's got Dee, you know.

Give me the family bullshit routine, one more time, and I swear

I'll walk out that door Ste

I can't do this anymore.

But, once I get out things are gonna be different,

- No. - no listen to me.

No! I've heard it all before.

It's time we moved on.

Moved on? What are you talking about moving on

what's that supposed to mean?

It means It's time we start thinking about Ellie Mae now.

You know what she means to me.

She needs someone who'll be there for her Ste.

Not some deadbeat Da who goes

running, every time his lackies come calling.

It won't be like that.

I told you.

Things will be different from now on.

That's right.

Because It won't be me dealing with the fallout next time.

You know, you swore you'd always be there for me

and now you're doing this?

I have to go

Look, Dee.

Look,

I'll make things right.

For the three of us.

I will I swear, I promise, I'll make things right.

I'm sorry.

Dee.

What was that?

What?

That. In your bag.

Ah nothing!

How'd it go?

It didn't.

Ah.

Here,

I just had one of me great notions.

You know that Julian fella up from Nan's?

Yeah. What about him?

He told me one time, he has four lovely big grass plants

growing in his back garden.

That's that fucked so.

- Why? - You don't go telling the world do you.

He didn't, just me.

Same thing innit?

Come on.

Come on.

Come on, be a crime not to.

Come on!

Come on!

Come on, come on... come on!

Home sweet home what.

This place hasn't changed.

Can't say the same for us.

I wore my first pair of Blackthorn's that day.

Got them on the HP she did.

Yeah.

Broke her bollocks paying for them too.

Never asked for anything our nan.

Anything she had, she gave away.

You helped her out on that score didn't ya.

Whose your woman?

Jaysus.

She's knees like a pair of scrotums.

Never mind that.

Look what she's wearing.

It's a dress.

You're so ignorable, d'ya know that?

Ignorant.

As well.

Listen.

That's not a dress.

So much more.

Not too... girly-girly.

It's got that funky-nautical look.

Riviera inspired.

Which is bang on trend for the new season.

Sensational with that mock-croc, bumbag

so 70's cloggy wedge.

Only 380 euros in Gobdaws of Grafton Street.

You're that thick, you'll think you're robbing us.

What do you think?

Think?

I think I didn't understand a word you said.

It's not even in English!

Look, say what you like.

That's me future.

That's what I'm gonna get into.

A dress?

Fuck off. You know what I mean.

I'm gonna do that.

As me trade.

- Fashion? - Fashion! Exactly yeah!

Fashions not a trade man.

What is it?

Bollockology!

That's what it is! Complete Bollockology!

Back in a jiff.

A jiff?

That's not a bleedin' word.

Or is it?

O'Neill.

In.

Many happy returns.

Sorry to hear about your Jimmy last year.

Billy.

What's that?

His name was Billy.

You said Jimmy.

Nice fella.

Yeah.

He was a good kid.

Kind of lost touch after I went inside.

Still though. I never had him down for a user.

No.

None of us did.

So ah.

What's the agenda?

No agenda.

Well I've a few things up and running.

Be nice to get you back on side.

Ah look,

the law sees me back in the loop round here Braler

they'll be all over you.

Now you don't need it. Neither do I.

Fuck the law.

Maybe it's just best

I do my own thing for a bit, yeah.

Keep the head down.

No.

We make those decisions, not you.

Thanks for the drink.

Oh a little heads up before you go

Bullet's old slag?

What about her?

Well she's been on the warpath recently.

I think she might need to take heed of our old mantra.

What was it again?

Oh yeah.

"Loyalty is keeping your mouth shut".

I spent four years doing that.

Yeah I know.

- What are you up to? - Just reading the paper.

Reading the paper?

I don't fucking pay you for reading the paper, do I!

Get out and look after him. I want to know where he is, and what he's doing.

You're gorgeous, you know that?

That potato peel piss in the quare place

hasn't a patch on you.

Yeah, vintage.

Like an angel cuming on your tongue.

How are you holding up bud?

Sound enough for now.

Think I'm going to be fucked up later on though.

You all out?

Just enough to see me through the night.

What d'ya say

pay the Baptist a call? And score something on tic?

The Baptist?

You must be joking.

He'd make us chew off our own nobs

and give it to him for collateral before he'd give us tic.

Don't know why they call him that anyway.

What?

The Baptist.

Maybe it's because he looks like him?

Are you for real?

Nobody knows what John the Baptist looked like.

Of course they do.

Wasn't he in that film, "The Greatest Story Ever Told"?

Jaysus!

That was just a film man!

Look... the Bible

it happened in the Middle East, right?

- Did it? - Yeah.

So, most likely John the Baptist

he was an Arab, right?

And all the disciples... and Jesus too, if the truth be told.

How come they're white in all their photographs then?

They're not fucking photographs!

You know what I mean though.

Yeah.

C'mon... we shift.

Where we going?

Lets pay the Arab a visit.

Whose that?

It's Ste.

''The good man seek pleasure which is good

the evil man seek pleasure what is bad.''

Long time, John.

So when did you get out?

This morning.

So, what's your pleasure to be?

Good or bad?

It's not for me John.

It's me cuz.

He's not the best

Need to ah

prop him up a bit you know?

You're not still knocking around with that cretin are you?

Ah look, he's my cousin man, you know?

What the fuck!

Me Jacket!

Me new fucking jacket!

That's 50 Ste.

Do you see much of the quare fella these days?

The Braler sham?

Nah

he sticks to his pen, I stick to mine. Everybody's happy.

- Right. - Okay?

Thanks.

There's the junkie bastard there!

Ah fuck!

You puked on my sister you fucking animal!

Jaysus!

Sharkey?

Fuck me! Ste huh.

Didn't see you there.

You're not with this creature are ya?

Yeah, he is yeah.

Shut the fuck up, scanger. I'll deal with you in a minute.

So ah, how's it going man?

Yeah all good mate, yeah, sound as a bell yeah

Bit out of your way up here,

- aren't you? - What? Ah, just up

- seeing a mate there, you know? - Yeah, yeah?

- Weren't up scoring there were you? - No you must be joking sure I knocked

- all that on the head, yonks ago man. - Yeah, you sure?

Here... missed you after you got out. There wasn't one meb in there

knew how to hold a cue, what?

Now you're taking me back, what.

You wanna see this fucker round a pool table

shit fucking hot, ha!

Never mind that! Look at this.

Shut up Celia. I'm talking.

Me fucking jacket Shar...

Shut the fuck up.

Now fuck off home you geebag.

Go on! Beat it!

Tell Ma you fell over.

Sorry about that mate.

She must be riding the rag or something.

Yeah look eh

look next time I'm over yeah

err... I'll give you a shout

we'll go for a few scoops and a yap, yeah? What.

- Yeah. Ste. - Alright.

The gear man, huh.

Hand it over.

Ah jaysus man, look I told ya.

Look at me. This is me you're talking to here.

Hand it fucking over.

Come on!

Give it to him.

Ah, for fucks sake!

Just give it to him will ya!

Hurry up you fucking toe rag.

Right

See yous boys soon yeah.

Have a lovely day.

Fucking arseholes.

That loo-la was a mate of yours inside?

Me bollocks!

Letting on to be his mate was the best way of keeping me scrote intact.

Bastards.

I've a good mind to ring the pigs and hang the cunts.

You know, I had him pegged as a ratbag as soon as I saw them socks.

What?

Fucking Argyll man! With Brogues!

Fucking Daddy's Day socks

with walk on water footwear like that.

Fucking pathetic.

Is there no bleeding end to you?

Tell him to shout if he needs me again, yeah... sweet.

- Pricko? Where are ya? - 'The Farm'.

Guess who our two boys paid a visit to tonight.

Ah lets go back... fuck it.

We're not gonna let a few 'Farm heads' roll over us, are we?

Right.

On the other hand erm, we could just...

slice off our own goolies here, where we are

and save them the trouble.

I'm serious man.

They just caught us on the hop, is all.

Yeah, well I'm done hopping.

Fuck!

Sticking you fucking nose into my business

What are you doing with you fu...

- Get off of him! - Come here!

Sharkey!

Stay where you are!

Sort that slag out man.

Quiet cunt!

I use cunts like you

for tampons!

I have to get stitches in my lip 'cause of you

you junkie cunt ya!

Get that fucking stitched while you're

- fucking at it? - Where's the fuckin' money?

Here take that man.

There you go.

Ah look it.

Nice one Sharks.

Come on!

You're a fucking eejit Sharkey.

You brought it on yourself.

Fuck off Celia, leave me alone!

Here... make it last!

Two ton.

It's not going to last pissing time!

What?

Ah... bit uncooliewoolie that, innit?

What?

Getting battered by a bird.

Did you see the look in her eye?

And she hit me with a bleeding shoe!

Yeah? Did you get the make?

A Louboutin.

Dalmation, I think.

Could have been a Zebra. But, defintely Louboutin.

Did you get that horn?

Stop, will you?

This was one New Years

I was taking Ellie on the roller coaster.

She looks fucking terrified, you know?

She knows it's gonna be okay, 'cause her Da's there.

Well, you will go pollinating people.

Sorry.

I'm gonna sort meself out and hit the leaba.

Are you all alright?

Yeah man.

Sleep good.

Oh we will.

We will.

Won't we darling.

We will.

Weed!

Weed.

Weed!

Listen man... I've stuff to do.

I'll be back in a few hours. Right?

You be okay?

Right I'll sort it.

Just stay with it okay?

Hey.

Hey cuz.

Yeah what's up?

Thanks.

Here mister. You're brutal.

- What? - You're brutal.

Go on out of that.

Who do you play for?

Swanville Rovers.

Top goal scorer this season. Ten goals.

Ah, good going.

Does erm

Tommy Gibney still train the older lads, yeah?

Yeah. He trains us as well.

Narky bollocks hasn't a clue.

Jason!

Come on.

Why don't you tell him where his Father is huh?

Go on, tell him!

- Justine... - No!

You were his best mate.

The one person he trusted. And that's how you paid him?

I hope you rot.

Come on, open up!

Come on it's me.

I know you're in there, come on.

How are you?

Come back in six months and see how I am.

Six months? What are you talking about six months?

Them! The so called experts. According to them, I won't be here.

Shortly before his 18th birthday.

Not long after your Oul Fella fecked off.

He loved that bike.

What did you come back here for?

Why couldn't you have stayed dead too?

'Cause your me Ma.

Your Ma?

Some Ma.

Is that why you turned out the way you did?

Here.

I was flicking through this.

A stool?

Here.

What do I want with a stool?

For when you visit Bill.

It'll be something to sit on.

It'll be easier.

Steven!

Take it.

It was your Nana's.

Look, keep it.

You'll see me down first.

Take it, I said.

It's no good to me now.

I was hoping you might have some use for it some day. Go on.

You always gave us your best.

That's the scaldy little fucker now.

- Look at him. - The little fella?

The little fuckin' prick.

Fuckin' puked all over Celia he did.

There's nothing funny about that.

There's fucking nothing funny about it.

Alright, look don't wor...

Did you see the fucking state of me ear did you? Little bastard.

I'm gonna fucking rip his head off.

Come on will you.

And indicate will you.

Jesus come on.

Whose that?

Legion of Mary Mother of Fuck.

What the fuck happened you?

''When the crooked go straight and the rough go smooth

all flesh shall see the salvation of thy Lord.''

Right.

- Meaning? - Meanin'

some disgruntled zoo keeper was here last night

with a herd of his baboons. Guess who they were looking for?

Sharkey.

Never liked that man.

Cretin.

So what did you tell that baldy cock womble anyway?

Swore on my Mothers life that if I saw you, I'd let him know.

And will you?

Of course.

In about an hour or so.

Bit busy at the moment.

And me Ma died a couple of years ago anyway.

Thanks.

Aris yeah?

Look after yourself brother.

And remember.

''When the axe gets laid to the foot of all trees

any tree that does not bear fruit,

shall be cut down and thrown into the fire.''

Okay.

Yeah.

You know something Weed?

You're only out a wet fucking day and already you're causing me grief.

We didn't know Braler, I swear.

Oh so your greedy little digits decided to go walkabouts regardless

is that it?

We were just mooching to score, honest.

Mooching to score.

Yeah.

So why didn't you mooch here instead?

I don't know.

Didn't want to bother you I suppose.

Oh you didn't want to bother me?

That's very fucking considerate of you.

But instead you get into bed with that mangy fucking scrag head instead

- is that it? - Sorry.

What are we going to do with him lads?

Break his...

bleeding digits!

Hear me out, hear me out.

I have a proposition for you.

A proposition.

Now I'm fucking dying to hear this.

No listen, I'll... I'll blag the rest for ya.

I'll have every penny waiting here for you tomorrow. I swear! I swear!

Let me tell you something Weed.

You better have my fucking money here tomorrow morning,

'cause see if you don't?

You'll suffer the fucking consequences.

- I'm telling you. - Oh Jesus.

Get him fucking out of here.

Come on.

You're in the knarks.

Ran into Justine Harris today.

Yeah?

Yeah.

She was with her eldest...

Jason.

She give you grief?

You know, I'm looking at his kid...

it was like I was looking at him again.

Nice one.

Don't know what I'd do without you.

I do.

You'd die.

Listen.

Know this bloke, Skidmark.

He might have something going. You into it?

No.

He's sound this lad.

Forget it.

Weed!

- Darius. - What the...

What?

Darius!

It's gonna be my brand name.

Right.

What are you doing?... Darius.

Rehearsing.

Right,

for?

For my spectacular in Milan. You know at the end?

When all the lampy stick insects line up to applaud me.

Do me parade down the catwalk.

With all the 'cream de la cream'

creaming themselves.

These are me histrionics.

You have to get your histrionics right.

Right, right, er

Well can I ask you something?

- What? - Darius.

What? Oh, Mister.

What?

Mister Darius.

I don't want to sound too ponce.

Jaysus!

Look, can you even fucking sew?

What?

You heard me!

You can't, can ya?

No, but

that's just details isn't?

I mean, don't they have all those

little Indian kids in India to do that.

Urchins they're called

Yeah, in India.

That's why they're called Indians.

Indian Urchins.

The IUU.

The Union. Indian Urchins Union.

Where are we heading?

- And stop walking like that. - Like what?

Mincey.

You're mincing like a fucking...

mincer.

Heads round here will think you're a rear gunner.

I'm not.

I know that... but they won't stop to ask.

Look

hear me out before you go ape.

It'll be a handy way of gettin' a few shillings together for Ellie Mae.

That's no concern of yours, do you hear me?

I know that but... you need it,

- I need it. - No, no.

You need it more than I do.

Maybe.

Maybe I do.

But I need you with me.

There he is Weedo!

How's it going?

What's the story son?

- Look at you. - Yeah.

Nice wheels man.

Yeah, they're alright aren't they. Fucking sexy.

Yeah, yeah.

They yours?

They are at the minute, yeah.

Got a lend of it off a nice bloke in Howth there.

Ah right yeah.

Know you have it, does he?

Well he knows someone has it, and it's not him the dozy fuck.

D'ya know what I mean?

I'll buzz him later

and tell him where he can find it if he has a few squids for me.

- D'ya know what I mean? - Yeah, yeah.

- I'm short of a few squids. You ah, - Yeah.

- you anything going? - Might have son, yeah.

Might have something real fucking nice. Here, tell me something though.

Who the fuck is your man standing over there. Do I know that cunt?

Ah, it's me cuz.

- Your cousin yeah? - Yeah.

- He's sound. - Oi!

Cousin, Oi?

You alright buddy?

Yeah... good, yeah.

Yeah!

Come on, get in youse fucking headbangers.

- Darius? - Darius yeah!

- Fucking Darius? - Yeah.

Do you hear this fucking nut job?

Swear, I fucking love you man,

there's never a dull moment with you.

Darius!

You don't say much there, do you bud?

No.

What are you? You one of them

deep thinkers like?

Yeah... Something like that, yeah.

Yeah? Something like that, yeah?

Well what the fuck are you thinking about right now then?

Hmm?

Tell you what.

What?

I'm thinking It's absolutely astonishing.

What's astonishing Weedman?

That anybody could be so un-out there,

that he'd match that top with those trainers.

Would you fuck off!

Those were fucking two ton.

They're top of the range they are!

Yeah, but look what you're coordinating them with,

like I mean, how yesterday can you be.

Ah fuck.

The pair of you are f...

Well what the fuck then. What do you wear with them then,

come on?

He's got the fucking catalogue with him.

- That's for you buddy. - Good man, let me see these.

You sexy little fucking bitch ya.

Those are nice man, I've never seen them before.

- Yeah - You seen this?

You reckon, even with the fucking stripe,

- they go with my chains and that, yeah? - Absolutely.

I fucking want those now.

Good man, cheers.

Yeah, you're welcome yeah.

He fucking knows his shit your cuz.

Yeah, you can keep that and all yeah.

- There's something for you buddy. - Hang on,

hang on, what the fuck?

We won't need it, won't we not Skid?

It's er just a little bit of backup, isn't it Skid?

Listen...

are you sure you're fucking sound to boogie here?

No. Now way.

Not if we're turning the place into an abattoir. No.

Shut the fuck up! And relax.

Right. No one's going to get hurt.

We're in and out. Bang bang. Job done.

Do you get me?

You right?

- You up for this? - Yeah.

Come on, show me you're up for this!

- You right? - Yeah.

Right. Lets fucking do this!

Back in a mo bro.

That sneaky little fucking, fuck!

Alright beautiful.

Open that fucking till.

- I can't open it! - Open it!

I can't open it!

You work in a fucking shop! Open it.

Somebody has to buy something.

I'll fucking bury ya!

It's okay. I'll open it.

- Just don't hurt her, alright? - Yeah.

Fuck her, open the till!

Watch that fucking door!

- Where's the fucking rest of it? - They collected it. It's a rollover!

I know it's a fucking rollover!

When it's a rollover, they collect it early.

How much?

- It doesn't matter! - Shut up!

How much?

Three thousand and...

You fuckin'!

Fucking stay there!

Three fucking grand!

Jesus!

Cunt!

Fuck!

Three fucking grand!

Oh my God!

You could have killed him.

Fuck him! I only tapped him.

What'd you hit him for anyway, didn't he open it!

I said fuck him!

Now you fucking drop it!

Darius!

What.

How much did you say they go for?

What?

The kicks with the stripe.

- The stripey stripe kicks. - Oh, eh,

I don't know,

a ton?

Right, there you go!

What the fuck is this?

Those are your wages.

What? 20 bleeding Euro?

Well it's more than youse had when youse came fucking mooching, wasn't it?

Wasn't it.

Look if youse don't mind boys, I've got things to do you know,

busy man and all that, so,

fuck off yeah.

Nice working with you boys, yeah.

Cheers.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

All this

over that fucking Braler!

If he doesn't get his shillings man, I'm fucking dead.

That's your problem, you little prick!

You sort it.

You pull a stroke like that again,

and I'll fucking kill you myself.

You came off your own bat, man. It wasn't just me.

Sorry?

What was that?

Go on?

How was I supposed to know he'd run amok?

Oh, you knew.

You knew what he was like,

and you still dragged me into it.

I was only trying to sort us out, ma...

No you're a leech Weed.

You're a greedy little sleeveen leech. Out for noone but yourself.

No man.

You even leeched off the one person that treated you as her own.

She gave you everything, and it still wasn't enough.

Leave her out of...

Not till you finished her off as well.

Fuck you!

You broke her!

That's what I know!

Now from now on,

stay out me way.

We're done.

Come on Macker, will you get the lead out!

Give it!

Christ sake!

It's hard to get them into it these days, yeah?

What do you want?

Just passing.

Thought I'd stop by.

Did you now.

They seem decent enough like.

You know, I was thinking,

if you ever needed a dig out,

someone taking over training the odd night

I'm good to help out.

You think I'd let these guys have anything to do with the likes of you?

It's away from the gear I want to keep them!

You know that was never my scene.

Maybe it wasn't, but you grafted for the ones who did,

and in my book, that makes you all the same.

You were always good to me Tommy.

Looking after me in England that time. You know.

Sorting out my digs,

the trials.

I won't ever forget it.

That had nothing to do with me.

You were the one that had the talent.

Look,

all I'm after is a chance to put things right.

That's all.

You were given more chances than anybody I know

and you blew it.

You could've done something decent with your life,

and look at you now.

Right.

Forget it!

Do you see these guys out here?

Everyone of those guys

mightn't have the talent that you had,

but they've been given a chance,

and so far they're takin it.

And as long as I'm here,

not you, nor anybody else, will take that away from them.

Now I've helped you as much as I can.

So take care.

Yo, yo, yo!

What's the door doing op...

Where's the dosh?

Where's O'Neill?

Ah for fuck's sake!

♪ Hey there mister. ♪

♪ I feel like I've been away. ♪

♪ I kind of recognise the people. ♪

♪ I kind of recognise the buildings. ♪

♪ But today is my first day. ♪

♪ My first day. ♪

♪ My first day. ♪

♪ My first day. ♪

That was unreal. Brilliant!

Ah, stop, stop.

- Stop. - Wow!

Well done honestly.

You gonna have another drink?

- I'm alright. - Drink? No?

We'll be here, don't worry about it, we're here.

Sorry bud. Barcadi and Coke please yeah.

You weren't bad up there.

Jaysus.

Don't over do it on the compliment front, will ya?

Surprised this kip's still standing.

Do you remember my twenty first?

You thumped Stavo Kelly 'cause he lined up for the twenty one kisses.

Yeah, he was a dirtbird.

He was mooching back up for seconds and thirds.

- And he tried dropping the hand. - So what if he did?

It was you I was going out with.

Not him.

You.

I'd better head back.

Yeah.

I won't be staying long.

Mam's minding Ellie Mae.

I can walk you back?

If you like?

Look Braler... I'll have the rest for you tomorrow... I promise.

You think I'm your bitch?

No of course not.

That's just a misunderstanding is all.

You know time and time again,

I've looked after you.

A little bit of this, and a little bit of that,

and then you go and treat me like your fucking bitch!

You got it all wrong. That's not how it is!

No?

Tell me this Weed,

you know when you were in prison.

Did you ever?

You know.

Fuck no!

- I'm not into that crack. - Yeah?

And what crack is that then, huh?

Now, you get down, and do it like a

dirty little fuckin' whore that you are,

or I'll do you!

Do it!

Our old bike shed.

First time I let you have a bit of tit.

Yeah... made me a hero.

What?

Yeah,

- with the lads. - You!

What. What can I say

you'd the best pair of knockers on the estate.

Although,

I do seem to recall a certain person,

passing me by each morning.

Yeah, I'd be coming home from the uncles milk round,

she'd be in her school uniform, throwing these like er,

sneaky little looks over on the sly.

Oh yeah?

How did you know those sneaky little looks weren't for the uncle?

With her pigtails

and her skinny little white legs,

I thought she was the sexiest bird in Swanville.

Don't.

What?

This.

What you're doing.

What am I doing?

You want to make things right?

Start with the truth.

You know it all.

Not according to Bullet Harris's wife.

Swears you know where he is.

Yeah 'course she does.

Look.

She knows me and him were tight.

She also knows his form.

She probably can't handle the fact

that he's done a runner with the first bit of skirt that came along.

Then look me in the eye... swear you'd nothing to do with it.

On Ellie Mae's life.

Ah look, look Dee, look that's just... no.

That's crazy.

Last chance.

Look, they did me for possession yeah?

D'ya think I'd be standing here now, if I was caught up in that?

Last chance

or you'll see neither of us again.

Don't bother.

I've got me answer.

Dee, wait.

They sent him on a drop...

Bullet.

But somehow, the gear

it went missing.

I was to ring him.

Set up a meeting.

That was all. I swear.

You were part of that?

No,

- look, I didn't know. - You're a lying

scumbag. Do you know that.

They wanted someone to pay.

It was him or me Dee. I'd no choice.

When you picked that filth over your child.

You made your choice.

Now stay the fuck away from both of us.

Weed?

Yeah.

We had some visitors.

They left a message.

Cunts can't even spell.

He wants something sorted.

What the fuck?

Making a bite to eat?

Kippers,

eggs Florentine.

Be back on the Muesli soon enough.

Fucking twigs.

There's a thing.

Piece of genius that.

Selling people food that isn't really food.

I wish I had a brain like that.

Wouldn't need to go out... robbing,

getting locked up.

That needs to be done Ste.

If not...

be both of us next time.

Proper.

Yeah don't worry about it alright.

Be sorted.

He in?

Yeah.

What do you want?

There's a friend of ours been clueing the pigs in for the past year.

Who?

The Baptist.

The Baptist?... Nah.

We've had him watched Ste.

He'd rat his own fucking mother out that lad.

I owe you fuck all Braler yeah?

So find some other sham to do your dirt.

Well if you want to see that daughter of yours grow up,

you'll be there.

Ellie Mae, Isn't it?

You go anywhere near her right!

It'll be me cluing up the pigs.

Be here tonight at nine o'clock Steven.

Pricko here will work the wheels, you work the piece.

Simple.

Good afternoon.

A 34 old shopkeeper is in a critical condition in Beaumont Hospital,

after being assaulted in robbery at a north Dublin newsagents

yesterday evening.

Gardai believe that three men were involved,

and are appealing to eyewitnesses to come forward

with any further information...

What are you doing?

It gets fucking worse man.

That shopkeeper.

He's fucked.

What?

In Beaumont. He critical.

We need to talk man.

I mean London's fucking huge isn't?

I'll be safe enough there.

You will, yeah.

There's a hostel on the Quex Road, In Kilburn, there.

Start me off 'til I get sorted.

Yeah I know it.

I kipped there yonks ago.

Gonna miss ya.

Nah, you won't.

You know I will.

You won't.

'Cause I'm coming with you.

What about Dee?

That won't be happening.

And Ellie Mae?

Look, I have to get real man.

I mean what sort of life can I give her?

Spending her growing up years, visiting her Da in The Joy?

No, fuck that.

I couldn't do it to her.

She'll be better off.

I'm sorry man.

For messing things up for you.

You're right.

I'm a fuckup.

Yeah,

that makes two of us then.

Braler?

He's taken enough.

So now we do this my way yeah.

You sorted?

Make sure he's there. I want this done and dusted tonight.

He drops the Holy Man. You drop him.

- Natalia? - Natasha.

Natasha.

Can I interest you in some champagne?

So here's to

here's to a pleasant evening.

- Nazdarovya. - Nazdarovya.

Fuck!

Same again?

No. Not for me.

Oh come on.

We've got a long night ahead Mr. Braler.

Ah come on, for fuck's sake! Live a little, will ye?

We've plenty of time.

Not tonight.

And just so you know.

It's Mr. Mulholland.

Not Mr. Braler.

Okay?

Whatever you want.

Pricko, this better be fucking good!

No.

It's not.

Think we need a little chat?

''From evil doers...

come evil deeds.''

Sorry to disturb you love. We're looking for Ste 'O Neill.

There's nobody here by that name.

That's strange, because eh

we were told we'd find him here.

Well you must've been given a bum steer. Sorry.

It's Dee, isn't it?

You don't take your foot from the door,

I'll take it from your leg.

That's not fucking nice now, is it Dee?

You tell him Mr. Mulholland was here and wants a word.

I'll be waiting.

Dee?

- Yeah what's up? - He's been round to Dee's.

She's a bit shook up.

He hit her.

Go round to her Ma's.

Keep an eye on them 'til I'm back.

Right. Alright.

You looking for me cunt?

Look,

I'm gonna be honest,

I enjoyed kicking that slut of yours 'round the fucking hall.

It was great.

Ah,

you windy bastard ya!

Can't fight like a man, no?

What? That fair fight shite?

That's for dickheads.

Dickheads like Bullet you mean, yeah?

Listen... let me tell you something.

Junkie nobodies

who use more than they sell?

Become dead fucking junkie nobodies.

Okay look,

look,

take it easy.

Take it easy?

Who's the windy cunt now? I'm gonna enjoy slicing you up,

do you know why? Because it's going to give me great fucking satisfaction.

Look, man look,

have your money. We'll call it quits yeah?

Fuckin'!

Beating up a fucking woman!

Fucking cunt!

Now big man!

You're not so fucking big now, are you?

You fuckin'.

What the fuck are you looking at?

Know where to go?

Quick as you can pal, yeah?

''Let judgement day be nigh among all sinners.

You brood of vipers.

Who warned you to flee the wrath to come?''

Who is it?

Ste!

Ste!

Oh my God.

What happened?

Come in quick!

Looks sore.

Yeah.

Can you honestly look me in the eye,

tell me things'll change?

Some little runt out here says it knows you.

Get out of my way Weedy!

Hiya Scarface!

You what?

Come here to me you. You little.

What did you call me?

Ma told me to say that!

Oh! Did she now.

Oh for fu...

Language Weedy!

Tick tock yeah.

Yeah.

Right... give us a minute yeah?

Yeah.

Come on.

Come on, and we go downstairs. Come on.

We'll press all the buttons in the lift will we. Come on.

You're going to tell me something I don't want to hear. Aren't you?

Come on love, we have to go.

What about Da?

Daddy has to go.

Come on, quick!

Bye Da!

Bye Weedy!

Bye, sweetheart.

See ya.

See ya.

What you doing?

Me research.

Crystallising me vision.

Right.

What?

Me vision!

For the Mister Darius brand!

You have to have a focus, man.

Right. And erm,

yours would be?

Aw, It's fucking deadly bud!

Street clothes.

Dead hard.

The ultimate in edgy.

The sheer personification of raw...

Yeah. No stopping you, yeah?

Yeah, slag me now man,

slag me now.

What you gonna say when I'm up there on cloud nine?

Pissing down on your fucking head.

Weed, the style Guru what?

Guru? Yeah, I like that.

Think I'd be more of a Buddha though. Bit more my psyche.

But being a Dub though,

I couldn't be doing with all that acapella carry on.

No.

Need me sounds.

There you go! That's what I'd be! A Dubba!

Now would you say that's got one 'b' or two?

So you have it all sussed then yeah?

Yeah. All you need is a little bit of vision.

And lots... and lots...

Of Bollockology?

Yeah. Now, fuck off.

I'm working.

Go back.

What?

You heard me.

You going is just plain wrong.

With me, it's different.

Yeah?

How?

What am I leaving? Fuck all!

Exept you,

maybe.

Go back man.

Make it work.

You think I can?

'Course you can.

World loves a trier and all that shit!

Here... take it.

You'll need the shillings man.

Ste?

Yeah?

Me chest.

Ah fuck, sorry man,

sorry.

Look.

I'll call you in a few days yeah,

make sure you're alright.

And get yourself cleaned up before you go, yeah.

You look like shit.

Don't want her thinking I'm not looking after you.

Your refund sir.

Thanks man.

You know that departure is delayed?

Delayed?

- How long? - 40 minutes, to an hour.

Alright.

Thanks man, yeah.

Ah, for fucks sake.

Howaya?

Listen,

could I get a cup,

put three big spoonfulls of instant in it,

fill it up with boiling water, and

put a bit of milk on top?

Sure! Takeaway?

Ah yeah, thanks, fabulous.

...coming up in the next hour.

But now we're going to head over to the newsroom

for the headlines.

Doctors say the condition of Akshat Char

the 34 year old shopkeeper assaulted in the robbery of a Dublin...

What are you doing here Ste?

I just want to put things right.

This time.

Cut the bull Ste, what are you doing here.

No.

You're too late Ste.

Look.

If you change.

Know where to find you,

won't I?

Ah, for fucks sake! Is there no bleeding end to it!

Howya doing Ste. Remember me, do you?

Make sure you stick him this time Sharkey!

The little muppet!

Don't worry Celia, I'll get him especially for you.

Did you see the state of her fucking face, did ye?

And me jacket! The things fucking minging!

Oh what's this?

Ah you shouldn't have Ste.

Did you get that for me? Oh, that's lovely.

Where's the other little scrote? The little hobbit. Where is he?

You're dead junkie, do you hear me?

You're fucking dead!

Doesn't fucking look like it from here though, does it.

A Wok?

You hit him with a fucking Wok?

I got it off the Chineey.

Bit Gestapo that, isn't it?

Robbing his fillings.

I think he's after swallowing the ring.

Ah for fuck's sake!

Couldn't be anything simple could it.

What are we gonna do with him?

Can't just leave him here.

I'd leave him in the middle of the bleedin' road.

If I thought I could lift the prick.

Fuck him. You're right. Come on.

Here?

Shouldn't you be on a boat?

Had one of my great notions didn't I?

Here we go again.

Well, I thought since your man's gonna be sound,

we'd be sound!

What?

The shopkeeper?

He's alright?

You not got a telly?

I told you all along you loo-la!

You never listen.

Yeah.

You did all right!

Come on.

Yeah,

told you.

Told you all along.

No need to ask if you two had a good time.

Can we go out again next week Mr. Martin?

Alright Mr. Martin!

Home sweet home, what.

Are you drunk son?

Well It's a fuck of a lot safer than out here!

Well don't just stand there like a tick.

Go on.

Just be a jiff.

You do know a jiff

isn't a real word don't you? It's not a real fucking word.

So?... Where did you get it?

Oh erm

me Ma.

- She was keeping it for you. - Your Ma?

Yeah.

I'm not marrying her!

No, no.

What?

If you still think I'm worth it?

Well?... Come on

where is it?

Yeah,

Listen Dee... look

about the ring, yeah.

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