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- All I ask is a tall ship
and a star to sail her by.

All I ask is a tall ship
and a star to sail her by.

All I ask is a tall ship
and a star to sail her by.

Is that enough?

- Yeah.

- Can I keep this 'cause
this is written by Richard.

I can frame this couldn't I?

- Yeah, that's how
it will all begin.

Hello princess.

- I must go
down to the seas again,

for the call of the running tide

is a wild call and a clear
call that may not be denied.

And all I ask is a windy day
with the white clouds flying

and the flung spray and the
blown spoon and the seagulls.

The function of man is
to live, not to exist.

I shall not waste my days
trying to prolong them.

I shall use my time.

- Doctor Gelmini.

- I'm sorry to have kept you
Mr erm...

- It's fine, it's fine.

- Of course.

Did you come on your own today?

Someone with you, a friend
or relative perhaps?

- Listen, I have somewhere to be

so if we can just get
on with it please.

- All right then, there's
no easy way of saying this.

It is as Dr. Bloom
and I first feared,

it's a grade four glioblastoma.

- A tumor.

That's what Dr. Bloom
says was incurable, right?

Well the survival rate is
only 4% but some patients

can live up to five years.

- Some patients.

- Yes.

Although your tumor is much
more advanced than that.

- How long?

- If only you'd have
visited us sooner,

all those missed appoints,

time really was of the essence.

- I'm asking you
how long, please.

- Well, Dr. Bloom still
has to review these scans

and she'll be in
this afternoon...

perhaps six months.

- Six months, six months.

- But please do not despair.

I mean there are lots of
treatments out there available

from surgery to radiation
to chemotherapy.

In America they've even
had very good success

with the immunotherapy,
stem and gene therapy.

So the problem is.

- Mate, mate,

mate, you're in a
world of the other

The old quack have to say.

- He didn't say
shit about my liver.

So cheers to that.

- Well I'll fucking
drink to that, cheers.

Everything else
right though yeah?

- Sound as a pound John, yeah.

- Thank fuck for that.

You had me worried there.

- Don't do that.

- Don't do what?

- Don't fucking go
wasting it on me Johnny.

- Don't know what
you're talking about.

- You're fucking
pitying me Johnny.

Don't go fucking
pitying me, you hear me?

- No mate, I wasn't.

I was saying I was
worried about you

'cause we mate aren't we?

I didn't say that I pitied you,

besides, everything's
all right, isn't it?

We're celebrating.

- All right.

- Johnny, same again?

- Yes please darling.

- Sure, do you want
me to bring them over.

- And deprive me of
staring at those two blue,

beautiful eyes?

- Charmer.

- Sorry blud, I
didn't see you there.

- It's right son.

- Who you calling son?

- I'm sure it was an accident.

- Yeah, that's right,
fucking accident.

- I'm sorry, can I
get two pints please?

Fuck me, who you
supposed to be Moby?

Fucking dick more like,
fuck me, what a dump.

- Hey, you two aren't gonna
be any trouble are you?

I just had these floors done
and I get off in an hour.

- An hour, I can get you
off quicker than that

if you feel me.

- I'm glad to see you've
got the right idea.

- You what?

- Otherwise some cunt

and a bigger cunt than you

is gonna come cut that tongue
right outta your mouth.

You kiss your mum with
that mouth do you?

- What the fuck you say
about my mom, prick?

You don't mind if
we sit here do ya?

You fucking deaf
or something, here

reckon this cunt's deaf.

Deaf or ain't got
no fucking manners.

Don't you know who
the fuck we are?

What you think if you sit there

all strong and silent
type that she'll fuck you.

Oi, you see her grandad,

I better could slip into
her pussy hole well easy,

you get me, a pint
about all she's worth.

You get me?

You can sniff her from here.

- Oy ease up.

Geezer could be a war
hero or something.

We salute you for your service.

Just look at ya.

You are well and truly blunted.

- Fuck me, that's right off.

When did you last
cleaned the lines?

- It's not the lines.

Could be the barrel.

Raquel, why don't you
go and check the barrel?

- Well fuck I, he speaks.

- Play on maestro.

- What you gonna do with
that, butter my fucking toast?

Say my fucking name.

- What?

- Say his fucking name.

- I don't know
your fucking name.

Who the fuck are you?

- My name is Requiem, Requiem.

- Fuck Requiem, fuck
does that mean blud?

- It means a mass for the dead.

You illiterate fuck.

- Talking
about grooming.

Grooming is the process
of which offenders,

whether it be online or offline.

What we're talking about here
is the sexual trafficking

of children for
gain, and these are.

- You ready?

- Yep.

- Do you have your
geography book?

You have geography today,
right, it's Tuesday.

- Yeah, of course I
do, I'm not stupid.

- I'm just checking
'cause you know last week.

- I said I've got it.

- Eat it quick or
you'll be late.

- Oh, I'll get it.

- No, no.

Can you make sure she gets
off on time? I'll get it.

- Would you stop rushing me?

- Hello, hello.

- There he is, dead man walking.

- But what about the girl?

- Chris sent
pictures to The Duke.

She said the pay top dollar,
always do for the pure ones.

- How do you know?

I mean, not exactly
a sket is she?

- Daddy's little girl, for now.

I can smell that sweet
tiny thing from here.

- Ah, I thought I heard
it in the distance.

A little night music,
Mass for the Dead.

Please, come in.

I was just about to
put some coffee on.

Would you like one?

How are you then Requiem,
just the same then?

- What can I do for you?

- Late payer, flash cunt,

gone and got himself
into all sorts.

I don't like the look of
the wolves at his door.

Dirty things, infested,
riddled with mange, no doubt.

You know what it's like
down there in the muck.

Course you do.

I want my pound of flesh first.

- Who do they work for?

- If you're worried,
take Johnny.

- I'm not worried.

- I should think fucking not.

You're a retired fucking hitman.

- Don't say that fucking word.

See what you don't understand
is if I were to hitman again,

return to the fray as it were,

you'd be the first to go
in the fucking ground.

I deny your life, just that.

Then I take everything
you fucking have,
if I were a hitman.

That's why you don't
want me to be hitman.

No one wants me to be
a hitman, not again.

'Cause I couldn't stop if I
got started, are we clear?

And I'm not gonna
start taking hood rats

out in the middle of
the fucking street.

And I'm not going back inside.

Not for you, not for no fucker.

- Do I look like I
give a tinkle toss?

I know exactly what
you are, we both do.

The only thing worse than lying

is lying to yourself my son.

- There's a lot worse
things than lying.

- Well fortunately I've got
you to sort those things out

for me, haven't I?

So why don't you fuck
off and do them, huh?

Oh and Requiem,

you know that I know
it wasn't what you do.

What you did to put
you behind those bars.

Try and harness that anger.

Use it, be lucky Requiem.

Thanks hun.

- Oh, I'll get it.

- No, I'll get it.

- It's fine it's
probably just Elsie.

If it was Elsie she would
have had her key, I'll get it.

- Sorry, I forgot my key.

- That's okay, come
on, how was school?

- That's Chris, we're on.

- Come on then.

- Did you get any homework?

- Not much.

- Elsie.

- History and maths.

- Elsie.

- And geography.

- Oh my god, no, no, no.

Elsie, run, go to
your room right now.

- No, she stays here.

You all stay here, no one's
going fucking nowhere.

- Please, please.

- Shut the fuck up, cunt.

- Please.

- Shut up.

- Mate.

- Get in.

- It's gonna be okay darling.

Elsie, look at me.

Don't be scared, this
will be over soon.

- Will it?

- It's over when
we say it's over.

Now are you gonna tell her

or we gonna go to town
on your little girl?

- James, please, whatever's
going on, just tell them.

Just tell them whatever
they want to hear.

- I'd listen to your bird mate
and start fucking talking.

- Your husband's in
way over his head.

- What did you do?

- Tell me Anna.

It is Anna, isn't it?

Sorry, it was just the
way we come in here

there wasn't no time for
any proper introductions.

It is Anna, isn't it, Anna?

Good, good.

So what is it you think
your husband does for a job?

You know, like
the piece of shit.

Don't look at him, he ain't
fucking talking to you.

- Don't think he's
got much choice.

I think I broke his fucking jaw.

- He's a stockbroker.

- A stockbroker.

Well I suppose him
being a stockbroker

paid for all his fancy
house, didn't it?

Do you like your
fucking yard do ya?

- This is our home.

You don't have any right
barging in here like this.

I mean, who the
hell are you guys?

You're just thugs, you're
animals all of you.

- Your fucking home.

- What if I told you
that your husband

borrowed money off our boss.

And our boss is the
biggest heroin distributor

in the whole of Europe.

How'd that make you
fucking feel, Anna?

- Your whole fucking life
is a one big fucking lie.

A fucking fantasy.

- You know what's fucking real?

This moment right now is real.

We are gonna burn your house
down to the fucking ground.

How does that make
you fucking feel.

- Big bad wolves.

- And the three little pigs.

- Please.

- You wanna watch?

- Watch what?

- Big bad wolf fuck
the little piglet

before he takes it to market.

- Please don't, please don't
hurt her, I'm begging you.

- Please, please, someone help.

- Jade, I'm working.

I will be home but
it's gonna be late.

Just make sure that
you do your homework.

Have something to
eat and go bed early

so you're ready for
school, all right?

All right, love you, bye.

Chevonne.

- What, looking for
something decent drink.

Fucking wine.

- So fucking
drink it then

'Cause we're fucking
off in the morning.

- For we rise at daybreak!

- Going anywhere nice?

- Who the fuck are you?

- Hope you don't mind,
left the front door open.

We're looking for James London.

- Yo, what fucking the are
yous doing to my house?

Blood.

- We're looking
for James London.

- Yeah, he's fucking gone.

Blood, you get me?

- No, he moved on.

- So he's gone.

- Don't he fucking he speak.

- When he has to.

This James, how long
has he been gone?

- I don't fucking know.

- So they've gone.

- Yeah, they fucked
off, they're gone.

- And here you are.

- Yep, and here we is.

- Apologies for
disturbing your evening.

So you fucking should
walking into a man's house

all tooled up.

You could have had your
fucking heads blown off.

Don't suppose he left
a forwarding address.

- Who?

- Fucking James.

Who the fuck do I look
like, Postman Cunting Pat.

- Listen, right?

He's obviously gone somewhere,
you know what I mean?

I'll tell you what we'll do,

we'll pass on a fucking
message to the cunt.

Yeah.

How about yous two leave
us your fucking names

and we'll see what we can do.

How about that?

- Well, who's the
fuck do yous work for?

- We work for Big Joe.

- Who the fuck is Big Joe?

- Joe Allen.

- Yeah Joe Allen.

- Well let's just hope
that cunt turns up then.

- Yeah, they always
do in the end.

- Well this has been lovely,

but in the most polite
as possible way,

can I ask you now to off?

- Yeah, all right.

Once again, apologies for
disturbing your evening.

One with a big gob is Chris.

Bigger gob, Chevonne.

The one we saw through the
window, Aaron, I know him.

He used to run
with Danny's crew.

He's part of the Mile End gang.

He was their Geordie connection.

Anyway, he went
away for a stretch,

came down here and he
fell in with these two.

And they don't play about,

they may look like a
pair of fucking cunts

who don't know what
they're fucking doing.

But the person they represent

and what they represent.

- Smack, fucking
scag heads Johnny.

- Yeah.

- What?

- They don't just move
fucking brown sugar.

They traffic young girls.

I'm not going down that
fucking rabbit hole.

- They had the guy's kid Johnny.

- It's not our
problem, boss's orders.

- How old do you think
she'd be, 12, 13?

- Yeah, something like that.

Look what he owes Joe,
ain't worth the trouble.

He says he's walked away from
more before over far less.

Have you lost something?

- Have you got any Charlie?

- Do you really need it?

Here.

- Fuck am I gonna
do that Johnny.

- Look, just do
me a favour, yeah,

go home straight after,
I'll drop you off.

- I haven't been home in
over 10 years, Johnny.

- Here's to past lives lived.

- And lost.

- Easy mate, we go.

Here, let's go.

Easy does it.

I've got you, I've got you.

Easy, easy.

- What's up boss?

- Everything going to plan?

- Yeah, everything's
going sweet.

- And the girl.

- Yeah, perfect.

Proper, perfect.

Everything's gone sweet, we've
done exactly what you said.

- To market, to market
to buy a fat pig.

- Yo, you should see this
one boss, proper pert.

There's no fat on it at all.

It'll take more than a flesh
wound to make this one squeal.

I'll tell you what,

I'm even tempted to make
a bid myself for it.

- Don't touch what you
can't afford Chris.

Deflower my rose garden and
I will take your life away,

make no mistake.

Like slipping into a warm bath,

you won't feel a thing,
I can assure you.

Mark her and your
card is marked.

Do we have an understanding?

- Yes, yes.

- Excuse me?

- Yes boss.

- Good.

I want you and Aaron to
do a drop for me tomorrow.

- And what about the girl?

- Chevonne can handle her.

- Boo.

You know he told us not to
touch what we can't afford,

not to leave a mark.

But have you ever seen a
pig that isn't branded?

- You and Chris
better get going.

I'll look after her, right.

You've gotta be there and back

by the afternoon or heads
are gonna fucking roll.

- You've pissed yourself.

You know what you are.

You're a dirty little birdie.

I'm gonna give you five
minutes to clean yourself up

and if not, I'm gonna come
back and do it myself.

- The
police social services

have let these girls
down, without a doubt.

These girls brought
this up in 2008.

- This about yesterday, the kid?

Stay out of it.

Yesterday, that was good advice,

today it's an order.

Do you know who
these people are,

where that girl's heading,

Did Johnny tell you
who they work for?

Well, let me educate you then.

Do you know what
a heroin baby is?

All those Eastern
European beggars

you see on the high street

sitting around in
their own filth,

they've always got
a baby with them.

That baby's always asleep.

They give them heroin

so they stay like that
all day and all night.

And when they're old enough,

and I do mean old
enough to walk,

they're sold to
the highest bidder.

Do you know whose idea that was?

Do you know who sits right at
the top of that fucking tree?

The one person in this life

that you really don't
wanna cross, The Duke.

- I can't let them do
that, not to this one.

Be blind Requiem,
don't be brave.

You're a debt collector.

Not fucking Unicef.

She's a child.

It's not as if
she's a giant whale

or a fucking panda, is it?

There's always plenty of
children to go around.

She'll be sucking fresh
cock this time next week.

Are you familiar with
the story about the snake

and the fish,

folklore of Armenian descent

as told to me by my
very dear friend Kevork.

Snake in a fish become friends.

Snake says to fish, will take
me swimming on your back?

Well they're friends so the
fish says, yeah, of course.

So the snake gets
on the fish's back

and shows him all
around the seas

and takes him swimming
and all of a sudden,

for no reason at all,
the snake bites the fish.

"What did you do that for?"

He said the fish and the snake
said, "It's in my nature.

It's a characteristic."

Said the snake.

And with that the fish said,

"I've also got characteristics,
funnily enough."

And with his dying breath,

it dives into the murky depths

of the ocean and
drowns the snake.

- What's your point?

- I can see it in your
eyes, no matter what I say,

you've already
made your mind up.

It's in your nature.

You think she'll
thank you for it.

Do you think she'll say,
oh Requiem, my hero.

Do you think it'll
atone for your sins?

- I've served my time.

- Yes indeed you did.

A junkie cunt found
in his mum's floor

with a needle in his arm covered
in his own shit and piss,

nasty business.

Manslaughter though,
you're welcome.

- The wild, cruel beast is
not behind the bars of a cage.

It's in front of it.

- Ain't no use you
crying over spilled milk.

My parents died
at half your age.

The world can be a
very, very cruel,

cruel place and you're
fucking welcome to it.

Well you gotta eat this,

don't want you fucking moaning

on the journey up there, right?

Come on, eat it.

Are you listening to me?

There ain't no great
white knight gonna come

and save you, this
isn't a fairy tale.

You're fucked.

- All I need is a tall ship
and a star to sail her by.

Goodbye, old girl.

This is Doctor Gelmini

from the Webster Clinic.

Please give me a call
when you get this

as we need to schedule
a follow-up appointment

with myself and Dr. Bloom.

Thank you.

- Stop.

- What the fuck.

- Watch your fucking mouth.

Where's the girl?

- Fuck off mate.

- Get her now.

No, call her.

- Elsie, oh Elsie dear.

- Elsie, my name is Requiem
and you're coming with me.

I'm here to rescue you,
do you understand me?

We're gonna leave this place.

So if you've packed, I want
you to go and grab your bag.

Go now.

- When my mate gets
back, you are gonna be.

- Shut the fuck up, cunt.

Good girl.

Elsie, I want you to
go upstairs, outside,

cross the road, black car,
go get in it and go now.

- Mate, we need
that fucking girl.

- Well you don't fucking
have her, do you?

Listen, I'm gonna walk
out that door now,

try following me, I'm
gonna put a bullet

in your fucking head
and one in your cunt

for good measure, do
you hear me, say yes.

He was fucking right, animals,
the fucking lot of you.

- Fuck, shit, Jesus.

- Fuck Shit Jesus is
right, stay there.

- Yo, you better
get down here now.

You know the two
cunts from last night,

they've only come and
took the little bitch.

The two cunts from last night.

Just get down here
now, fuck, cunts.

- Got it.

The address is registered
to a Jonathan Murray.

I've got it, must only
be a few miles away.

Let's go, you're driving.

- What do you mean
you're driving?

Can't someone fucking take over?

I'm always fucking driving.

- Because you
fucked up you cunt.

- Fuck you.

- I've got some time
before my flight.

Wanna see the girl,
bring her to my hotel.

- Yeah, there might be
a problem with that.

- I'm sorry about your parents.

Listen, they're gonna come
after us, those people.

I'm gonna protect you,
I wanna keep you safe.

But it means we're gonna
have to go on a trip.

We're not gonna be coming
back for a long time kid.

There's something I've gotta do.

Somebody I've gotta
say goodbye to.

You understand?

Here, wanna listen
to some music?

I'm gonna be right over there.

See it, just there, all right?

- I'm sorry we're not
open at the moment.

No, no, don't come any closer.

I don't want you near me.

It's been 20 years.

- 20 years, 8
months and 16 days.

- What do you want?

- I needed to see you.

- Why?

- It's complicated.

- Oh yeah, it's complicated.

- Is she?

- Oh, don't you
mention her name.

She stopped being your daughter

the day you walked
out that door.

We both stopped
being yours that day.

Everything good in her is
because she grew up without you.

She doesn't even
know who you are.

And she's better for it with
every fiber of her being.

Everything you touch
just withers and dies.

You've got no right.

- There's something
I need to tell you.

- Well, I don't wanna hear it.

What could you
possibly have to say

that would be any
good to anyone?

What did you ever have to say?

Well, I can see
someone wanted you,

which is more than I ever did.

Is that supposed to
make me feel something?

- It's there to make me
feel something, it's there

to remind me of what I
did and what I've lost.

And of course I knew deep
down that it was fate,

I'd ever be able to love you
from far after what I did.

How'd you come back from that?

- And who made you the
judge, jury an executioner?

Toby did, when he.

Oh, you need to leave.

- Do you know when I was
inside the things I did,

the things I fucking well went
through to get back to you?

All I ever wanted to do
was to get back to you.

- I don't care what
you went through,

you are confusing
your selfish desire

to wind the clock back to a
time when I didn't hate you.

Wishing we had more time.

But now I've got all
the time in the world.

It just doesn't involve you.

- Would you ever say to me,
stop?

If you loved me, you'd stop.

- Not in a thousand years.

- Not in 1000 years.

You were the love of my life.

- And you were mine.

But you're also the pain of it.

- Are you okay?

- What's this song?

- It was my parents' favorite.

- Come on Johnny,
pick up, fuck sake.

Pick up Johnny, shit.

- Yo boss, we got him.

- Got this.

You know what you got, fucked.

You got fucked Chris, and
in doing so, you fucked me.

So I suggest you carry
on following your lead

while I clean up
your fucking mess.

- Fuck man.

- What the fuck is it now?

- Yo, he's here, we're on.

- You all right mate.

You lost something?

- You fucking want some do you?

Come on then you fucker,
let's fucking have it hey?

- Can I help you Mr.

- Hope you don't
mind, I let myself in.

- No, no, I don't mind.

Can I offer you a drink?

- What, are we celebrating?

It seems one of your
animals has gone loose.

I want to know who he is.

I want to know where he is

and I wanna know
where he is going.

You see he's got something
that belongs to me.

You need to put this right.

Any idea where he is?

- Dover.

Southampton, maybe.

- Really?

I was so excited to meet you.

Heard so many wonderful
words about you,

your reputation
proceeds you Mr Allen.

My goodness, where
are my manners,

I haven't even introduced
myself, The Duke.

It's over, it's okay.

- I'll be right back.

Listen, I'm gonna
be five minutes

and I gotta come back for you.

I will come back for you.

If I'm not back in five
minutes, I want to go here.

I want you to run
to the nearest taxi,

ask him to take you here, okay?

And whatever you do,
don't forget this one.

- Johnny.

Johnny.

Johnny.

Johnny.

Fuck.

Johnny, no.

- Well?

- We got lucky, he
was old school enough

not to have a
password on his phone,

but smart enough to have
tracking on his car.

- Yo boss, we got him.

- Why are you so grumpy?

- Why are you so grumpy?

- Drug dealers killed the
only people I've ever loved.

Fuck you.

Where are we,
where are we going?

- Home.

You hungry, wanna
grab something to eat.

Fucking cars.

Well that's that
decided then. Shit.

Trouble?

Just started fucking banging.

- Let's take a look now then.

Londoners?

- Something like that.

What do you think it is?

- Oh, it's just a simple fix.

That right there has
just slipped out,

just to replacement part.

I'm assuming you've
put a few miles on her.

Shouldn't take more than
half an hour, an hour tops.

- Yeah.

- An hour.

- Listen, is there
somewhere around here

we can get something to
eat, I'm fucking starving.

- Ali's Diner, right up there
on the left, can't miss it.

- An hour.

- An hour.

- Thanks mate.

- Duncan.

Thank you Duncan.

- Come on trouble.

- Right, let's go, he stopped.

- What is your
last slave die of?

Can I please have my coffee.

Whereabouts are they?

- Glen Coe, near Loche
something or other.

- All right, let's go.

I'm looking for a friend of
mine, drives a black Audi.

He's in his late fifties.

He's got a little girl with him.

Aye, they were here,
on a road trip, right?

- Yeah, right.

- I don't suppose you
know which way the went.

- I'm sorry, I wasn't really.

- Fucking jock cunt.

- Do you feel better?

- Oh yes.

Right, let's go.

- It's that way.

- The rest of the
way we take on foot.

Dad.

- Eddie, what the
hell do you want?

- I need your help.

Well, I'll tell you like
I told you 36 years ago,

you're on your own.

She yours?

- She's my responsibility.

Well in that case we're
all fucked, aren't we?

- Come on you two, fucking
get your noses around this.

Come on.

- Got the cunt.

Eddie Willis, did 15 for
manslaughter, some smack head.

According to this he was
35 when he was convicted.

He's been out five
so 55 give or take.

- That works out.

Fuck me, this geezer's
going way up north.

- So fucking what?

Come on.

- All right, I've got an
old directory listing here

for David Willis in Cena, Senna?

Scotland, Glen something.

It's like another
fucking language.

- No, he says his dad's David
in this article here like.

- We found him.

- Sweet, fucking
sorted, come on you two,

have one of these, come on.

- Should I go check on him?

He must be hungry too.

- He can take care of himself.

- Your his dad?

- Yeah.

- So he's your son?

- Yeah.

- Then why don't
you like each other?

That doesn't make
much sense to me.

- Well, he doesn't
make much sense to me.

He did something wrong once.

Something I could never forgive.

- Something you couldn't forgive

or something you
couldn't understand.

- How old did you say you were?

- 12 and three quarters.

- 12 and three quarters.

- I'll be 13 in
May, May the 29th.

- Aren't you gonna introduce me?

- Don't change the subject.

- He killed a man.

- Like the people who
killed my mom and dad?

- No, no, that
wasn't a good man.

There wasn't a man at all.

- But killing people isn't
very good either is it?

- Life's complicated Elsie.

- Then explain it to me.

What's this, he's
always writing in it,

always looking at it.

- Oh Eddie.

- What?

- They're equations Princess.

- Equations?

- Yeah, you know formulas.

- What for?

- Equations to reverse time.

Can I give you a word
of advice my darling?

Always have an escape plan and
never let them see you bleed.

There he is, the quitter.

You still can't quite quit that.

Elsie's made you
dinner, poor girl.

She seems to think
you are her only hope.

But don't worry, I've
set her straight.

Doesn't suit you drinking.

But of course you know that,

makes you an unpleasant
person amongst other things.

- Well you'd know
all about that.

- What's the matter?

You think you're better than me?

You, you show up
here on my doorstep

after all these years.

- Mum, she died hating you.

- Yeh, well she
died ashamed of you.

You were a stain
on the family name.

You know son of
mine, look at you.

I never wanted you.

No one did.

- Go fuck yourself.

- You watch your mouth.

- You watch your fucking mouth.

Do you know, until
yesterday, the only thing,

and the only time I ever wanted
to hear anything about you

was to be told that you.

- What, hey, what?

Go on, talk boy.

- The only time I wanted to hear

anything about you was
to be told you died.

And believe me when I
say that for 30 seconds

of every day of my fucking life,

I swear I've been waiting
for that phone call to come.

I mean, when are you
gonna fucking die?

You old, nasty,
evil, horrible cunt,

Christ, I hate you,
I fucking hate you.

- Think you're gonna
outlive me, eh?

The way you carry on,
drinking yourself to death.

Well, right back at you.

I can't stand the sight of you.

She showed me your notebook,
who do you think you are?

Marty McFly.

You think because I'm a
doctor who studied for years,

respected, decorated,
published for God's sake.

That's my gift.

You wanna reverse time
but you already did it.

You stupid, stupid boy.

You're living in the past,

you might call it
nostalgia or whatever,

but you're there,
never in the present,

always in the land of the other,

consumed by regret
and self-loathing.

- The only thing
you ever gave me

of any use was pain and hurt.

- Yeah, well that was more
than you ever deserved.

You think if you suddenly
weren't there tomorrow,

that anyone would give a damn?

Tell me one person better
off for knowing you, eh?

Tell me one person who's
told you that they loved you.

- I lost my family, all of them.

- Yeah you did.

And Sasha lost hers
and every other person.

I lost your god damn mother.

We all carry hurt,
we all lost someone.

Take your head out of that
notebook and out of the past

and out of your backside.

'cause in there is a little girl

who's just lost
their family too.

It happens.

Causality, consequence,
repercussions,

responsibility.

- Oh yeah.

You live with that
did you, consequences?

- We all have to live with
it, there is no other choice.

You remember what
Oppenheimer said?

Any man whose
errors take 10 years

to correct is quite the man.

Be a man, boy.

But I meant it son.

I never thought
about you, not once.

- What am I supposed
to live with her?

Just because you are a lost
cause doesn't mean that she is.

She needs someone.

And I'm too God damn old.

What are the rules?

- Always have an escape plan.

- And.

- Never let them see you bleed.

- Good girl.

What is it?

- I feel.

- Come on, it's okay, Princess.

- It's like butterflies
but not good.

It's like they're sad.

- That's grief.

- I don't like it.

What is it?

- Come with me, I'd like
to show you something.

All I need is a tall ship
and a star to sail bye.

You loved your parents, huh?

Up there.

Well, they may be far away,

but that doesn't mean that
they don't love you anymore.

Sometimes we have to
love people from afar.

It doesn't mean that
we love them any less.

- Are they really that far away?

- No Princess.

They're here in here.

That feeling that you
have, that's grief.

And what is grief
but love persevering.

- Storm's coming.

- Don't you worry, princess.

They're just clouds.

They always pass.

- There he is, quitter.

Could never quit those.

- I never even looked
at one for the 15 years

that you were inside.

- Never came to
see me, not once.

- What do you think
this is, huh, therapy.

A loving.

- Didn't even come to the trial.

It's okay dad, it's okay.

- What you're doing under
any other circumstances

would be admirable.

- Any other circumstances,
what the hell does that mean?

- Keep your voice
down, she's sleeping.

She's not your daughter, Eddie.

She can't be someone else.

You should know that
above everybody.

You can't lay that on her,
she can't be a substitute.

Oh, you could rescue her from
the people that are trying,

that killed her parents.

Or you could save her life.

Maybe even die for her.

But she can never be Chloe.

- You know, I remember
when she was born, Chloe

I mean, it was the perfect
labor the midwife said,

I was there the whole time next
to Sasha, holding her hand.

Then right at the
last minute, Chloe,

she got the umbilical cord
wrapped around her neck.

She was strangling herself.

So they rushed
them into theater.

And I wasn't allowed
in, not at first.

I was outside in the hallway
and I could see Sasha

through one of those thin
glass panels in the door.

And she was looking
right back at me, crying.

We both were.

And that's when I
heard it, her cries,

echoing through the corridors.

And then that's
when they let me in

and I held her for
the first time.

I've never felt so
much love for someone.

At that moment I thought of you,

only for a moment,
a second if that,

I thought of you and you
didn't fucking deserve that.

All I could think of was all
the love I had for this tiny,

beautiful baby girl

that suddenly meant the
whole fucking world to me.

And I thought, there's
nothing this tiny, precious,

beautiful baby
girl could ever do

that would make me
walk away from her.

- But you did.

- And I became the person
I hate more than anything.

I became you.

I'm just try to do
the right thing dad.

- When did you ever
do the right thing?

You're doing this
for your conscience.

Well, at least it shows
that you've still got one.

- And that's what sets us apart.

You don't regret a single
day you never came to see me.

You don't even regret the day

that you told me
that I was on my own.

- You took a man's life.

- He raped my wife, Jesus.

What the fuck am I even
talking to you about this for?

What would you even know about?

- Where the hell are you going.

- For a drive.

- Oh mate, I'm sweating
like a paedophile

on a fucking rape charge.

So anyway, he gets
his bong right?

He goes half me, he walks in
there and fucking toking on it.

And doesn't even offer
me a bit of my own gear.

- He's a fucking
tight cunt, isn't he?

- Fucking telling me?

Hold on a minute,
dick I, have a look.

It's only our fucking mate.

- What is it?

- They're here.

- Okay.

You know what to do, Princess.

- The fuck are you doing?

- We're having guests,
I'm just setting the mood.

You're my son, you don't
think I know what you are?

Go do what you do best.

Elsie, did you find it?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Okay, let's go.

- Are you okay?

- Getting a bit
old for all this.

Just give a moment.

Now, go on.

You go on, and don't
stop for anyone.

What about what you told me?

- What?

- Never let them see you bleed.

- What else did I tell you?

- Ironic, isn't it that
you called us animals

and here you are on all fours
like an old fucking dog.

- Stop.

What I say to you about
fucking fantasies?

Your mate about? Didn't
fucking think so.

Do you know how I found you?

'Cause I can always smell
the fucking pure ones.

Only thing is, I've
gotta make sure

that no one else finds
you the same way I did.

Ha, another tragedy by
your own fucking hand.

But before you die, I'm
gonna let you watch me

fuck her with this gun.

And then and only then
will you take your last

fucking breath, you'll be
looking into my fucking eyes.

You're coming with
me you little bitch.

And let's not forget,
I'm gonna fuck you

so hard with this fucking gun.

- I crossed the
length of the country,

to set you free,
to watch you run.

- I must go
down to the seas again

for the call of the running tide

is a wild call and a clear
call that may not be denied.

And all I ask is a windy day
with the white clouds flying

and the flung spray
and the blown spume.

and the seagulls crying.

The function of man is
to live, not to exist.

I shall not waste my days
trying to prolong them.

I shall use my time.

- As long as you're
happy with the product.

You know the rules, no returns,

no refunds, no
discounts, no buybacks.

All sales are final.

- Tickity-boo as you might say.

Always you deliver.

- It is what it is, business.

A unique business.

I'm glad to have been
a service to you, Mr.

- Oh, Mikhail please.

- Mikhail.

Sorry.

- But of course.

Speak.

Hey, you have to understand,
it wasn't personal.

It was purely business.

Hold on a minute. Hold.
Now listen...

Mikhail, I apologize. But I have
to attend to, as we say,
business.

So you enjoy your drink,
stay as long as you want.

Speak.

- To market to
market, to buy a fat pig.

- Hey, you have to understand
it wasn't personal.

It was purely business.

- It was
all personal to me.

You killed the only two
people I ever loved.

- Hold on a minute, hold
a sec.

Mikhail

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