Original subtitles

That was our Trev on the phone. She's on her way now.

Then it's Kelly and Shaun from Kelly's mum's at half three,

and then it's me, you, the gang and the open road, mate.

- You moving out? - Say again.

I said, are you moving out, duck?

- No, what you on? - Why have you packed so many bags?

- It's for the rave. - We're only there for one night.

You said it was a nighter so I've brought enough for...

Yeah, a nighter. Not a yearer.

Yeah, but if you think about it logically,

it's a day, a night, and then another day and then...

Thinking about it logically, you need underpants, condoms and drugs.

- They're in the odds and sods bag. - That's all you need, then, brother.

- Yeah, but... We need provisions, mate. - Provisions? Like him?

- He coming? Is he coming? - Doesn't have to come.

- I weren't set on him. - There's a fucking bag within a bag here.

- That's a bag inside a bag. - It's for souvenirs, mate.

In case we see owt for Lolly, Woody and the kids and that.

We're not going to American Adventure.

We're not gonna get a picture of you going down the log flume.

We're going to a rave. We're gonna get out of our heads, have a mash up.

I'm trying to think in case we stay, in case we end up somewhere.

You've thought way too much on this, man. Way too fucking much.

I'm gonna go for a wank... and a shit and a bath.

Downsize it a little bit.

Condense it down a bit, brother, cos that's just ridiculous.

Hallelujah

# Hallelujah

# Hallelujah

# Hallelujah

# Hallelujah

# Hallelujah

# Hallelujah

# Hallelujah

That was a bit of a wild one last night, weren't it?

- Yeah. - You was a bit wild, anyway.

Do you want me to do some breakfast? I can do a banging bacon butty.

No, mate, honestly, I've really got to go.

- Fucking hell. Is that the time? - Yep.

Well, can I get your number or summat?

I'm-.-

I'm never really situated in the same...

like, place, so that probably wouldn't really work.

- Have I done summat wrong? - No.

No. Not at all.

I just work with my mum and my sister and they're gonna fucking flip so I'd better go.

Nice to meet you, Stu.

Is it there?

- Yeah. - Well, come on. Get it open.

We can't eat our dinner till we know.

What if it's a no?

It won't be a no. It'll be a positive.

You were the star pupil on that drama course, Shaun.

- Word travels fast, don't it? - It does, yeah.

Well, as long as you know that I tried, even if it is a no.

Brilliant. It's a no.

What?

Little sod! He'll have me at it all day.

"We're sorry to inform you that, after much consideration,

we can't offer you a place on the photography course

due to the manner in which you left the drama course

back in January, 1989."

- That's a bloody mistake. - It has to be.

It's not a mistake, is it? It's right. I left the course.

No, it's a different course, Shaun.

It doesn't matter. It's the same college.

- You was in bits over Michelle. - It doesn't matter.

Like they give a fuck about that. They're not bothered.

- I'm gonna get Dr Lenny to have a word. - No, you're not.

- You was on anti-depressants. - It doesn't matter.

- You didn't just swan off. - It doesn't matter.

- They're not gonna take it into consideration. - It does matter.

It doesn't fucking matter! How many times?

It's my fucking life! Not yours! It's my fault!

I walked off the fucking course and I'm not bothered!

- I did it to get you off my back, anyway! - Fine. Just calm down.

- I don't care! I don't care! - Fine.

OK. Now calm down, Shaun.

Shaun, love, I'm sorry. All right, I won't say anything.

- It's just the injustice of it, love. It's not right. - It doesn't matter, Mum. It says no. End of.

- Gadge, what have we got here? - Survival gear, Trev.

Cousin's in the air cadets so he taught me a thing or two.

- We're only going for a day. - Yeah, but I've heard about these raves.

Go for a day thinking, "Yeah," you end up at another party, another party, another party.

Some people end up in Ibiza and everything.

Yeah, all right, Gary.

- You haven't listened, have you, mate? - Yeah, I have.

There's still a load of shit here. A massive pile of shit.

That's half of what you said I couldn't take.

It doesn't matter. There's still too much there. Way too much.

- It's all essential. - I can't believe it.

- This is what Trev's got. - That's it.

That's what you've got. You're a bloke.

- We need it! - What do we need?

- That is your sleeping bag, mate. - Let's get what we need.

- Let's get your... - Sleeping bag.

- We need that. - Necessity.

- We need a tent to sleep in, don't we? - Necessity.

- But, in terms of, like, pig chow, sweets... - Mate, we need them, for the road.

- Harvey, don't be a dick! - Fuck 'em off, mate.

That's my sweets, mate! One bag of sweets, mate!

World In Motion

- Er...large G&T, please. - No problem.

- There you are, love. Thank you. - Thanks.

- There you are. Thank you. - Thank you. Cheers.

# Love's got the world in motion

# And I can't believe it's true...

- Right, that's me done. - All right, cheers.

What's up?

What?

So what am I gonna do about Kelly?

Look, don't be too hard on her, Lol.

She has to do from nine to one, Mum, yeah? Who can't do them hours?

She's just struggling a bit at the minute.

Struggling with what? What?

Look, she's going away this weekend.

- One final blow out with Gadge and Harvey. - Oh, God.

I'll sit her down on Sunday, have a proper good word with her. I promise.

She'll be here on time every fucking day next week with bells on.

- Yeah? - Yeah, fine.

- You still on for the barbecue later? - Definitely.

- Want me to bring owt? - No. You're good.

- See you later. - Thanks, Mum.

See ya.

Mate, just give her five minutes. We'll find her.

- We can't go without her, can we, Harv? - We can.

- You're being a nob. - We can.

You're taking the piss. Come on.

I had my mix in here. Where is it?

She's just forgot that we told her hers.

- She's probably outside Shaun's. - No, she's there.

Oh, there she is, Harv.

- Half three at your mum's, Kel. - What?

Half three at your mum's. Nice one. Where the fuck were you?

- At the pub. - Wicked. Nice one.

- Are you getting in? - Weren't it half four at Shaun's?

No. It was half three at your mum's.

- Get in, then. - Erm...

Swing by mine and I'll get ready.

- Absolutely not, no. - I'll have a shower.

- I'll be two seconds and I'll come straight out. - No. Not happening.

- Get in the car or don't get in the car. - My outfit's on the bed.

We've been driving for an hour. Get in the car or fuck off.

- You're not coming to the party. - You're taking the piss?

- Absolutely not. Can we go? - I'll be one second. I'll have a quick...

Listen, you great frigging twat, get in the car now.

I've been driving round for a fucking hour.

- Just get in the car. - Get in the fucking car.

- So I'm gonna go like this? - Yeah. I'm not arguing. I'm going. See you.

- Hold on, then. Stop being such a prick. - Thank you.

Budge up, you... Well, budge up, then, you fucking ginge minge.

I'm the only one that's not said owt!

Hold on! I'm not even in the car!

What's wrong with you?

- Have you got a drink? - Right.

Who likes salmonella?

Yeah!

- Who likes violent illness? Yeah! - Nice one.

Who likes throwing up?

# Doo-dee-dee doo-dee-doo dee-doo!

# Doo-dee-dee doo-dee-doo dee-doo!

Oi, that's cool. Doing well there.

- How far can you slide down? - Whoo!

- Oh, you big boy. - Do you want that?

- How are you, sweetheart? - I'm all right.

Give us a kiss.

You've got ketchup on your...

- Don't be like that. - Get out of it!

- Don't embarrass me. Don't embarrass me! - Get off!

Oh, careful.

- What's that you're doing? - Tried to kiss me.

- You've got tomato sauce all in your face. - Yeah, he just kissed me.

- Is it bad? How bad is it, out often? - What's that you're doing?

Oh!

Oh!

You've ruined the day!

One Love

Take a peek on these sweeties.

- Oh, amazing. - Double barrels.

Just like a shotgun.

- We'll go full. Me and you, we'll go full, Gadget. - Mate. One at least.

- Girls, you go halves on one. - Nah, I could drop one of them.

Shaun the prawn, you have a 16th.

Yeah? Give it a nibble, see what you think.

- Serious. - I know what you're trying to do.

Mate, honestly, it's like nothing else you've ever had.

It's not like this shit. It just makes you...

- Makes you want to hug the world, basically. - This is what you feel like.

All the time. All the time.

Just love, man. Just love. Gay, straight, love.

You just wanna love.

You wanna mix with other people in love.

Now, then, is everyone full off impetigo burgers?

- Yeah, bloody hell. - I feel sick but...

It's just as well. You'll notice I didn't eat much during that whole affair. There's a reason.

- You didn't want to get ill. - I didn't want to get ill.

That's correct. There's a reason for not wanting to get ill,

cos we're gonna find out who the hardest man or woman is

via the medium of arm wrestling.

- This is gonna end in disaster. - I want to watch this.

- Right, ready when you are. - I'll hold the table.

- Come on, Nicky. Gear push. Come on. - Gear push. I'm on it.

- You're on it. - Come on, Nicky! Come on!

I love his face!

- You have to touch the table. - Don't put your head on it.

Honestly, she's really hard.

Come on.

- Oh, no. - Yes!

Yeah. Straights against lesbians, get on that.

- Is that your wanking hand? - It is, yeah.

- It's really strong. - It should be weak.

- Fucker. - Get in.

Oh!

' ' My God!

Ahh!

- Ha-ha-ha! - Do it! Do it! Do it!

- Go on, give your mum a hand. - Oh, shit. He's really strong.

Push it that way.

No. No.

- I'm not playing!

Erm, I don't want to be funny or anything,

but are you sure we're going the right way, cos it seems a bit familiar, Gadge?

- Yeah, no, no, no, we're on the right track. - That dry wall looks a bit familiar, Gadge.

- We definitely have been down there, mate. - Yeah, yeah. Yeah.

- That is... Please do, yeah. - A to Z.

- You couldn't have got a pocket one? - Shut up, fatty boom boom.

I couldn't get a pocket one, no. I'm sorry.

- Are you serious? - What? I need to read it.

I need to match the map with the road.

I know, mate, but you don't have to put it up on the fucking windscreen, do you?

You're a fucking liability, mate.

Do you even know how to read a map, Gadge?

Listen, I know how to read a map, mate, right?

That's all you need to know.

- Fucking read it, then. - I'm reading it. Right...

- What? Right here? - No, no, no, no. Hold on.

We're this green line here.

And, when we get down to this little yellow line, we go left, right?

- Right, you ready, Milk? - Er, yeah.

- Don't lick it. - I've got to lick it to stick it on.

Wet it with your finger.

Just gonna get that perfectly between them eyebrows.

Get it right there.

That's the mother. Right there. Yeah.

- Argh. - Right, ask us some questions.

- It's so you. - Am I er...male?

- Yes, you are. - Definitely.

Erm, am I... Am I famous?

- No. - Well, I don't know.

In the area, amongst certain...females, probably famous.

Am I...fat?

- From what I've seen... - Yeah?

- ...pale and tired.

- Am I a penis'? - You are a penis.

But it's in a certain place.

- So close. - Quite close to where it is now.

You lot are dickheads.

Dickhead!

- Am I female? - Yes.

- Oh, yes. - Oh, she's a powerful woman.

Well, she's...

- Am I famous? - Yes, but for all the wrong reasons.

Do you know who she is?

- No. - Maybe not ask the kids.

- Oh, OK. Am I Margaret Thatcher? - No.

- No, boo! - Boo!

- Thank fuck for that. - You're worse than Thatcher.

- Worse than Thatcher? Shit the bed. - Definitely.

- Give us a go on that. - Um... Am I old, then?

- No. No. - Not old.

I'll give you a clue.

I call you it all the time.

Oh, Myra Hindley.

Shit the bed. Fuck you.

- Gadge, we've fucking been past here. - We're not!

We've been past that fucking farm about four times.

- There's a place here called Cock End and... - You're a cock-end.

If we've been past Cock End, I'd know about it.

- That mile sign. We've passed it. - We've not.

- Yes, we fucking have, mate. - That milestone?

That mile sign. That mile thing. That milestone. Passed it.

It's the third time passing it, boss.

- You've not been watching the road. - I swear to God, mate!

I can't watch the road and read the map.

I ask you for one thing and you don't do fuck all right, do you?

- You watch the road and I... - I am watching the road. You've done owt.

We have to work as a team. Look, the fucking map's got holes in it.

- Good map! - It was the best we could do.

- Well done, Gary. - I swear to God, mate,

you're ruining our fucking lives at the moment.

You have no fucking idea, do you?

You have no idea.

As you can see, I have brought out my ghetto blaster.

It is not the most technical of devices, but I have maxed up the volume there.

It's on maximum.

I'm about to take you to another galaxy and we're gonna party like it's 1999.

- What's this? - Erect yourselves.

Fantastic Man

Oh. Dancing.

Do you want to dance, Milo? Do you want to dance?

- Oh, man. - Yeah!

- Eh, you having that? - Dancing on the slide.

- There's too many lines. - Shut up. I'm driving.

- There's red, there's blue, there's green. - I swear to fucking...

Oi! What's this?

- Let me go! - For fuck's sake!

Twat!

- Oh, my God! Leave him. Leave him. Stop it. - Fuck off!

Now look what you've done, you fucking stresshead, mate!

- You've got my arm. - Children!

Like fucking children.

- Now the map's gone. - Fucking hell, lads.

- We don't know where we are, anyway. - That went too far.

- Have a fag if you want a fag. - Cheers, mate.

# Fantastic Man

Whoa. Careful. Be careful.

- Come down here. - Taking turns. Taking turns.

Oh!

- Doing a little routine. - Let's do this.

# Since I came to know you, baby, yeah

# I've been telling you how sweet you are

# I've been telling you how good you are

# Now you want to try and tell me how I look...

Whoo!

- Yay! - Yay!

# You look so good

# Fantastic man...

- Yeah. - You just want more food.

I'm drunk, Woods.

I know you are. Don't be sick.

Can you forgive me, Gary, for what I just did a minute ago?

Yeah, I suppose so.

Just sometimes just watch. Do you know what I mean?

- Cos now the map's gone, innit? - I know.

I'm dead sorry for getting physical and verbally aggressive. I am very sorry for it.

There's summat smoking over there. I think someone's broke down.

- Look. That's bad. - Hang on.

- They might be ravers, though. - Could be. Could be.

Might know where it is.

- Oh, what a stroke of luck! - Fuck's sake.

- Drive round. - Help us.

- Just drive past. - Stop.

Oh, holy Jesus.

Higgy, I know these people.

- Get out the car. - Harvey.

- How you doing? - Oh, it's amazing to see you, my friend.

- How are you? - Better than your car.

Gary. Hello.

- Hello, Kelly. - Gadge.

- You all right, mate? - Is that boob juice you've got all over your top?

Kelly, bless you, my child.

Oh, for fuck's sake. What are you doing here?

- I'm with my mates. - For God's sake, if I had some metal now...

Oh, you little bastard.

- You broke down, have you, Flip? - Well, you... Kind of.

Well, it's more like just cooling down a bit.

It's heating up, mate, that. It's bad.

Well, it's a purring dragon.

Sometimes he just needs to...land...

...fold his wings and just calm down a bit.

- So, where you going, Harv? - Where you going, Flip?

Ah, to the rave up.

- Ah. - Nice, yeah.

- Higgy loves a rave, don't you, Higgy? - Guilty.

Yeah. He was nearly in tears till we saw you, yeah.

- Well... - Where is it?

- Nearly let him down. Same place you're going. - Where is it, though?

Yeah, we'd have met there, wouldn't we?

- You tell us where it is and we'll bring rescue. - It's local.

But where?

Oh, right. Do you not...

- Do you not know where you're going? - Yeah. Just it's...

- No, we don't, Flip. No, we ain't got a clue, boss. - Oh, right.

- Are you gonna tell us? - If I tell you where the rave is,

you'll deny us a lift in that spastic wagon.

- Mate, we'll get someone from the rave... - Listen. We need to take them.

- There's no room. - We ain't not going to that rave.

- You shut up. - We ain't not going.

- Just look at the ground. Look at the ground. - I'm in the front. They can fuck off if they think...

- One of yous is in the boot. - Ginge.

- No. I'm already in the back. - Shaun, you're smaller than me.

- If you get in the boot, Shaun, I'll forgive you. - Come on, Shaun.

- No, mate. - Harvey, make Shaun get in the boot.

Carry on and you'll have no fucking lift!

- Let me know when you get there. - Sarcasm.

- Oh, my God. - Move up, that's right.

Ow.

You feel that in your side, Kelly?

- Everybody in? - It's man love.

You didn't know where it was, did you, Flip?

I thought I did, and...

It wasn't a wind up, honest, Harv, and...

I wanted to take you to your rave and...

I feel like I've let you all down.

We didn't know were it was, anyway. Don't worry about it.

That's very kind of you all. Thanks.

- Shall we piss off, then? - All this way.

- What else we gonna do? - No point in going home to do nothing.

- We've got beer. - Stay in the fucking woods?

Yeah, build a little fire out of drift wood, we'll be f...

There's no point driving all the way back home to do fuck all, is there?

- Come on! - We've got our pills.

- Do you all really fancy it? - Yeah!

Why not? Whack some music on and that.

Fuck it. We'll stay here, then.

If you want, mate, I'll take you back to your car and you can piss off and all.

Well... I don't mind hanging with you guys...

and your party in the woods.

Please don't take me back there, Harvey.

It's like American Werewolf in Yorkshire out there.

Truth is, we ain't got enough pills for you.

Oh, we... We've brought pills to the table, Harvey! Yeah!

- Pack of 30. - Pack of 30 what?

Pro Plus.

- We've got a completely different thing. - Oh, you get wired, mate.

- Three or four and you're up all night. - Don't make us leave!

Shit!

- How long's he been in there? - Fucking ages!

Swore he was right here.

Hig.

- All right, dude? - Here he is!

I'm fine. Me brother used to lock me in the cupboard,

sometimes for hours on end, so I'm quite good in small spaces.

- Fair play to you. - Yeah. Happy times.

- Let us stay, mate? - I promise I'll behave myself.

I'll keep these bad boys to myself.

Oh, fuck it, I feel really sorry for you boys, but it ain't just up to me.

That's the thing, like.

- You reckon? - This isn't helping, is it?

Come on, guys.

Can't leave them on their own.

- Go on, then. - Fine!

- Let's get very happy. - You're in.

- Brilliant. - Aw.

- That's great of you. - Enjoy yourself.

Have half, though. If it's your first time, have half.

Lads, I'm pretty big, and I feel like I can handle a full one.

Honestly, mate, I'm telling you the truth. Just hang on, have half first.

OK, I trust you, hombre. I trust you guys.

- Thanks. - Gadgy.

- Cheers. - OK. Wow.

Shaun, just have half with me to start off with.

- I'll have less than half. - He needs less than half.

- Fuck off! - To the night, guys.

To the night!

- Guys, here we go. - To the night in the woods.

- To the night in the woods! - OK.

- Can I have a bit of that drink, Trev? - Before you, Ginge. Jesus.

Have you done yours without a drink?

- Oh, no, you still have it. - It tastes like fucking shite.

I'm not feeling anything, Harvey. I can handle a full one.

I promise you, give it time, mate.

- Half an hour and you'll be off your head. - Brilliant.

- Shall I put some music on, then? - Yeah.

The Ginger Ginge!

- Shall I put some Roses on? - Yeah.

Where abouts are they, Harv?

- Down in floor. They were down near my foot. - Can't find it.

Oh, hang on, mate.

Is it the one with the red cover on?

Hang on, hang on. Shh, shh, shh. Wait. Listen.

Can you hear that?

It's, like, drumming or something.

- I can hear that, Trev. - We've found it, haven't we?

Fuck!

Ohh.

- Ladies and gentlemen... - Fucking hell, boys and girls.

We're fucking here!

- Beautiful, man! - I told you I'd take you there!

I told you!

Let's do this!

- What the fuck? - Whoa.

- That's not it, is it? - There's nowhere near 2,000 there, mate.

Is that a wigwam?

This definitely isn't it.

- Looks like a fucking séance! - Well, a party's a party, isn't it?

Yeah, but we can't all go in there like this. We'll stand out like a sore thumb!

- Has she got her tits out? - What?

Loads of tits out, mate.

Yeah, some are nice.

Some are not so nice - and long.

Jesus. Free tits, Harv!

- Do you reckon we have it or what? - Fuck it, I'll suck anything!

Come on, then!

Party!

She's pissed!

Fucking hell!

Groovy shirt, man! Yeah!

- Can I touch your stuff? - She's got her tits out!

Please let me touch you. This bit. Just this bit.

Don't touch her, Gadge! She'll chop your hand off!

I want to touch it.

Do you really wanna jump? Do you wanna?

Well, that's fine with me. Come on. Let's do it, asshole.

- Wait a minute! - I wanna do it.

Wait. What do you mean?

Oh!

- Get it. - No way.

Go on.

I'm just too tired, I am, Lol.

- Get the phone, Woody. - No, it's me mum and dad.

- Yeah, of course it's your mum and dad. - No, I've had enough of them now.

Get the phone.

I'm not talking to your mum for an hour.

Hello.

Yeah.

Right, let me just nip upstairs and I'll take the phone up there.

All right, just one sec.

- Right, Woody, it's me mum. - Mm.

- When I shout, put the phone down. Listening? - Mm-hm.

- Yeah? - Yes.

Right, put it down, then, Wood!

- Woody! - Oh, fuck me.

- Quick. - I'm doing it!

It's down.

Hi. You all right?

No. Milky's here, so I couldn't talk.

Come on, then. What's up?

You sound really stressed. Tell me what's up, Combo.

Never Feel This Young

Whoo!

# You could take my time

# And make it matter

# Make it matter

# To me

# You could turn my head

# You could turn my thought...

- Are you having a nice time? - I like this.

# Make it matter

# You make it matter...

This is great. This is great.

I love ecstasy!

# I'll never

# Feel this young...

Is it too soon to say that I think I might love you?

# You can take my time

# And make it matter

# You can take my time

# And make it real

# You can make a moment

# A moment a day

# Oh, you know you need me

# Oh, no, I know you need me

# I'll never...

That's amazing.

#..feel this young

# I'll never

# Feel this young

# I'm feeling older

# I'm feeling older

# I'm feeling older

# I'm feeling older

# I'm feeling older

# Yeah, yeah, older, older

# I'm getting older

# Yeah, yeah, older, old...

- Hello! - Hiya.

- How are you? - I'm good, thanks. How are you?

- I'm very good. - Do you want to come in?

I'd... I'd love to, and to be invited, it's special.

Come in.

Oh, yeah.

- It's gone a bit mental out there, hasn't it? - Yeah.

- Mm. It's good, though. - Yeah, it is.

It's very ni... It's nice out there, isn't it?

- Yeah. - Just everyone...

Just happy, like.

- Yeah, just doing what they need to do. - Yeah.

- You coming in for a bit of quiet? - Well... Well...

I won't lie to you. I was... I was going past for a piss.

- Yeah. - I was going past for a wee. Excuse me.

- Gadge! Give us a beer, my friend. - For you, mate.

- Do you know what? I love you. - This is fucking nice, this.

- I know. I know, it's wonderful. - You all right?

Love you, mate!

Yeah, it's... It's special here.

- It's so different, you know, to anything else. - Yeah.

If you would kindly tell me everything you know,

I promise you I'M kill you quick.

I've told you everything I know.

Wood?

Woody?

Woody?

So... Like, I know it's rude to ask, and I shouldn't,

but can I ask how old you are?

- I'm 47. - 47?

Mm.

Wow. You're literally, like, five years older than my dad.

I... I didn't mean any of fence, like...

- I don't take any of fence. - No, no of fence.

- Yeah. - But...

- Like... - Do you get on with your dad?

I di... I di... Yeah.

Course, yeah. I fucking loved him to bits.

But he's not here any more. He passed away.

- Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. - It happens, like. It happens.

My dad was... He was a fighter in the war and he brought me up a fighter.

You know, like, he was one of them that...

Like, I know he can see me now,

like he's looking from above and he's looking at me and you.

He's thinking, "Fucking go on, boy." That's what he's thinking.

And he was a fighter, and that's what I've always had in me,

- and he was a brave man. - Yeah.

Like, he fought for the country. He fought in the Falklands and...

He was just a brave man and that's what he brought me up to be.

And if he'd have been looking down on me now,

if I was sat here, laying down there crying, he'd look at me and he'd go,

"Shaun, fucking hell. Sort it out. What you doing? What you crying for?

Crying's not gonna bring me back." It doesn't. You know what I mean?

But if he'd have seen me down here,

you know, having the time of me life and sat here having fun...

He'd be sat there going, "Fucking, Shaun, love you to bits, mate."

Yeah. So he's with you all the time.

All the time. All the time. But...

And how old where you when he passed?

I would have been 11, 12.

- Oh, right. - Young. Yeah.

I was young, and er, like...

- I understand death at that age, obviously, but... - Yeah.

It's just one of them things, isn't it? There's nothing you can do about it.

No. But you miss him?

- Yeah, obviously. - Yeah.

There you are.

Are you OK?

Are you all right?

Are you OK?

# Everybody speaks

# Nobody hears

# Everybody speaks

# Nobody hears

# They waste days

# And they waste years

# I'm the first

# And I'm the last

# I'm the future

# I'm the past

# Let the prime numbers rise

# Let the prime numbers rise

# This is a God song

# Somebody listen

# Do you speak my language?

# Has the spirit risen?

# I will protect you

# I will guide

# I will bless when you take my side

# This is a God song

# Let demons fly

# It's you, you, you, you, YOU

# Yeah

# And obviously I

# And obviously I

# And obviously I

# And obviously I

# This is a God song

# Wrote you this song

# This is the country

# This is the drug

# This is pain

# I'll twist or turn

# At the beginning

# And on by

# This is a God song

# I let you go

# Slip away, slip away, slip away

# This is a God song

# Wrote you this song

# This is the country

# This is the drug

# This is pain

# I'll twist or turn

# At the beginning

# And on by

# This is a God song

# I let you go

# Slip away, slip away, slip away

# The click of my fingers

# Goes well with thunder

# I think you don't know

# The curse you're under

# That's burning bright

# Though kingdom come

# I'm the heavens

# I'm the sun

# This is a God song

# Your place is here

# You'll be ordained

# You'll be revered

# This is a God song

# Let demons fly

# It's you, you, you, you, YOU

# But obviously I

# And obviously I

# And obviously I

# And obviously I

# I'm coming, I'm coming

# I'm coming, I'm coming

# I'm coming, I'm coming

# I'm coming, I'm coming

# And obviously I...

I love you so much. You know that?

# This is a God song... - I love you so much. I love you so much.

I love you so much. You know that?

I love you so much. You know that? I love you so much.

Dad?

# Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

# Ooh, ooh

# Ooh-ooh

# Ooh, ooh, ooh

# Ooh, ooh, ooh

# Ooh

# Ooh

# Here it comes...

- Morning. - Where you been?

Fucking down there on the couch with him.

- Why? - Because you didn't wake me up, you bastard.

Fucking hell.

- Is he still down there? - Of course he's still there.

He's like a turd that won't flush.

- That's all the food gone, then. - I've hid it.

- Where? - In the tumble dryer.

Ohh. Won't want to eat that now.

It's the only place he won't think to look.

He will. He'll sniff it out.

Is your mum all right?

- Yeah, why? - She rang last night. I thought maybe...

Maybe Nicky had got her dildo stuck all the way up inside her.

- No. - Your mum trying to spoon it out.

Oh, Woody, don't. Don't.

- You're disgusting. - I'm sorry.

No, it weren't my mum on the phone. It was Combo.

Oh, fucking hell.

- Is he all right? - No, not really.

- Is he not? - No.

He was a bit...bit teary, to be honest.

- Teary? - Yeah.

Was he?

- Well, he's... He's trying to get out, isn't he? - Mm.

Yeah.

Only, it didn't go very well last time and...

Well, he was telling me about all this stuff that he's got to get together

and, you know, what they expect of him if he gets parole...

Go on, I can feel something.

- Yeah. - Come on, then.

Well, he needs stability.

He needs people for when he's out

cos he hasn't got anyone, so he's obviously got...

- Drop the bomb. Let's have the bomb. - He needs somewhere to live.

There it is.

There it is.

Well, we got a year of happiness.

Didn't we? Fucking hell.

Well, I've said... I've not said, like, defo yes...

- I've said I'd talk to you about it. - Of course.

- Of course he's gonna have to stay here. - What do you mean?

He's gonna have to stay here. Of course he is. Lollipop...

- You wouldn't mind Combo moving in? - No.

It's gonna be messy, but I think... Well...

I wouldn't have a son, would I?

I wouldn't have Jimmy.

I wouldn't have the love of my life...

...without what that man did, so of course he's gonna have to stay here.

Do you know what? He might not even get out.

They might not even accept it, so it might not even be a problem.

But if there's more of a chance...

If it's gonna improve his chances of getting out, then of course he's gonna have to stay here.

- Oh, God. It's gonna be... - Mm. Terrible.

...a fucking nightmare, Woody.

Yeah, all right, but it's not... We've been through worse.

- They're gonna hate me. - No.

- They're gonna just hate me again. - No, no, no. I don't think so.

Oh, God. It makes me feel sick, Wood.

- Really makes me feel genuinely like... - That's not cool. Have a little time on me...

- ...on me chest-aroo. - Oh, that's better.

Oh, Christ, I love you. It's ridiculous. Do you know that?

Thanks, Wood. You're the best.

Oh, man!

Oi.

The fuck are you doing out here?

Just looking at this.

It's beautiful, isn't it?

Yeah.

Better than what we have back home, isn't it?

If someone, like, from Africa...

...who'd never been to England, and they had to draw a picture,

this is...this is exactly what they'd draw.

A bit of a mad one last night, wasn't it?

- Mm, crazy. - Yeah, it got a bit crazy.

What happened to you? I didn't...see much of you.

Just...around, really.

COP off?

Little bit, mate, yeah.

The guy with the flaming whip, was it?

Yeah.

Was it, er, one of the topless ladies this time?

You wish.

- You all right? - Mm.

No, you're not.

I am, Gadge.

Are you OK?

- Yeah. - No, Kelly, come here. Come here.

I'm fine. It's fine.

No, it's not. Come here. What's up with you?

Kel, look at me. Look at me.

- What's up with you? - I'm all right.

What's up?

- I don't want to talk about it, to be honest. - Come on. What's up?

Come here. What's up with you?

Mm? Don't cry.

I'm a fucking slag, Gadget.

- What you saying that for? - Cos I am.

Hey, look at me.

You're not a slag.

No fuckers hurt you, have they?

If any fucker's hurt you, tell me now.

- No. - Are you sure?

Just do what I fucking want, Gadge, that's the fucking problem.

Please don't say that. Please.

I love you, babe.

Fucking love you.

You know that as well, don't you?

I always fucking have done, haven't I? Eh?

Experience