Come on, mate.
Shaun? Come on, man. We're off.
Come on, Shaun. - No.
Shaun, man, you can't fucking stay here.
Shaun?
He's just a kid. The things you've said have made him want to stay.
Woody, I wanna make my dad proud.
Listen, love...
See you later, mate.
See you later, Lol, love.
He's 12. I can't leave him here.
- Go. - Nothing we can do if he wants to stay.
You fucking look after him, do you hear me?
He can look after himself. He's proved that.
See yous later.
Come on, love.
Come on, now.
See you later, mate.
Don't forget, you've got a snake in the grass with you there.
You're a good man.
A brave good man, man.
A really good man.
A cup of tea for the boys there, Banj. Few Pot Noodles or something.
I'm fucking gagging for a shit, me, I'm telling you.
Don't worry about it.
I'll have a word with Woody.
I'll sort it, I promise you.
I just feel really bad.
He looked gutted, Combo.
I know, I feel bad, as well, but...
Oh, fucking hell, let's face it.
Woody's not like me and you.
No, he's fucking certainly not like you.
No-one's ever fucking took a swing at me like that.
- Really? - Honest.
Honest.
It's like looking in the mirror.
20 years ago, when I was fucking 12,
taking swings at big men.
I don't know, I just don't like people speaking about my dad,
even in a nice way.
I don't even like people speaking about the war.
You loved him, didn't you?
Yeah.
And then you lost him.
Yeah.
I know what it's like.
To have people walk out on you.
To have people just fucking leave you.
Honest, lad, I know how you feel.
If you ever want anyone to talk to...
...someone to cry with
or just to fucking have a hug
or punch the fuck out of 'em,
I'm telling you, I'll be there for you.
I won't turn my back on you.
I promise you that.
Spit.
That's a man's handshake, that.
I promise you.
I won't let you down.
# Soldiers of Islam are loading their guns
# They're getting ready
# But the Russian tanks are mowing them down
# They're getting ready
# There's children in Africa with Tommy guns
# Getting ready
# While the Islam armies are beckoning on
# They're getting ready
# There's a burning sun
# And it sets in the Western world
# But it rises in the East
# And pretty soon it's gonna burn your temples down
# While the heads of state are having their fun
# Are they ready?
# We're looking at the world through the barrel of a gun
# Are we ready?
# And you stand there beating on your little war drum
# Are you ready...
- Look at the size of that dog. - Gadge, have a look at that dog.
Just get on with it.
Excuse me, mate, is there a toilet here?
Ah, my arse is killing.
- All right, boss? - Round the back.
- Cheers, boss.
I am hungry, yeah. There should be a barbecue or something.
Buffet food...
All right, look, yous three,
yous three, I want yous on your best behaviour.
Right? Your fucking best behaviour.
Ooh, he's got a nice car!
Nice car.
Here they are. Wait there. Hold it back, lads.
- Just wait there. - Come on.
Just wait there. Behave yourself. Wait there.
You all right?
How are you, Arthur? Good to see you.
All right, Lenny, mate.
All right? A pleasure. A pleasure.
All right, mate.
Gentlemen, there is a forgotten word.
No.
An almost forbidden word.
A word that means more to me than any other.
That word is "England".
Yes!
Once, we flaunted it in the face of the world, like a banner.
It was a word that stood for power.
A word that stood for freedom.
A word that stood for respect.
But today,
we're scarcely even allowed to speak the name of our country.
Gadge, are you honestly...
Well, I want to revive that word, a grand old word,
the word "Englishman".
Yes! Yes!
Yes!
Now we've been marginalised.
We've been called "cranks".
We're not cranks.
Some people say we're racists.
We're not racists. We're realists.
Some people call us Nazis.
We're not Nazis.
No, what we are, we are nationalists.
And there's a reason people try to pigeonhole us like this.
And that is because of one word, gentlemen.
- Fear. Yeah.
They fear us.
They fear us because we are the true voice of the people of this country.
- Yes! Yes, Lenny.
People who work hard,
pay their way,
it don't matter what their ethnic background is,
I welcome with open arms in this country.
It's the people who think we owe them a living.
These are the people that need to go back.
Yes!
Send them back!
- Send the bastards back! - Send them back!
Send them back!
An English king on a battlefield once said,
"From this day till the end of the world, only we in it shall be remembered,
we few, we happy few, we band of brothers."
Gentlemen, it is the time to stand up and be counted.
Yes! - It is the time for action.
Our country has been stolen from under our noses.
Yes!
Well, gentlemen, it's time to take it back!
Yes!
Yes! Go on, Lenny! Go on, Lenny!
Are you ready to return to the fight?
Yes!
- Are you ready to shed blood? Yes!
Are you ready to fight for this country with your last breath of life?
Yes!
Lenny! Lenny! Lenny!
Lenny! Lenny...
Gentlemen, join our band of brothers. Sign up today.
Thank you very much. Thank you.
Yes!
I'm going to have a word with Lenny. Yous wait here.
- Amazing that. - You're dead right.
Fucking, Gadge. - What?
Do you not feel bad about Woody?
What do you mean, do I not feel bad about him? Look.
Look at all these people in here.
This is right.
If it wasn't right, all these wouldn't be here.
- Think about... - I'm not saying that.
Do you not feel bad about just leaving him like that?
- He's been our mate for... - We've not left him.
I'm still his friend.
Comb...
You know, you're supposed to have a qualified driver in the front.
Are you gonna fucking report me?
Well, it's illegal.
We're really squashed in the back here.
Can one of us come up the front?
Shall we show him? Shall we show him?
Don't look, Comb.
What is it, lad?
Fuck off!
That's my fucking boy! Look at that.
That's why he's in the fucking front, Meggy, you fucking gobshite.
- Do you like it? - It's fucking brilliant, that.
Fucking brilliant.
Do you reckon Lenny'll mind that we nicked it?
No, will he fuck. That's going in the middle of the wall, back in the flat.
We'll build all our stuff round that.
That's gonna be our fucking centrepiece. That's the focus.
- Glad you like it. - Nice one, son.
What's it called, that flag?
St George's Cross, isn't it, Combo?
Yeah. St fucking George's Cross.
You all right there, Pukes, lad?
Yeah, I am. I was thinking, mate.
You seem a bit quiet, lad.
Yeah.
You got a problem, then, or what?
No, I've just got things on my mind, Combo.
Like what?
Well, like...
Well, can I ask you something?
Do you really believe in all that shit, Combo?
Fucking hell, Comb!
Oi, Gadge, come with me. He's getting me out.
Open the fucking door! Get fucking out now!
- Get fucking out! - All right, all right, all right.
Out of the car. Get out, you little fucking shitbag.
You...
don't you fucking ever...
...fucking ever, ever undermine me again in front of my fucking troops.
Do you understand me?
Do you understand me? Eh? Yeah?
Now, fuck off back to Woody, you little fucking queer.
Go on, fuck off! Fuck off!
- You little queer. - Oi, lads.
- Oi, Shaun, man, come. - Leave him alone.
- Oi, come out. - Sorry, mate.
- I can't. - Fuck off. Leave him alone. Walk!
What the fuck?
Waaaah!
Right, this is where all the fucking Pakis go to work in the chicken factory.
- Fucking do it, boys. - Can we go to the chicken factory?
- Just fucking do it. - What shall I put?
Anything. Put anything you want.
Fucking bastards!
Don't fucking come back, you fucking little whore!
Fuck off.
Go on. On your own.
Yeah, fuck off, you Paki bastards!
- Fuck off. - Go on, son!
Hey-hey!
Look at these little fucking sewer rats. Look.
Fucking vermin.
Oi!
Now, that's our ball now. Right? And we're playing here.
So, I suggest you take fucking Tweedledum and Tweedledee
and fuck off home.
If I see you on my streets again...
...I'll slash you.
And it'll be a hundred times fucking worse.
- All right? - Yeah.
Now run home, cos Mummy's cooking curry. Go on.
Meggy!
Get in goal, Gadge.
Have a look in there.
- Is that for me? - Yeah.
We need to fly that with pride.
See you tonight, Woody.
Hey, Meggy, how do you spell "off"? Is it one "f" or two?
Meggy, one "f" or two?
Get me... a hundred fags,
two bottles of wine, a bottle of whisky, and ten cans of lager now.
You know what you're gonna have? Nothing.
What?
You know you're not supposed to be here. Go. Out.
Just fucking get 'em, you Paki bastard!
What did you say?
Get them, you filthy Paki bastard.
Right, that's it.
Just... Wait till I just...
Get off!
- Get out! - What's going on, mate? Problem?
He's been calling me a Paki bastard.
Open the door.
Get your fucking hands off him now!
Fucking hands off him!
Take what you want, kid. Take the fucking whisky and the ciggies.
Oi, oi!
Go on, lads, get the gear.
Come on. Everything.
Come on, hurry up, don't fuck about.
What are you fucking doing?
- I'm having a shit. - Oh, for fuck's sake, man!
- Put your arse away. You bastard.
Come on, hurry up. Get the stuff, mate.
For fuck's sake, we need booze and fags for tonight, lads. Come on.
Fucking hell, Gadge, could you get any more fucking sweets, man?
Fucking hell.
- Put 'em in the car. - Come on.
Paki!
Yeah, Paki.
Picking on a kid, mate? Fucking hell.
Picking on a fucking kid, was you?
- Eh? - Take what you want and go.
Shut up! I'm talking. I'm your fucking size. Fuck with me.
You've got what you want. Just go now.
Don't you fucking dare backchat me,
cos I will slay you now where you fucking stand, you fucking Paki cunt.
Right?
You listen to fucking me!
That fucking kid's dad died for this fucking country.
What have you fucking done for it?
Fuck all, but take fucking jobs off decent people.
Now, listen, son, listen good.
We'll be back here whenever we want, right, cos this is fucking ours now.
This is ours, this, fucking Sandhu.
Don't forget that. Any fucking time.
And clean the place up. It fucking stinks of curry.
Fucking stinks.
Reeks of the fucking shit.
What yous doing, boys?
Get in the fucking car, will you? Get in the fucking car!
You've got the fucking keys.
Get in the fucking car now. Look at my fucking arse!
Get in the fucking car. Hurry up!
This is a very posh area.
What did you say her dad did for a living, Gadget?
- Works on the oil rigs. - Fucking hell.
I fancy some posh totty. Which one is it?
- The one with the balloons. Here.
Fucking hell.
Put the brakes on.
That'll do us, won't it?
I can't wait to see Smell.
- So, Smell, you're finally legal. - Yeah.
Not that it ever made a difference.
- Ready? Three... - Wait, wait.
Come on. Wait there. Are we all here?
Right.
- Smell, get us a drink. I've had chronic pains.
- Strippers! - Constipation.
- Someone at the door! - Stop now, yeah?
Hi, lad.
- Hello. - Woody! Woody!
Hello-o-o.
- Hello-o-o. - Hello-o-o.
Hello-o-o.
# Happy... # Happy...
# Happy birthday # Happy birthday
Happy birthday, Smell!
It was better in the car.
Woo! Well, I'm gonna get off.
Past my bedtime and there's a...
I've got to tape summat on aardvarks.
- You're not going, are you? Woody, stay.
- Are you coming, Milk? - Yeah, mate.
Please, Woods, man, don't go.
Oh, no, it's nothing personal with you, mate.
I'm just gonna get off.
Come on, Wood. Fucking hell, I've brought booze and everything.
Can't we bury the hatchet?
I know what you've come for, man. I'd rather get off, like.
It's this thing on aardvarks, I'm really eager to watch it.
Come on, then, let's have you. Come on, let's have you, folks.
You have a good birthday, you, all right, lovey?
Sorry to be missioning it off.
Nice one, mate.
You look after yourself, you.
- Bye, Woody. - See you, Tubby.
Bye, Milky.
- Bye, Pob. - See you later, folks.
- Come on, Puke. - See you later, Puke.
You're a twat, mate! You're a fucking w...
See you later. Have a good night.
If only you knew.
Happy birthday, Smell.
- Smell! - What's that?
Porno?
What are you giving her porno for, Meggy?
She's a woman. She's got her own nipples.
I thought she might like it.
Smell, are you ready?
The er... magicians.
- Are you ready? - Yeah.
Three... two... one.
Alakazam! Yeah!
- Alaka... Alakazam. - Alakazam.
Wahey!
Happy birthday, Smell.
Happy...
- Happy birthday. - Thanks.
- Do you want me to put it on the table? - Yeah, please.
- Here you are. Put that on the table. - Cheers, love, thanks.
You don't mind us coming, do you, Smell? It's just...
My little man, here, wanted to surprise you on your birthday and all that.
Happy birthday, Smell.
Do you think my party's going all right?
It's been all right, yeah.
Better if Woody was here.
Yeah, I know, man. I don't know why they left.
They just kind of got up and went.
I don't think Woody was standing any of it from Combo.
I mean, I don't know what's going on with those two,
but there's some real tension.
I can sense some real tension between them.
Was you happy when you saw me?
Yeah.
I liked it when you gave me that cake.
I thought it was cool.
Did you make it?
Yeah.
- You didn't, did you? - No.
I didn't think you did.
Did you buy it?
- Yeah. - Yeah, you bought it.
But what did you think to the other night?
Yeah.
Do you know what I'm on about? In the shed and stuff.
Yeah, that was...
It was all right, yeah.
Did you not think much to it?
Oh, yeah.
It was really nice.
You know when I asked you to suck my tits and stuff,
I just thought that you weren't that into it.
I only didn't suck your tits cos I've never done it before.
I thought you'd seen a pair of tits in Germany or summat.
No, I've seen a pair of tits, but...
I didn't suck 'em.
Oh.
Right.
That's why then, isn't it? It's not cos you didn't want to or anything?
Yeah, I just...
Cos I bet you've had loads of boys doing it and...
I felt a bit embarrassed just in case I couldn't do it.
Yeah.
Not that many people have done it to me.
I just thought it'd be nice, like.
It'd make us feel closer and stuff.
I was...
meaning to ask you.
This might seem a bit daft, but will you be my girlfriend?
Honestly?
Yeah, I'd love to be.
It'd be really nice.
Cos I've been thinking about it, as well, but I didn't think you'd ever ask me.
I thought it'd just be, like, a one time, off in the shed or whatever.
Will you be all right for...
them lot to know, if you're not embarrassed?
Cos I'm not embarrassed.
I think you're lovely.
to maintain peace, with freedom and justice is always expensive.
It's less expensive than war, particularly in human life.
Might there be a time when we talk to the Argentines again?
No. Not on sovereignty.
One thing...the islanders have made it perfectly clear,
these islands are British.
They are the Queen's loyal subjects.
They wish it to stay that way.
At least the weather's been on Mrs Thatcher's side...
- Lol. - For fuck's sake.
Where are you off? Court?
No. I...
- What do you want? - I wanna talk to you.
- Well, I'm late for work. - Just two minutes?
- I haven't got two minutes. - All right, Lol?
- You all right? - Yeah.
- Hi, Lol. - Hiya.
For fu... I'm going to work.
- Please, Lol. Two minutes. - What do you wanna talk to me about?
- Stuff. - Stuff?
- You wanna talk to me about stuff? - I just wanna have a chat with you.
About the fact you've just come out of prison?
You've ruined everything? You've broken Woody's fucking heart?
You wanna talk to me about stuff? Well, I can't fucking wait. Let's go.
I want to talk about other stuff.
Other stuff? What other stuff have you possibly got to say to me?
Could I just have fucking two minutes with you?
No, I'm going to work. I'm not your fucking counsellor, Combo.
- I'll come back at dinner time, then. - No, don't come back.
I'll come to yours later on.
To mine? You can have two minutes now.
You've got two fucking minutes.
OK. Sound.
Come on, then. I'm late for work.
There's something for you in the glove box.
A box.
You make this when you was in prison?
Yeah.
Thanks.
Lol...
Erm...
Since that night that we spent together,
before I went inside...
...I haven't been able to think about anything else.
No, I haven't.
I haven't been able to get you out of my mind, man.
And, to be honest with you, Lol...
...just thinking of you...
...got me through them three and a half years inside.
I mean...
That was the best night of my life.
It was the worst night of my life.
Why?
I have done nothing but try and forget about that night, Combo.
It was... It was beautiful.
No, I was 16.
I was pissed off my head.
It wasn't beautiful.
I love you, Lol.
What?
I've...
I've always loved you.
It's never gonna happen, Combo.
Are we done?
Yeah.
There's your box.
Pressure Drop
# Pressure
# Oh, pressure
# Pressure's gonna drop on you
Why do they call you Smell?
It's kind of similar to Michelle, if you think about it.
I don't know, really, if I'm being honest with you.
- Ah, that's fine. - It's not cos I'm smelly.
It's just Michelle and Smell.
- Right. - Purely cos it rhymes.
Well, it sort of rhymes, doesn't it? Does it rhyme?
R for Rectum.
Rabbit.
Rub your rectum.
- Oh, rabbit, you said, yeah? - Yeah.
Furry rectum.
Do you reckon they've got a cassette player?
- Yeah, probably. - Really?
- Yeah, probably. - Oh, I hope so.
Let's bang some music into their ears.
That'll be good.
- Is this it? - Yeah, I can walk straight in.
Combo!
That was nice, that was.
Yeah, well, you know.
I do what I do.
You do!
Oh, fuck.
- What's he doing? - I don't know.
- All right, Milks? - What are you saying, mate?
How are you doing?
Sound.
What have you two been up to?
You know how it is, having a bit of fun.
What's up, mate?
You look down.
One of them days. You know what I mean?
Look, man, erm...
Any chance you can get me any weed?
I just want a smoke. You know what I mean?
I mean, I've only got, like, one spliff left on me.
I can't really give that away.
- What were you after? - About an ounce or summat.
Fucking hell.
No, mate, no.
I couldn't get anything like that big, no way.
I mean, I'll give you half, I'll split it. Give you half of it.
Well, I mean, I might be able to...
...to get... get like that much.
What?
I thought you were gonna walk me home.
You can be there in, like, 15 minutes, if you get a move on now.
You're only a mile down the road.
Are you joking?
What?
Oh, fuck you, you selfish bastard.
Fuckin' hell, man.
Women!
Ooh-ooh-ooh!
Watch it.
- Banjo for a banjo. - Yeah.
Ah.
Ooh-ooh-ooh!
- Come on, Smell. Oh, no.
- Come on. - Oh, God! It's gonna keel over!
Wait for it.
- Kick Donkey! - Two sugars.
Kick Donkey.
I'm not making tea. Kick Donkey, Kick Donkey...
Anyone got a problem?
No problem.
No. Problem with what, man?
Good to see you, Milk. Are you all right, mate?
All right, Tubbs.
Is Woody on his way?
No. Just Milky.
- All right, Milks? - Are you all right, mate?
No problem.
Sit down, Milks.
That's good.
That means we can all get stoned.
# At the dark end...
A chocolate bassline.
# Of the street...
All velvet.
# That's where we always meet...
Combo. My dancing buddy.
# Hiding in shadows
# Where we don't belong
# Living in darkness to hide our wrong...
# You and me...
Sit, Mitzy, sit.
# At the dark end of the street...
I'm hot, I'm hot!
# You and me...
Ow!
# I know time's gonna take its toll...
Are you all right, Gads?
# We have to pay for the love...
Take him home, love. He looks fucked.
# It's a sin and we know...
It's all right, Gadge, lad.
Have you fucking seen how white he is!
I've never seen anyone look that fucking sick!
That fucking kid's arse went white!
#... steal away...
Come on.
# To the dark end
# Of the street...
Oh, man.
Here you are.
No, seriously, Combo, man.
I've got to tell you, mate, you're a good geezer, man.
Seriously. I mean, this... this music,
this sort of music is the sort of stuff that I listen to, my uncles listen to.
Yeah, to me, this is good music.
What you've gotta remember, Milks, right, is... is I'm an original skinhead.
'69, me.
But it was people like your uncle, your uncle that introduced that stuff to me.
The soul of that music just fucking resonated within us,
do you know what I mean?
And it's people... it's skinheads, like you, true skinheads, like you,
keeping that flame alive.
Yeah. It was fucking unity.
It was black and white, together. Know what I mean?
It should not be forgotten. It shouldn't die.
You're still flying that flag in that fucking get-out that you're wearing.
It's proper.
It's real, man.
Oh, man.
That's it, man, we're like brothers now. Yeah?
Serious.
- For life. - Yeah, for life.
Nice one, Combo.
Hand the spliff over.
I haven't had a laugh like this for fucking years.
- Serious. - For years.
Here you are. It's been a long time.
I want some chocolate.
- There's biscuits in the cupboard. - Not in that cupboard.
No, not in that cupboard. I'm starving!
How can you fucking live like this? There's not even a mouldy Twiglet.
I'm really starving, man. I've got the munchies badly.
- Combo, have you eaten the biscuits? - No.
- Fucking hell. What a night.
So, how many uncles have you got?
Erm...
I've got three uncles and two aunties.
So, a big family, then.
Yeah.
I've got... What is it? 22 cousins.
One uncle's got, what, seven kids.
What, to the same woman, like?
Nah.
Spread out between three different women.
One's got two, the other's got two, and another one's got three kids.
And he just, like, left these families and fucked off?
Nah, he still sees 'em.
Yeah, to me, he still spends time with them.
They're always round at Christmas and stuff like that. We all get together.
A big party till late in the morning.
Yeah, it's... it's nice.
It is. It's nice having a big family.
Have you got a mum and dad?
Cos you haven't talked about your mum or dad.
Yeah, I've got a mum and dad.
Of course, man.
A good mum and dad. Yeah, I can't knock 'em at all.
I was one of them kids where... my dad was away all the time.
Sometimes he was away for, like, a fortnight, working.
But...
I never blamed my dad or anything like that for him being away and working.
Cos...
there was always food on that table.
That's what I respect that man for.
Always.
Lucky you, aren't you?
I tell you...
you know, any, any time...
...you wanna come round for something to eat,
you have to come to my grandma's to get something to eat.
- Yeah? - Yeah, man.
She'll cook some rice. She'll cook some peas.
She'll cook some chicken.
She sounds dead lovely, don't she?
Serious, man, then you come home for some ackee and swordfish.
That'd be nice, wouldn't it?
Ah, seriously, man, cos...
I'd love for you to do that. I'd love for you to do that. That'd be nice.
Serious, come and see how we... how we live. Know what I mean?
Even on a bad day, there'll probably be...
a couple of my uncles and about seven...
Fucking hell. You've got everything, haven't you?
- What? - You've got the whole lot.
You've got the whole fucking perfect package.
Fucking hell.
Got everything, you, didn't you?
Fucking hell, man. So...
What... What do you think makes a bad dad?
I don't know, mate. I'm not a dad, am I?
I know you had a good dad, like, but,
be honest with me, what do you really think makes a bad dad, though?
I don't know, man.
What's with the questions, man?
I feel like I'm being interrogated.
What do you reckon?
Niggers.
- What's with the "nigger"? - Because you are, aren't you?
You're a fucking nigger. Aren't you?
Aren't you?
Fucking coon.
Combo! Just leave him.
Go on.
Don't fucking smile at me.
Don't smile at me.
Milky, just stop smiling at him, please.
Don't fucking smile at me, cos I'll wipe the fucking smile off your fucking face.
Yeah? You fucking cunt!
No! - Fucking horrible...
Fucking bastard!
I fucking hate you! I fucking hate you!
- I fucking hate you! Get off!
Milky!
- No, Combo, get off him! - You fucking black bastard!
I fucking hate you! I fucking hate you.
I fucking hate you! You fucking nigger!
- You fucking nigger! - Milky!
Fuck off! Fuck off!
Combo!
Milky!
Milky, man, are you all right?
Shut up!
Shut the fuck up and get the fuck out now!
You little fucking cunt.
Fuck off, you little bastard!
- I thought you was winding us up. - What are you doing, boys?
Fucking all day we've sat and listened to him.
I want some of this. We want our bit.
This man?
- Aargh! - You fucking mad cunt!
You knobhead! You fucking horrible fucking cunt!
You're fucking mad as a March hare. What's wrong with you?
Fucking leave them alone!
- Do you want it, as well? - You're fucking potty.
What? Fuck off, you fucking dickhead!
I'll fucking throttle you, you fucking fat piece of shit!
Get the fuck out of here, you fucking goggle-eyed twat!
Get out. Get out.
- You need to fucking see someone. - Get out.
I said, get out. I said, get out.
Milky...
Leave them alone, will you? They haven't done nothing to you.
Fucking leave them two alone.
Leave them alone.
They've done... They've done nothing to you.
You fuck...
Ah!
No-o-o!
Fucking hell.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Oh, Combo, what have you done to him?
Oh, my God!
No, no, no!
Milky?
Wake up, Milky!
He's OK.
Milky, wake up!
Hey, what am I gonna do? What am I gonna do?
It's not my fault. I didn't mean it.
I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it.
- Milky, wake up! - Help me get him...
- Wake up! - Help me get him to hospital.
- Get off! Milky!
Come on, now. Stop it, now.
Stop the crying. The crying stops now. You don't cry.
Real men don't cry.
Help me get him to the hospital, OK?
Come on. Let's go.
Come on, Shaun. Come on. Let's go.
Come on. Come on.
OK. Come on. Come on.
Help me. Help me. Stop crying!
Don't look at his face.
Shaun?
Can I come in?
Yeah.
It's my favourite picture of Dad.
Me too.
And that one.
Mm, yeah, that's really nice.
You really look alike on that one.
Do you remember where we were in that one?
Where?
Goy Farms.
That was like the best holiday ever.
Milky's gonna be all right, Shaun, I promise.
Shaun, are you OK?
Yeah.
Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want
# Good times, for a change
# See, the luck I've had
# Can make a good man turn bad
# So, please
# Please, please
# Let me, let me, let me
# Let me
# Get what I want
# This time
# Get what I want
# This time
# Haven't had a dream in a long time
# See, the life I've had
# Can make a good man bad
# So
# For once in my life
# Let me
# Get what I want
# Lord knows
# It would be the first time
# Lord knows, it would be the first time
# Lord knows
# It would be the first time
# Lord knows, it would be the first time