I think he's dead, love.
- Behave yourself, will you? - Or what?
Little dick.
Come on. You like that?
Yeah. Yeah, you bitch.
Come on, you bitch! Yeah, you bitch! Come on, you bitch.
Yeah. Yeah, you bitch.
Come on, you bitch. Come on.
You like that? Yeah. Yeah, you bitch.
Yeah, you bitch. Yeah, you bitch!
- Go ahead. Go ahead. - Jesus fuckin' Christ!
Joseph! Joseph, get out!
Joseph go away, get out of it. Move!
- What the fuck was that about? - It's all right, it's all right.
Joseph! Joseph!
Joseph.
How many fish did you catch, Joseph?
- Seven. - Seven? Wow!
That's loads, innit? Loads of fish.
Joseph's been fishing, Lisa. This is Lisa.
She's my girlfriend.
Can I borrow a few quid for a taxi?
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, sure. Yeah. Yeah, definitely.
Yeah. Here you go.
Thanks. All right.
Right. Well, nice to see you again.
Yeah, you too.
Bye.
Take care.
Right, see you later. I'll give you a ring.
- Bye. - Ta-ta.
He's asleep.
- Joseph. - No, don't wake him.
- Do you want a cup of tea? - Uh, we're not stopping.
We just came to ask if you and Joseph would like to come for dinner?
Dinner?
I'll have to check me diary.
What are you doin'?
There.
- Has Joseph had an accident? - What?
Yeah. Yeah, he bumped himself.
How?
- Has he been to the hospital? - He doesn't like hospitals.
- Did you do it? - Eh?
- We're concerned for him. - Concerned?
You don't even know him.
Look, love, I take good care of Joseph,
and I don't get a penny for it, you know, from anyone!
No carers allowance, no social services. Nothing!
Maybe I could help you apply for carers allowance.
I had a dream.
What about?
Camper van.
- Don't like shopping. - Well, neither do I.
But I'm not having you turn up to their house looking like a tramp.
- Do you love her? - Who?
- Lisa. - No.
Why?
Because I don't even hardly know her.
Love Isabel.
Going to marry her.
Two mongs don't make a right.
Joseph?
You look fantastic.
Handsome.
You look good.
Don't like tie.
- Hello. - Evening, Roger.
Come in.
Joseph.
Go through.
- Are you OK? - Fine, thanks, love.
- Can I go in your toilet, please? - Yeah, yeah. It's upstairs on the left.
What do you do, Roger?
I'm a chartered accountant.
And... How about you, Marianne?
Oh, I'm a full-time carer for Isabel.
I used to be a social worker.
- Social worker? - Hmm.
Now it makes sense.
Meaning?
Oh, just... You know...
You said you'll help me claim some money for looking after Joseph.
Maybe another time.
When I'm sober?
- How's the fishing at this time of year? - It's great.
Nothing I like better than getting my rod out.
- Can I use your bathroom again, please? - Yeah.
Hmm.
Fuck!
OK, Danny, it's time for you to leave.
I haven't finished my soup yet.
It's a good job that Joseph can look after himself.
What sort of role model are you?
- Come on. I'll show you out. - All right!
It's the same fuckin' way I came in, isn't it?
All right. We know where we're not wanted, where we don't fit in.
Come on. Let's go, Joseph.
Joseph, come on, lad.
Can he stay?
Yeah, he can stay.
He can stay here forever for all I care.
Look at yous. It's like two peas in a fuckin' pod!
Don't you ever touch me again!
Have a nice time, did you? Eh?
Go on, get to bed.
Remember, you've got a big day tomorrow.
I'm sorry.
You... I'm sorry.
Come on!
Joseph! Joseph! Joseph! Joseph!
The beast.
It cries.
Fuckin' hell, Joseph.
Want money.
OK.
More.
Guess who.
Isabel!
- For me? - Yeah.
They're beautiful.
So are you.
Yeah, you bitch! Yeah, you bitch!
Getting the hang of this, aren't you?
Kiss me. Kiss me.
I don't do kissing.
Kiss me.
I'll give you more money.
Fuck off.
I need to go.
What's the rush?
We've got the place to ourselves.
- We're not sweethearts. - Stay.
That's nice.
Yeah, bitch!
- Yeah. - Joseph, no! Stop! No! No!
Joseph, no! Stop, Joseph!
Joseph, no!
Joseph, no, no, no, no! Joseph, stop!
No.
- Joseph? - No.
No.
Joseph.
I'll kill him. I'll fucking kill him.
I'll murder him. I will, I'll fucking kill him.
- Is she all right? - Her wrists are bruised, but...
Apart from that, she's OK.
I never thought he'd do anything like this.
Honestly. I never.
Are you going to phone the police?
No.
No?
Isabel tells me that Joseph didn't really mean to hurt her.
I think they just got a bit carried away.
Perhaps, they need to be chaperoned.
I hope you're not includin' me in this chaperone plan.
- I think we all have a responsibility. - Yeah. To put a stop to it, we do.
I just want what's best for her.
Setting your sights pretty low, aren't you?
We're not gonna be around forever,
and by the look of it, you're not either.
In time, they could live without us.
With the right support.
Knickers and keys.
- Eh? - Well, you can keep the knickers,
but I really need the keys.
Come on in.
Come in.
I can't find your knickers.
You sure about that?
Honest.
I can't find 'em.
Cheers.
Listen.
Do you
fancy going for a drink or something sometime?
Why?
Because I remind you of your mother?
No.
Not at all.
Hi, Joseph.
He's not been too well, he's a bit under the weather.
Come on, man, get it. Come in.
- I'll... I'll have to see to him anyway. - Yeah. Yeah.
All right. All right, thanks.
- Look, I'll give you a call or something. - OK.
- Cool. - All right, love.
- Good night. All right. Take care. - Bye.
You've really fucked up now, haven't you?
I've had her dad round here all fuckin' night.
Going on about what you've done to his daughter!
Didn't mean it.
Well, the good news is you're not going to go to prison.
Joseph say sorry.
That's the bad news, you can't go anywhere near Isabel.
She told the police to tell you to stay away from her.
All right, so you can't go near her.
- I'll say sorry. - Joseph, do you want to go to prison?
- Eh? - No.
Well, you have to stay away from Isabel.
Do you understand?
Yeah.
OK.
I don't have a fighter, that's the fuckin' problem.
O'Malley should've been here an hour ago.
I don't care where he is, just find him.
Now!
Do we have a problem?
What about that cage fighter boy?
What's his name, Luke something...
He's in a body cast.
He's in a body cast?
Fuck!
We have a replacement.
Are you fucking serious?
He's not fighting a fuckin' dog, Curtis!
- Huh? - He's not fighting a fuckin' dog!
You know what? You're becoming a pest.
- Get him out of here. - Oh, fuck off!
Joseph, don't you get in that fuckin' ring!
Don't you dare get in that fuckin' ring!
Fuck off, Curtis. You're fuckin' mental!
Joseph, don't you get in that fuckin' ring!
Fuck off!
O'Malley, where the fuck have you been?
You'll fuckin' kill him, man!
Let the people decide
what's it to be.
Mr O'Malley, King of the Gypsies.
Or the little puppy dog?
Dog!
Fuck off, you pair of twats!
Open the fuckin' door!
Joseph! Joseph!
It's OK. It's OK.
Joseph, it's OK. It's me. It's Danny. It's Danny.
Hit him, Joseph. Joseph, hit him!
Hit him, Joseph! Hit him!
- That's enough! - Back off!
Right, fuckin' hit him! You gotta hit him!
Isabel.
She'll be OK. You've gotta hit him!
Hit him, and we'll go see Isabel.
Please, I promise you we'll go and see her.
Fuckin' hit him now!
Fucking hit him!
Stop, Joseph! Stop!
Stop! Stop it!
- Stop, Joseph! - No more...
No more! No more!
No more. We're gonna go home. No more. No more. No fuckin' more!
I still think the dog would have been a better match.
I've got to get him home, Curtis.
All in good time, Danny.
Just tell me what you want, will you?
I want to talk about Joe's next fight.
There isn't going to be a next one.
I promised him four fights and that's it. No fuckin' more, Curtis.
I wouldn't have thought maths was Joe's strong point. Would you?
You know a Chapman, right?
Deano?
Yeah. I know him.
Weasely little bastard!
But the guys that he works for,
they want to take over my patch.
So they suggested a bet.
There's a lot at stake here.
Winner takes all.
And I intend that to be me.
You've bet all this on a fight?
You'll never have to run again, Danny.
Oh, fuckin' hell.
We have a deal, Danny?
You promise me, Curtis. Just one more fight.
All right.
Yeah.
The money will be safer with me, for now. Huh?
Cheers.
All right, enough! Enough!
Fuck off, you cunt! Fuck off!
Think he's fuckin' done with that one.
Come on, he's killing him.
- Let's see you out, son. - What do you think?
We're in awe. Aren't we, Danny?
He's a machine.
Yeah. Yeah, he is. Yeah.
But we think our boy can take him.
What the fuck are you doing?
- Come on, hurry up. Get in. - Where we going?
I don't know yet. Just get in.
- Where we going? - I don't know. I've no idea.
Just go pack a bag. Go and get your stuff together.
Get your stuff together. Go on.
Put all your stuff in a bag. Get everything together.
Don't worry about it, just get everything together.
Bag.
Shit!
Right, stay there. Stay there, don't move.
Sit down. Get all your stuff, stay there. Don't move. Right, don't you dare move.
You stay here. Don't move. Stay there.
What are you doing here?
You have any idea what time it is? What do you want?
- I came to see Joseph. - He's not here.
He's gone away. Far, far away.
I don't understand.
Well, you wouldn't, would you?
Well, come on. It's just the way it is. Let's get you home.
No.
What you doin'?
He's coming back though.
- When? - Tomorrow.
He'll be back tomorrow.
- Promise? - Yeah. I promise you, love.
Thank you, Danny.
You've cut your head.
Right.
- Thanks for this, love. - No problem.
Hi, Joseph. You all right?
What happened to your face?
Did you do these?
Yeah.
Good.
Thanks.
Here you are, look. Nice big bed.
Come here.
Sit down.
Lemme help you.
Let's get those legs up. Here you go.
See you in the morning.
You get some sleep. Good night.
- What? - Nothing.
How did you two meet?
Met him at a halfway house.
I'd just got out of the nick and that.
I was trying to get my head together.
Horrible place. It was worse than prison.
All sorts was going on in there.
I heard these screams now and again, but...
I'd just lie there. Keep meself to meself.
You never think it's gonna happen to you.
And then...
Then I woke up...
And there was these three big bastards on top of me.
And what they did...
I screamed.
I really fuckin' screamed.
And everyone just lied there on their beds, pretending it wasn't happening.
Same thing that I did.
And then all of a sudden he was there.
This big, black angel.
He saved me.
He's been there ever since.
Why don't you come with us?
Go on the run with two nutters.
Campin' in a house and going fishin' all day?
Yeah.
OK.
- Oh, fuck off! - No, I'm serious.
You'll need transport.
You really wanna come with us?
Listen, Danny, I've spent the last 10 years of my life
opening my legs to fat old drunks, and seedy, inadequate fuck-ups
but all that time I was dreaming of something better.
And running away with me is better?
Well, let's face it.
I'm no Picasso.
Am I?
- What are you doing? - You'll see.
How much is there?
7,465 quid.
You've been busy, haven't you?
All right. I won't be long.
- You'll be careful, won't you? - Mmm. Yeah.
I'll get us a car, then I'll nip back to the flat and pick up our fishing gear.
No, you'll get the car, you'll come straight back here.
Oh, he'd kill us if we left without his fishing gear.
See you in a bit.
Santa Claus.
Yeah.
Wow!
You'll need to bring your own bait, lads.
You twat.
Fucking hell.
Where's Joe?
I don't know.
Danny, tell him.
Make it easy on yourself.
Where is he?
I don't know.
What are you doing, Joseph?
Going home.
Yeah, but...
Danny said we should stay here.
Shit!
End it, Danny.
Where is he?
He's here, he's there, he's every fuckin' where.
Danny boy, you really want to go this way?
- I don't give a fuck any more. - Don't you?
- Where is he, Danny? - I don't know!
Fucking tell me!
Oh, shit!
Tell me!
Where is he, Danny? Just tell me.
Tell me.
Danny.
Hey, he's here.
What an entrance.
Joseph.
Danny.
Game on, Deano. Game on.
No, Joseph. No. Stop it.
Stop it!
No, Joseph! No!
No!
Danny.
To the victor, the spoils.
I told you my man would take him, didn't I?
You've got what you wanted. Now let us go.
Danny boy, you can leave any time you want.
It's Joe that I'm interested in.
It's OK, Danny. It's OK.
My name is Joseph.
Joseph, no!
Come on, Danny.
Merry Christmas.
Oh, my God!
It's OK, Danny.
Danny?
Shit!
- We need to get you to a hospital. - Don't like hospitals.
Look at the fucking state of him!
Drive... Drive.
Go, please.
Lisa.
- Lisa... - It's all right, Danny. It's all right.
Lisa, go back to the flat.
- What? - Go back to the flat.
Please.
Please go back to the flat.
Yeah, OK, Danny. OK.
It's OK, Danny.
Don't cry.
Danny, don't cry. Don't cry.
Told you I get you the camper.
We got camper van now.
Who's that?
Thank you, Danny.
Wow!
- Fishing. - Fishing.
- Too cold.
Fishing.
Wow!
Fishing, Danny.
Look.
Fishing!
Come on. Silly.
I've got you.
- How you doing, love? - I'm OK.
- You warm enough? - Yeah.
- Do you want another blanket? - No, I'm OK.
I made you some tea.
Thank you.
I'll just put it down there, yeah.
Should I call them in for their tea?
No.
Nice.
You want to look after the kids?
I love you.
- Don't get me going. - Stop it, you prick.
Dickhead.
Come here.
Right, you two, I made you some tea.
Time for tea.
Tea time! Me, please!
Don't throw anything at me, though, please. Don't throw anything at me.
- Tea! Tea! - No. No. No! Don't throw anything at me!
- Tea! - Hey! Enough of that.
Danny!
Danny, help me!
Danny! Help me!
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