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This estate's been a good home to us, me, Frank Gallagher, and my kids,
who I'm proud of, cos every one of them reminds me a little of...me.
They can all think for themselves, which they've me to thank for.
Lip, bit of a gobshite, which is why nobody calls him Philip any more.
Ian, a lot like his mam, which was handy for the others
when she disappeared into thin air.
And Carl, we daren't let him grow his hair for two reasons -
it makes it stand on end and makes him look Toyah, and nits love it.
Debbie! Sent by God.
Total angel. You've to check your change, but she'll go miles
out of her way to do you a favour.
Plus lickle Ian - he's gonna be a star some day.
Monica - the wife. She's back - with her bird in tow.
And we can't get shot off her.
And the neighbours -
the neighbours! Well, what can you say?
Nothing, if you don't want your arms breaking.
Still, nobody's perfect.
But all of them, to a man, know first and foremost one
of the most vital necessities in life is - they know how to throw a party!
Scatter!
'Normally, poems are shite.
'Shakespeare and Woolworth, and all them.
'But we've got this one at school that says, "they fuck you up,
'"your mum and your dad."
'It's the first poem I ever agreed with.'
'Your parents are supposed to help you.
'But they don't. They say it's cos of
'pressures of modern living, but that's bollocks.'
Come along, lad, don't dilly-dally. The Good Lord has provided.
Gosh, I'll have some of that, Father!
Me, too, it looks ripping!
No, you don't, you two chaps, not till Carl has had his fill.
He's our pride and joy.
'If this is how it's supposed to be, it wouldn't be half-bad.'
You wanna be careful what you wish for, Carl.
Where have you been all my life, doll face?
Fuck me, if it isn't the wife's lesbian lover!
'But look at the state of us. How is this a family?
'They do fuck you up, your mum and your dad, and I hate it!'
You're like a walking lobotomy sometimes, Carl.
Pot, kettle, black - don't knock it till you've tried it, goofy.
What's he doing up?
He hasn't been to bed. Even he'd struggle getting drunk this early.
Who are you, one of Tony Blair's thought police,
monitoring the behaviour of your parents
so you can report them to Esther fuckin' Rantzen?
Couldn't drop us a tenner, could you?
You must be joking, I'm brassy.
We're out of milk, and she's down to her last nappy.
Welcome to my world. It's all take, take, take, isn't it?
Morning!
Debs...No.
Come on, Liam.
That's right. Run off to school, dessert the sinking ship.
Let lickle Katie piss all over herself.
Dob your parents in for reading the wrong books.
You flogged every book we ever had.
I should have kept the one on contraception, shouldn't I?
See you later.
You haven't had any breakfast.
(FRANK) Good, sell the toast.
Buy little Katie a nappy.
All right, chicken?
Haven't you forgotten something?
My giro! She's took my fuckin' giro!
Debs! Debbie! >
No joy.
Go next door and try.
We're not going to your mum and dad's.
They are my family. Katie needs...
I know!
BABY CRIES
I know.
I'll sort something. We agreed.
If we can't make it on our own without your family,
what's the point?
I'll fix it.
I promise.
Where's Prince Charming?
Off somewhere, doing something, I don't know.
Happy birthday, bird.
You remembered.
I always do. Did none of them?
Not a single one.
Everybody hates me!
Oh... Come here.
This is a waste of time.
If we catch the Maguires in the act, then the crime rate
will go through the floor.
We're hardly inconspicuous, though, are we? They're not stupid.
Didn't you bring any cups?
Carrie?They're in the bottom.
Why would she be packing your bag?
Because we're sharing a house.
You what?
A police house. I've been on the list for ages,
but they only give them to couples, so Carrie offered her services.
You jammy bastard.
I mean...
I'm paying 400 quid a month for a shithole.
And you get a subsidised house, it's hardly fair.
power shower, fridge freezer.
Could sub-let your place, and move in with us.
What?
We've got a spare room.
With three of us splitting the rent, it'll cost next to nothing.
I don't mind if I do.
There's someone at the house.
Must be a buyer.
Jesus! Blondie's no oil painting,
but you're really scraping the barrel with this one, bruv.
Who the fuck are you?
The name's Kelly. I'm looking for my brother, Kev.
Can I speak to him?
I think you'll find he doesn't live here anymore, darling.
Police! No-one move.
Piss off, you dyke.
We've reasonable grounds to search your property, Mrs Maguire.
You're not coming anywhere near my house without a search warrant.
It's only a matter of time, Mimi.
Who the fuck's Mimi? And where's our fuckin' Kevin?
That is foul and unacceptable language.
Fuck off!
(SCREAMS) I will not tolerate
offensive language on my patch!
What are you taking it out on her for? She's not a Maguire.
That was threatening behaviour.
Yeah, from you. Hit first, ask questions later.
Again. You're leaving me no option.
I love the way her nostrils flare when she gets pumped.
Have you noticed that?
We're losing money hand over fist because of you.
It's not my fault pigs are staking out t'house.
It is your fault we can't distribute through the van.
Wrong change? How's my counting now? 6, 7...
Oi! Leave my son alone!
I'll have your head on a fuckin' stick.
What kind of a man beats up a 12-year-old?
He were disrespecting me.
I'll disrespect you right fuckin' now.
He'll never learn that way.
He'll take the van out and face the consequences of his actions.
But...they'll kill me.
Then it'll be a lesson. No son of mine hides behind the curtains
when he should be out earning.
Ow! What is the problem?
The problem is, Kelly, love, last time I gave you a bed, you turned
the house into a knocking shop.
I'll pay rent.
I've got nowhere else to go.
No, I'm sorry.
I've got the kids to think about.
You're not exactly a fuckin' role model, are you?
Who's paying?
She is.He is.
If you don't pay, you don't play.
Fuckin' hell.
No more for Frank Gallagher unless he pays cash.
Take your winnings and fuck off.
But I've got a repeat chance.
You also have a chance to keep your kneecaps. What's it to be?
Ha-ha-ha-ha!
A pint, an Irish chaser, and a large vodka and Coke.
the world go round... #
Oh, God.
What's the point? Everybody hates Brussels sprouts.
If a thing's worth doing, it's worth doing right, Carl.
Even for Monica.
The family that eats together stays together.
Mind you, once you've seen a man's eating habits,
the romantic illusion shatters.
My Brendan used to eat like a cow chewing cud.
Couldn't get it out of my head.
Any time he wanted to...emigrate south.
Where did Brendan want to emigrate to?
Me fanny.
TIMER DINGS
Something's burning.
Shit!
6.80.
Take care of it, we're all family now, aren't we?
That comes out of my wages.
I'll pay for it.
That's not the point.
All right, Dad?
Fine, yeah. Fuck off.
All right, Lip.
Hiya, Frank.
Do you want to earn some cash?
..he's a muppet.
Carl, they'll put you in a young offenders'.
I didn't steal it, I made it.
What for?
Special occasion.
Like a proper family.
What's that?
Potato peelings.
It's harder than it looks.
What occasion?
(WOMAN MOANS)
Hello?
(MOANING CONTINUES)
Carl, calm down!
Don't tell me what to fucking do!
Is it ready yet?
What have you done?!
I am not answerable to you!
It's a very skilled job.
What, selling 99s and nougat wafers?
And the code. You have to know the code, Frank.
Like what?
Like, if someone asks for a Smartie, they want a pill.
If they ask for an M&M, they want a pill.
If they ask for a Disprin...
They want a pill. Yes, there's a pattern forming.
You're a one-man fucking Enigma machine, Shane.
Make sure you follow 't route.
I am well acquainted with the ice-cream van concept, for fuck's sake.
Bye-bye, Frank.
(FARTS)
KNOCK AT THE DOOR
Take a message.
Listen, if this is about earlier on,
I don't want to talk about it. You need help.
No, it's not.
I wanted to ask a personal favour.
Yeah, sure, anything.
I'm out of clean laundry. I wondered if I could borrow a pair of boxers.
Yeah, top drawer, over there.
I'll wash them for you.
No, don't bother, I'll wash them myself.
You have to do it, though, don't you?!
Just dump your bags down there till I get your room sorted.
What's going on?
Lodger. Tenner a night. Just till she finds somewhere more permanent
This is you sorting it out, is it? Bringing a drunken slapper into the house?!
Fuck off, you skank, I've been clean two years.
Oh, whatever! Nice one.
Kelly, listen.
Fuck!
Out.
How pussy whipped are you?
Don't you think that's a bit hypocritical considering how your family earns its corn?
I'm not having that in my house.
What shall I do, conjure money up for you out of thin air?
It's not for me! It's for us, it's for her!
Whatever, Mandy, whatever!
We need to sort this!
I were hungry.
She's thinks she owns the place.
If it wasn't for her, everything'd be fine.
She's your mother, Carl.
Not her, Norma. She's spoiling it for everyone. I fucking hate her.
I wish she'd just fuck off.
Christ, Carl, stop feeling sorry for yourself!
You're all the same, whining on and on and never doing nothing.
We've all got problems, you know.
BABY CRIES
If Norma bothers you that much, grow a spine and do something about it,
instead of sitting here crying to me.
I weren't crying.
1.80, love.
And I'll have some of them M&Ms, son.
What, really?
Not supposed to at my age, but if you don't tell, I won't.
Whatever floats your boat.
How many do you want? Three? Four?
Give us a 10 bob bag and a bottle of ginger beer.
Wait your turn, cheeky bastard. Don't they teach you to say please?
All right, please will you stop being such a loser and give us a 10 bob bag and a bottle of g
You'll get nothing, ASBO twat.
Grab it.
Are you sure them are M&Ms?
What? Yeah, M&Ms, Tic Tacs, Smarties, whatever.
Well, go on, bugger off, you coffin dodger.
3.90.
A little something from me to you.
For our shared future together. Keep the change.
You'd hardly know there was any of you in her.
What's yours is mine. What's mine's me own.
Need a word.
Yeah, in a minute.
Now!
Karen?
Give us a minute, will you?
I'll give you two if you're good.
Fuck off.
What's going on?
That.
She's just trying to get a rise out of you.
Yeah? Well, she's succeeded.
This is a threat.
Do you know what it says?
It says she's claiming the baby we've not had, we've not even talked about!
It says wherever we go, whatever we do, the nasty bitch will be there.
She won't let anything come between her and her precious son.
Hey, that nasty bitch is still my mother.
What?
What?! You can keep your fucking ring up your fucking arse!
It's gonna be a cold day in Moss Side before I go near a Maguire!
Karen.
I just got my ring back.
Happy?
What have I done?
I don't button up the back, Mum.
If I have to choose between you and her, there's no competition.
That's out of line.
No, you're out of line! I've fucking had it with you!
That boy needs to learn which side his bread's buttered.
Who does that slag think she is, knocking back my son?
♪ I see trees of green
♪ Red roses, too... ♪
Here you are. Make your day go with a swing.
♪ For me and you
♪ And I think to myself
Here!
♪ What a wonderful world
Party!
♪ Yes, I think to myself
♪ What a wonderful world. ♪
All right, Carl, love?
I was hoping to have a word.
You know, about what you saw before?
It wasn't what you might think.
I've got these women's problems, and I'd just painted my nails,
so I asked Norma to help me,
but she's quite short-sighted, so she had to get very close.
She'd just painted her nails as well,
so she was helping me out, with her teeth, and, you know...
Do I look like I were born yesterday?
All right, kiddies, plenty for everybody.
Get out of the van!
Get out of the fucking van!
All right, all right!
Keep your hair on, Freddie fucking Flintoff.
You could at least have the decency to show some remorse.
Hey, don't get me started on remorse, mate.
I am full of fucking remorse.
Smart arse.
That wasn't him.
It was that van, but it were a different bloke.
Problem solved.
Case of mistaken identity, Holmes.
Happens all the time.
Shut the fuck up!
Give us the keys.
Ah, keys.
Opens the door to a world of possibilities.
Pchoo!
Fancy a brand new PSP, lads?
Let's have a look.
How much?
Just give us 80 quid.
All right, Frank? I thought you'd be still in casualty.
What? Oh, shit.
Look, I can explain, Shane.
Where's your injuries? I thought they'd kick
the living shit out of y
They were gonna batter me, how come they didn't batter you?
You what?
Oh, I get it.
Send out the human fucking punch bag?
Where's the van?
It's gone.
The wafers, the pop, the gobstoppers, it's gone, all of it.
How could you lose the van?!
Me mam's gonna fucking kill me.
They were very unreasonable people.
I am gonna die because of you, you dickhead!
She might be a little upset, but she's not gonna want to lose two in the same year.
I'm not gonna fucking die. You are.
Is that the police station?
If you don't get that fucking van back, you fucking knobhead...!
That's enough, Shane!
Rrrrrrrgh!
Well, you could at least buy a traumatised man a fucking drink.
I'm skint. I was hoping to tap you.
What?
Have we met?
No-one move.
Fuck me, it's RoboCunt.
You moderate your language.
We've had a call about a disturbance. Everyone just take it easy.
Get on the ground, all of you.
Oh, fuck off, I've had enough for one day.
Do not leave the scene.
He was the one that got robbed!
Stay where you are.
What's he supposed to have done?
Is that stolen property?
No, it's mine!
ZAPPING
Fucking hell! What are you doing?!
That's enough.
That's it.
You're out of chances. I'm making this official.
He was resisting arrest.
Cos he didn't do anything.
Carrie! >
This is still stolen property.
Everybody makes mistakes.
What are you doing?
Fall in a canal, come out with a fucking salmon, you would.
♪ Mission: Impossible Theme
Oi! Turn the bloody light on! >
Everything's gone off? >
You little bastard.
Sleep well?
TYRES SCREECHING
Get in the car.
No, I'm fine thanks.
Get in the car.
Go.
♪ And I can't take my eyes off you. ♪
KNOCK AT DOOR
Occupied.
Sorry, couldn't wait.
It's OK.
TINKLING
You all right?
It was a mistake.
Stan'll come around.
No, he won't.
He's gonna make an official report. You'll be cited as a witness.
I need you to be on my side.
I don't want to get caught in the middle of something.
Got any soap in there?
We should be on each other's side, Tom.
I'll let you finish off.
It were an accident.
Customs check the wagons coming in the country.
They don't check them going out.
I can head off right now and drop you in Baghdad.
No-one would be any the wiser. How long do you think you would last?
MUEZZIN CALLING AND AGONISED SCREAMING
You'd better start talking or I'll get so pissed off,
I'll get my driving boots on.
Egg mayonnaise?
Respect other people's property, Carl.
Idiot.
Still there?
It's the gift that keeps giving, baby. Do you want to have a go?
Your cock may be the only thing on your mind
but hard as it is to believe, it is not the only thing on mine.
We're out of nappies. She's got a rash.
Is your hard-on going to fix that?
It's a misunderstanding.
We want you and Jamie to be happy together.
Call the wedding back on.
It is what everybody wants.
We're not like most families.
Most families can't communicate.
She is maybe a bit over-enthusiastic at times,
but it seems harsh to report her.
You could illuminate Blackpool pleasure beach with the amount
of electricity she pumped into that Gallagher lad.
I can't sign it.
I think she's got a crush on me.
What?!
We had a moment in the bathroom earlier.
There is something between us.
So, how come she came into my room
flashing her muff looking to borrow my underwear?
She's making wankers of the pair of us.
What's happened between you and Carl?
Shouldn't you be at school or something?
What did he see?
I don't want to discuss this with you.
It's all about you, isn't it? What about him? He's your son.
Oh, change the record! I am not an indentured servant.
No, you're not. But you are a spoilt bitch.
You want all the good stuff and none of the bad.
Well, there's a lot of bad,
regardless of how my stupid brother wishes there wasn't.
Afternoon.
What do you want?
Could we have our van back, please?
No.
Hit him. Fucking smack him one.
Which one of us is he talking to?
I don't think it really matters.
Dad, that's the bloke.
You couldn't shut up for two fucking minutes, could you? I nearly had it.
You were going to run, you liar.
Come here!
We're not so different, me and you.
Yeah, people often mistake me for a mental black dyke.
All right. I mean with regards to your mam.
How?
Well, we both want her to love us.
Yeah, you was loving her plenty last time I saw.
I am not talking about sex.
I'm talking about love.
The difference is you've got it.
Why don't you fuck off then? Stop living in the back yard.
I've got no choice.
Do you know how humiliating it is for me living outside your back door
in a camper van?
That's love, mate.
CHEERING
Taking the piss.
Happy days.
If that's you with a hard-on, you're gonna be a very lonely man.
It's taped up.
Mandy must be well happy.
You'd think so.
The only thing she can think about is money.
How am I supposed to get a job with that?
Dry your eyes. I kipped in a fucking bus shelter last night.
So how many times have you shot your load?
None of your business, you cheeky bastard.
I've got an idea. I saw an advert in the paper.
Come here and I'll show you.
Jez? You haven't seen Karen, have you?
Never showed up for her shift. This is her final warning.
Against my better judgment I might have a solution to your problem.
Service!
Nothing was handed to us on a plate.
We struggled for what we've got. That's why we're so close.
Family is important.
25 years married. Not many can say that these days.
We don't sell gear outside schools.
We have a quiet word if anyone's getting too far behind with their payments.
I buy the Big Issue off that junkie that dosses outside the arcade.
We don't understand your objection. We're good people.
Really? That's how you see yourselves?
Tell Jamie the wedding is back on.
You're having a laugh?
Why all the hostility?
Because you kidnapped me and tied me to a chair, you fucking lunat...!
Fancy a pint?
Yeah.
Why does it have to be mum?
You don't choose who you fall in love with. It just happens.
For me, Monica is...
She's the one.
What's so special about her?
Man, she is so fragile, like a little...
I just want to protect her,
save her.
The daft thing is she saved me.
How?
I met her after I got out of prison.
Prison? Why, what did you do?
None of your business.
My self-destruct button was well and truly pressed.
Heading for an early grave, me.
Monica, she gave me a reason to be a better woman,
so I could look after her.
So...
is that how you become a dyke then?
Sorry. I mean a lezza. In prison?
What, you think women's prisons are all like some B movies?
You know, spend all our days soaping up each other's tits in the shower.
Well, that's pretty much what it's like.
No smoking in the house, no eating in the bedroom,
no use of television during selected times.
I like me programmes.
Showers between 8 and 8:30am only.
How the fuck did the Nuremberg trials miss you?
40 a week in advance.
50 if you're claiming housing.
All right.
What's the idea, anyway?
Ice cream in a fucking van.
Everyone's had freezers since the 19...
Can I have a pint?
You should be ashamed of yourself taking advantage of an old widow.
Where's my fucking van?
They took it.
They won't give it back to us.
What do you mean, us?
Frank offered to help.
It was him that lost it.
So much for fucking solidarity.
We told you to fix it, not find some other arsehole to do it for you.
No offence, Frank.
None taken.
We'll sort this out right now.
I think I'll leave you to it. This is family business.
That's a very unlikely outcome, don't you think, Frank?
You haven't seen Karen, have you?
No, son.
She never showed up for work and she is not answering her mobile.
She'll come round.
Come round to what?
MOBILE RINGS
You want retribution for what my half-wit son did to your lad?
What do you mean?
How much retribution? Is this enough?
Is that broke?
Yeah, just above the wrist.
I suppose a break deserves more...
Is that enough?
Give him a couple from me. The little bastard set me up.
Fuck!
More?
No, that's enough.
Are you sure?
Yeah.
Good. Keys.
Ta.
Dad?
Mum, are you in?
Fucking hell!
MOBILE RINGS
MUFFLED CRYING
Jesus Christ!
What have they done to you?
Here you are, get these down you.
And let bygones and all that shite.
You know, if it's all the same, I think I'll leave you to it.
You know, family bonding and all that.
CHUCKLING
Let's get something straight.
If she doesn't want to be with me, then that's totally up to her.
But it's her decision and you'll respect that.
We were only trying to get to know her.
You were bullying your way to get what you want!
That's enough.
I want you to know, if it doesn't stop, I'm gone.
You're choosing her over the family?
They won't bother you again.
Jamie?
What's going on?
Don't ask.
LAUGHTER
She's gonna kill me!
And what's so important you had to come down here?
I haven't got time for this.
Stop!
This.
How did you...?
Did you go with somebody?!
No!
Lip!
Sperm bank.
It were his idea.
We went to four. 50 quid a shot, three more tomorrow.
50 quid?
You owe me 250 after this morning.
I'll work it off.
LAUGHTER
Go on.
Thanks.
Mum?
Oh! Oh, Gus!
What d'you want?!
It's a birthday cake.
Happy birthday!
Oh, oh! Oh, oh!
Oh, shit!
It's all right, keep your hair on.
It's just a spot check.
Hey, get a grip on yourself.
Stop letting your personal life interfere with your work.
I'm not.
What's so funny?
You're a Maguire, aren't you?
You should be thankful we're not making a formal complaint.
No need to over-react.
He could be damaged for life.
Still there?
He's bluffing.
For God's sake, woman. Have you no shame?
Feel free to let go of my boyfriend's cock any time.
And we'll have his PlayStation back. Soon as you're ready.
It's in the glove compartment.
I'll get it.
You can leave now.
Till next time.
Karen, don't. This is gonna be hard enough as it is.
What is?
You and me not...
getting married.
Being together.
After what you've just done,
do you think I can just walk away?
Looks like the wedding's back on.
We did it, sweetheart.
I'm fucking made up.
She's got no shame.
I had no idea, Lillian.
If you want her out, just say the word.
Why would I want her out?
Every time she has a gentleman caller round I get an extra fiver.
You keep getting the wrong end of the stick, Tom.
You had a pretty firm hold of it from where I was standing.
Don't be like that.
I need your help.
I'm sorry, I'm far too busy.
Please?
This doesn't change anything, I'll still have to report you,
but it's good we can separate the personal from the professional.
I had an inkling, when we first met.
I thought I saw you looking at me arse.
I've got quite a good arse for... Good grief!
What's going on?!
Are you two...?!
No, no, no! It was a moment of weakness.
How can you report someone you're sleeping with, unless...!
Unless you're blackmailing her!
What?!
Are you forcing her to sleep with you so you won't report her?
No, no, no! I never. Carrie, tell him.
Look...
Forget about the report, OK?
We'll just start with a clean slate. I dunno what I was thinking.
LAUGHTER
You've outdone yourself, Carl. This is dead tasty.
It weren't really me. It was Lillian and Carol.
Cheers, Carol.
Cheers!
Happy days.
Here we go.
An occasion like this demands a toast.
In difficult times like these...
What difficult times?
Well, you know...
CRYING
No, I've started so I'll finish.
Our boys are abroad fighting for democracy.
But you said they were all oil thieving bastards.
Yes, they are! But they're thieving the oil for us.
What are they gonna use it for?
Fucking floodlit camel racing?!
It's imperialism all over again.
Well what's wrong with that?
The British Empire civilised half of the entire world.
It was a very beneficial arrangement.
Yeah, for us, maybe.
No, no! You know, for everybody!
The brotherhood of man.
♪ ...Kisses for me. ♪
Oh, those were the days.
No, that were Mary Hopkins.
♪ Those were the days, my friend I thought they'd never end... ♪
Time warp, man.
I'm not saying the bloke that wrote the poem was wrong.
Shelley and Lord Byron were supposed to be pretty smart,
so maybe it is possible for your parents to fuck you up.
But in a good way.
Maybe we're not normal.
So what?
Normal is the opposite to special.
There's no doubting the Gallaghers are a special family.
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