100 Streets Page #6

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a very quick word with you?

That's my house, that's my...

That's my husband!

I need to talk to him!

I need to talk to him.

Please put down the gun

and pick up the phone!

Move back now!

Look, hey,

I'm not f***ing speaking...

Hi, Max, it's Emily.

Max, what's going on?

Why the f*** have you got a gun?

Where the f*** have you been all day?

You f***ing betrayed me.

And if I want

to f***ing talk to you,

but you just f***ing betray me,

is that what's going on?

I don't understand.

Who... who are you mad at?

Who the f*** am I mad at?

You f***ing f***ed

that little prick!

Why did you have to f***ing

do all of that sh*t?

It's gonna end today, darling.

It's gonna end you, me,

and that little prick!

Bring him up here!

Bring him out!

Why did you have to f***ing run

away with college boy, yeah?

Because I'm not

a f***ing romantic man?

Mr. f***ing romantic!

Mr. f***ing college boy?

I'm not him?

I f***ing work hard!

I live in the f***ing real world

where you have to f***ing work.

And I work and I f***ing pay,

and I f***ing sacrifice!

All right, you're f***ing...

Now you're pregnant with this stupid c*nt.

You're pregnant!

Why didn't you f***ing

just tell me that?

Hi, Kath.

Don't know where you got to.

I've been trying to

call you all day.

Uh, anyway, I did it.

I'm back in the cab.

Same old chaos out here.

Bell me when you get

this, though, yeah?

Let me know you're all right.

See you later. Bye.

What the f***?

Look, I didn't know

what I wanted then,

and I was getting

myself back together,

and then you going off

doing the "poor old me" thing.

Oh, that's right, blame me!

It's my fault, isn't it?

What are you f***ing saying?

It's all my fault?

You wouldn't have gotten

pregnant by that f***ing...

It's yours, Max.

Trust me. I didn't

take any risks.

It can only be yours.

I told you to be gone, man.

Time moves on, and you ain't

nothing but a dumb relic now.

Vincent told me if I don't get rid

of you, then we're both done.

Go on, f***ing do it, then!

Go on! Do it!

You have to end this now.

You have to make a decision.

What do you really, really want?

What's important to you?

You're not even

gonna do it, are you?

He's a f***ing p*ssy, yo!

Hey, step aside, kings.

Oh, sh*t.

Think about your children.

Think about Leo and Evie.

They need you.

They need their dad.

Max, talk to me.

Put down the gun!

All right.

All right.

Yeah.

All right.

I give up. All right.

Put down the gun!

I'm putting it down, all right?

I'm putting it down.

I'm putting it down. Look.

All right, there it is.

Put your hands up!

I'm a f***ing idiot.

Put your hands on your head!

Suspect has given himself up.

Kathy?

Kathy, love?

Hello, Leon.

Where's mom?

Kathy?

Kath!

Here you go, mate. Here's your drink.

Cheers, man.

Surprise!

Happy anniversary, babe!

Come here, silly bollocks.

If we get a kid,

he's gonna play rugby.

A game for gentleman,

not hooligans.

Oh, I've got something for you.

Yeah?

What's this?

A future, mom says.

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