4.3.2.1. Page #6

Like, I do feeI sorry for her and everything,

but it's been like six...

Hi, it's Shannon. Leave a message.

Shannon, it's Kerrys. Call me back.

Where do you think she is?

I don't know.

Everyone is getting really worried.

Look, babe,

I'm sorry about bringing ManueI over.

- I really...

- It's all right. I've sorted him out.

Actually, I was expecting

something to happen right about...

I don't know what's going on.

I don't know what's happening!

I haven't done anything wrong.

- I don't know what's going on.

- What is wrong with you? Clear your mind.

Come here. Clear your mind.

- Okay, it's clear.

- Clear your mind.

What is wrong with you, ManueI?

You have to make it...

I'm gonna kill you.

Not with that, I hope.

Jas, I'm gonna go see Jo.

Don't you f***ing dare! Stop!

You f***ing dare.

I'm warning you.

My dick.

My head. Perfect.

Struggle and I'll snap it off.

For f***'s sake, it's bleeding.

That was easily the nastiest thing

- I've ever touched.

- My dick is bleeding.

Maybe second.

- I'm gonna f***ing kill you, Kerrys.

- It's just till you calm down.

- You're dead. You are f***ing dead.

- I hope that's not his dick he's banging with.

Kerrys.

For goodness sakes.

I said next week, Dad. I love you, Jas.

Love you, too.

I'm going to f***ing kill you.

You're f***ing dead, you f***ing lesbian.

My dick is bleeding.

My dick... You're dead. You are...

- Kerrys. F***ing pull the f***ing car over.

- ManueI, ManueI stop it.

- You're f***ing crazy.

- ManueI. ManueI. ManueI, are you...

- CooI.

- Kerrys, what the f***?

Are you hurt? Are you okay?

Here. Hold on. Here.

Take my keys and go get in my car. Okay?

- Right, okay.

- Oh, f***.

Kerrys, what the f*** is going on?

Not much. In a sentence, I've been locked

in a panic room, stole my brother's car,

probably alienated my whole family,

crashed into your work and found this gun.

Oh, and Shannon's still missing.

How was your day?

F***!

Love, b*tch.

Bye, guys.

Gwen, no. I don't wanna hear

who you're giving head to.

I don't find this acceptable.

Your behaviour, your language...

- What happened?

What does it look like?

Dad's done his leg in.

Why didn't anyone call me or text me

or e-maiI me or tweet me or whatever?

Why didn't any of you contact me?

You were meeting the girls.

We didn't want to disturb you, honey.

- Drink your tea, hon.

- Thank you.

Wait, how did this even happen?

He slipped at the site.

Thank God, we've got private.

He got hurt doing something

he wasn't supposed to be doing.

It says no climbing for a reason.

Wait a sec. Are you still gonna get paid?

It's construction, honey.

No work, no pay.

Now, his ligaments are gone,

which will probably mean

he'll be out for, like, three months.

Which is why I wanna talk to you girls.

With me between contracts,

one of you girls is gonna have

to work nights at the mart.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

No, I have already called Barry

to let him know one of you is coming.

- Mom.

- I know you don't like it,

but it's gonna be treble pay

and we're gonna need the money.

Yeah, well, I'm not doing it.

- Jo hasn't worked for months.

- Is this how much your girls love your dad?

Gwen, I am surprised at you.

And Jo, when our families joined

in matrimony, we became one family,

- and I am hurt...

- Okay, fine. Fine, fine.

I will work tonight,

but I am not working tomorrow.

Thank you.

Well, it's 5:
00 to 1:00 a. m.,

so you better get ready.

Jo, your weird mate's here.

Hey.

Hey. Sorry, I'm in a rush.

- What I just said was...

- Hey, what's her name again?

Shannon.

All right, okay.

- Has she always looked like that?

- She was the one...

Don't talk with your mouth full.

She's experimenting.

Gwen, you b*tch.

Did you take my f***ing hair ties again?

No, b*tch, I didn't.

Will you two stop swearing?

You sound like f***ing

yobs.

What do you want?

- Can we talk tomorrow?

- No, I need to talk to you now.

You all right, Jo? What are you doing here?

Stepdad, minus sense,

plus acting his shoe size rather than his age,

equals torn knee ligaments

and me spending my entire summer

filling shelves. Yay!

- Who's working tonight?

- Cedric, me, you, Ron and Tee.

Who's Tee?

Angelo, would you go down

and get some stock on the Jack DanieI's?

And the snacks aisle is looking skinny.

I thought Gwen was coming?

She couldn't, so you get me.

Well, update, Jo.

Cedric isn't coming to the 1:00 a. m. shift,

so I need you to work all night.

Problem?

- No.

- Right.

I'm off. The kids are camping, thank f***,

so I get a night with the wife.

Right. Tee's in charge.

Terence.

Hey. Hey, hey.

So, what's your name, sweetness?

Sweetness? Wow. Does that...

Does that work for you ever?

Yeah, you'd be surprised.

Okay, well my name is not sweetness,

I can assure you that. It is Joanne.

Right, well, I've never seen you

on a late shift before, Joanne.

I usually work Saturday, 9:00 till 4:00,

but haven't worked in a while,

but, you know, got to feed those kids, right?

No, I'm kidding. I don't have...

I don't have kids. I mean, I'm kid free.

Everything's all un-pushed-a-kid-out-like.

I'm just gonna stop talking.

Right, so you know your jobs today, yeah?

- I'm here to work, so whatever.

- Good.

Good. Good.

So, clean the staff toilets

and the customer toilets,

then sweep and mop the floor. Then do

a stock check and stock shelves 1 to 12.

Start new displays for the items that

aren't selling well in the places I've marked.

Re-price the King Size Snickers and cash out

register one and work on register two,

which we'll rotate untiI morning.

Great. Oh, and hang up my jacket.

Angelo? Where the f*** is that boy?

Angelo?

Hey, Cass. What?

No, no calm down. What's the matter?

Did you try calling him?

And you're sure it's the right number?

Okay, do you have cash and a credit card,

right? Yeah, where are you?

- i'm in that place that looks like Piccadilly.

- Times Square?

You know what, f*** him, okay?

You know what? Go shopping, have fun

and just book a flight home, okay?

Bye.

I don't know what you do

on those early Saturday morning shifts,

but when I'm here, bags, make-up

and especially phones stay downstairs.

If I see any of said items

or anything else I deem inappropriate,

you will be fired. Is that clear?

- Yes.

- Great.

Tee? It's 4:
00 am.

You said we could rotate,

and me and Angelo have been up

at the registers forever.

Shut up!

He is such an a**hole.

Is he always like this?

Since he's been here, yep.

Strangely sexy, though.

Oh, sh*t.

Where's the safe key?

Don't know, it was here earlier.

Well, look, I can handle the register.

Take a break.

- What you saying, blud?

- Hi, man.

Oh, great, this is just

what I need right now. Hi, Terry.

I heard you been sleeping with Doug?

Is it true?

We've only been split up one month. One.

No, I have not, actually.

What is it? What, it's bigger than mine, is it?

Is he better in bed than me, is he?

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