Ashes Page #3

Down and keep your mouth shut.

All right.

Perfect.

I think they're gone.

Oh, sh*t!

Hello? No, I can't talk now.

It's not a good time.

I'm sorry, I've got...

All right.

Dad!

I've got a stain in the back.

Egg doesn't come out of black.

Beautiful.

Dad, Dad!

Dad, Dad!

Hi.

Dad!

What the f*** are you doing?

What are you doing?

Open the door.

Open the f***ing door.

What are you doing?

What you doing? Hey!

What the f*** are you doing?

Wait!

Go, go, go!

He shouldn't be driving.

You shouldn't be driving!

- He's going to kill someone!

- F*** off!

Have a nice day!

Did you see that?

That's it, yes!

F***ing amazing!

That was amazing!

Dad, well done.

That was one of the greatest

moments of my life.

F***!

Well done, Dad.

Well done.

F***ing brilliant!

When we're at the next junction,

we'll swap over.

No, seriously. I don't like

the idea of you driving.

Maybe you should take

some of your pills.

- Which ones do you take?

- I'm not ill.

Yeah, but I think they're good.

Stop you seeing things

that aren't real.

- They're real.

- I can't see them.

Maybe you need the drugs.

Yeah, I f***ing do

with you around.

No f***ing way!

You've gotta f***ing stop it.

What are you doing?

Concentrate on the road.

If you can't do it,

we'll swap over.

Got it.

I got it.

I just want music.

As long as you're concentrating.

Yeah.

All right.

- Concentrate, yeah?

- This is Roger Miller.

This is from the...

- Good old days.

- Yeah, the old time.

Two hours of pushing

Broom buys a

8 x 124 bit room. I'm a...

Man of means by no means

King of the road

Third boxcar,

Midnight train

Destination, Bangor, Maine

Old worn out suits and shoes

I don't pay no union dues

I smoke old stogies

I have found

Shorts bit not too big around

I'm a...

Man of means by no means

King of the road

Yeah!

Go on, Dad.

Hello?

Yeah, we're on our way.

I'm not gonna get there any faster

if you keep calling me.

I said we'll get there

when we get there.

Just calm down.

We'll talk later.

Jesus.

I could murder a coffee.

You gonna let me drive now?

No.

All right, fine.

Just keep driving south then.

Even you can't f*** that up.

Keep your eyes closed.

Keep them closed.

Typical.

Stay here, I won't be a sec.

Don't make a mess.

- Can I help?

- I'm looking for your husband.

Sorry, he's not here.

- Hey!

- Mom!

Luke, upstairs, now!

I'm going to call the police!

Let go!

Tell him he owes me!

Have you been drinking again?

You're not yourself today.

Who's that?

What's got into you? It's me.

I was just pulling your leg.

- So?

- So...

What?

Who am I?

What's my name?

Stop playing about, will you?

You really don't know, do you?

Of course I do,

stop testing me.

I think we should see someone.

I'm fine, leave me alone.

- No, something's wrong.

- Something's wrong with you.

You're driving me up

a f***ing wall.

Who am I then, Frank?

Why have we stopped?

She's out there, I can see her.

Come on, Dad.

Let's keep moving.

We should be there by now.

What are you looking at?

- What is it?

- How about I drive?

How about we do a swap, yeah?

1, 2, 3, we'll do a switch.

All right?

1, 2, 3.

Dad.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Come on, Dad.

I'm getting soaked out here!

Let me in.

- Don't do that.

- Let me in!

- Back off!

- Stop messing about! Open.

Dad.

We've got to get a move on.

We're not far.

Oh, no.

No, no, no!

Wales!

F***ing Wales, you f***!

You've driven us

to f***ing Wales!

F***ing idiot!

You're done.

- What's wrong with you?

- What's wrong with you?

- What's wrong?

- Don't f***ing shout!

I'll shout what I like.

I'm the boss here

telling you to drive.

So, drive the f***ing car.

Dad, f***.

F***, please.

Dad, leave it.

Please, leave it.

I'm just a little bit upset.

A little upset,

cause you drove us

to f***ing Wales. All right?

Okay.

That's it, Dad.

We gotta figure out

what we're going to do.

Yeah.

We could either stay here

and both get pneumonia,

or we could drive the car,

we can go to a hotel

and find some nice hot food.

Yeah? Then we'll find out

where the f*** we are.

And how we're gonna get back.

Wanna go home?

We'll go home.

What's the problem then?

You like driving the car,

what's the f***ing problem?

Petrol.

- What?

- We got no petrol.

F***!

F***!

F***!

F***ing f***!

Don't touch me,

I'll f***ing paralyze you!

F***! F***!

Oh, God!

That's no good.

Come on Dad, don't wander off.

You're gonna get soaked.

Get back in the car!

- Frank?

- All right, fine!

- I don't care about it!

- Come back.

- I'm not joking!

- Come back!

- What's got into you? It's me.

- Go on!

Let's see how you get on

in the real world, big baby!

Frank, who am I?

It's me!

Dad!

Frank...

What's the matter with you?

Dad!

You can't just wander off

into nowhere!

Where are you going?

What's got into you?

It's me.

Where are you?

Frank, where are you?

Cath?

Come back.

Come back to me.

I can't.

Listen, you need to leave him.

Protect yourself.

I just can't do that.

I just can't, he's my Frank.

- He was drinking.

- It was his birthday.

You said he just stopped.

It's not the drink.

It's something else.

- Stop making excuses for him.

- I'm not, I'm not.

You don't understand.

- He needs me.

- Yeah, well, he's dangerous.

You're not safe.

You need to go.

Who are you talking to, Cath?

Frank, you scared the life

out of me!

- Did I?

- Look, I'll call you later, right?

- Do I scare you, Cath?

- He's in one of his moods.

Moods? One of my moods?

No, I...

Who is this?

Hello?

Who is this?

Look at me, Cath.

Look at me, babe.

Tell me the truth.

Are you seeing someone else?

Don't do this, Frank.

- Who's that then?

- James.

- Who?

- Our son, Jamie.

Cath, we don't have a son.

- Oh, no.

- What is wrong with you?

Don't say that.

I can take anything.

Please don't say that.

Tell me the truth.

Are you leaving me?

No!

Frank, I'm never gonna leave you.

You're telling me fibs.

No, Frank.

Oh, no, Frank! Frank!

- Frank, you're hurting me.

- Promise you'll never leave.

- You're hurting me.

- Are you f***ing someone else?

No, Frank!

I trust you no more.

You're a slut.

Stop it!

It's just like you've given up!

I mean, I can't do it all, Frank!

- You've got to fight it, Frank!

- I can't.

- You can. You've got to try.

- I can't!

For me, Frank?

And Jamie?

Really, I can't.

I can't.

Dad?

- What are you doing?

- No!

- Dad, it's Jamie.

- You're not my Jamie!

Dad!

- I don't know you!

- Dad, it's me!

Come on! Dad!

No!

Dad, come on,

where are you going?

Please, come on!

Please!

Come on, Dad!

Dad!

Dad, come on!

Come back!

Dad!

Dad!

Dad!

You're f***ing crazy!

You're gonna get yourself killed!

F***!

Oh, I want to go. Let me die.

I got you. I won't let go.

I'll look after you.

I'll look after you.

Mom!

I'm coming.

I thought I told you

to go to sleep.

Look.

Jesus Christ!

Beautiful.

Beautiful.

Hello.

Look what I found!

Problem solved.

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