Ashes Page #5

- I had no choice.

- There's always a choice!

Yeah, not with them!

You got no idea. I had to do

something so I said I was his son.

- You f***ing idiot.

- I didn't know what else to do.

It was his word against mine

and he don't remember a thing!

Maybe we should call the police.

What?

I can't just give him up to them.

God knows what they'll do to him.

Do to him? Jesus Christ,

look what they did to us!

If they want him so badly,

they can have him.

Look, they're probably

gonna kill him.

- Can you live with that?

- Rather him than us.

What do you want me to say?

We are where we are.

I just want to do

the right thing, that's all.

It's too late for that now.

- Stuart?

- What...

What you talking about?

My name's not Stuart.

F***!

- Dad!

- Who are you?

No more lies.

- Tell me the f***ing truth.

- I'm not your son!

All right? I'm not your son.

I'm not your f***ing son!

- Who are you, you c*nt?

- Nobody, all right? Nobody.

I was just told to come

and bring you back.

Back where?

Back to your home.

- Who?

- I don't know.

- I don't know his name.

- How f***ing much?

Not enough.

Not enough, believe me.

I'll tell them you escaped,

all right?

And I'll take you back

to the hospital.

- No.

- Well, then what?

I just want to go home.

That's not a good idea.

I just...

want to remember.

But you won't now, will you?

You won't.

Okay, mate. That's it.

Out you get.

Go on, out you get.

Come on.

Take this, all right?

There's some money, all right?

All right, take that.

That's all I've got. Go on.

Where?

I don't know where, Frank,

all right?

Just find someone

and ask him for help.

They'll take you to the police.

Promise me you'll ask for help.

You look after yourself.

That's it. Go on.

Go on.

Hello, Frank.

What are you doing there

on your own?

Come with me to the car.

Come on, mate.

Let's get in the car.

Come on.

This way, Frank.

This way, this way.

Come on.

This way.

We're gonna stay here, Frank.

Okay?

Hello, mate, just wondered

if you had a spare room.

- Filthy habit.

- Yeah.

I wish I knew

how much you understand.

I wish I knew

how much you remember.

Cause I need a reason, Frank.

I need a good reason why

I shouldn't just hand you over.

I'm scared, Frank.

I've got...

- myself in a bit of trouble.

- Oh.

Yeah, I owe some money.

Lots of money.

And they're gonna hurt

my family.

And my son.

My f***ing son!

Please, I just need a good reason.

I need to know

if you understand something.

You understand, don't you?

Don't worry, Jamie.

Daddy will take care of you.

Who are you, Frank?

Who are you?

Who is this freak?

Who is that man?

Who's that man? Tell me.

- It's Cathy.

- Yeah, Cathy.

- My wife.

- Yeah, your wife.

Is this about her, Frank?

Is it about her?

F***.

Hello?

No, you listen to me.

I can't do this.

Yeah, well, I wish I could,

but I can't, mate.

No, I'm not doing a thing

until you tell me exactly

what you're gonna do to him.

Well, f*** you!

You do not threaten me!

I'll call you when I'm ready.

Oh, f***.

Well done, son.

I'm proud of you.

She's killing it.

- You wanna try and do that?

- Yeah.

Yeah?

- Where's my fags?

- You can't smoke in here.

F*** 'em.

Okay.

This is for you, Cathy.

It's your favorite.

# Forever, my darling

# My love will be true

# Always and forever

# I'll love just you

# But promise me, darling

# Your love in return

# Make this fire of my soul

# Forever burn

# My heart's at your command, dear

# To keep, love and to hold

# Making you happy's my desire, dear

# Keeping you is my goal

# I'll love you forever

# For the rest of my days

Me too.

# I'll never part from you

# And your loving ways

Beautiful.

Are you crying, Dad?

Don't tell me

you're f***ing crying!

Don't spoil it.

- Why you lie, daft sob?

- No. I mean it.

Where's my fags?

- Where's my fags?

- You lost them again?

What she said? "Where's my fags? "

"Where's my fags?"

Leave me alone, will you?

You'd forget your head

if it wasn't screwed on.

F***ing leave me alone.

All right.

You can dish it out,

but you can't take it, can you?

- What?

- Please, leave me be.

All right, don't be like that.

Give us a kiss. He, cheer up.

Oi, oi, leave off!

Don't start that one, mate.

Excuse me,

can I get a vodka tonic?

- Good Lord, I'm thirsty.

- Are you?

- What do you want?

- Vodka tonic.

Can I get another one

of these?

- Lisa, by the way.

- Sorry, Stuart.

- Oh, bless.

- He's good, isn't he?

Yeah. Is that your dad?

No, no. He's a good mate.

So he won't mind if you and me

go somewhere else?

No, wait, wait.

Sorry, love, I'm married.

- I don't mind.

- Well, my wife might.

Actually, you know?

You might be able to help me out.

Slow down, mate.

You all right, Frank?

What's the matter?

- I don't...

- What's the matter?

- I just... I just can't...

- It's all right.

- Too young to lose your mind, huh?

- Don't, James!

- Used to being like that.

- I'm all right.

- Yeah, you are.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- Hey, it's your birthday, right?

Let's get a picture.

Can you get a picture?

Smile for the camera.

- F***, what's your problem?

- You're my f***ing problem.

- Let's go home.

- No, no, just calm down.

- I don't f***ing know you!

- Frank, we're gonna go.

- "Mom", "Mom".

- Don't f***ing touch her!

- I'll chop your head off!

- Frank!

What the hell do you think

you're playing?!

- I'm sorry. Are you all right?

- You need f***ing help, mate!

What the f***'s wrong with him?

You idiot!

- It's not what you think, Jamie.

- What you put up with that for?

- He's the same!

- Cath, come on, let's go.

- You don't understand!

- Don't go!

Don't go with him, Mom!

Just stay here with me!

F***!

Come on, Frank.

That's enough of that.

Watch your step,

watch your step.

Did well, Frank.

You did really well.

How'd you enjoy that?

There you go. Go on.

Here you go.

I've got a surprise for you.

I think someone very special

wants to see you.

Be nice, wouldn't it?

- Wanna sit on the bed?

- Yeah.

Come on, we've done this.

Just bend your knee.

Come on, let's tidy you up.

Get you looking nice.

Hey, all right.

All right.

- Handsome man, Frank.

- Of course.

Yeah, of course.

Of course you are.

A bit of music.

Frank, you wanna take

one of your pills?

- Come on, it'll do you good.

- No.

It'll make you feel better.

You want to be right...

for when your special visitor

comes, don't you?

All right.

All right.

Yeah, come in. Come in, come in.

Listen, thanks so much

for doing it.

I'll give you that now...

and the rest when I get back.

Yeah, all right.

- This might sound a bit weird.

- Trust me, it won't.

Can you tell him

your name is Cathy?

- Okay.

- Yeah? All right.

Is there something

wrong with him?

No, no, he's fine.

He just needs a bit

of looking after.

I'll just go out about.

Yeah, need a bit of a babysitter.

Who's this then?

Frank...

Look who it is, hey?

It's Cathy!

Hello.

Cath?

Yeah.

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