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He won't come out

of his bedroom, Archie.

(MR BUCKLEY) Janet sits outside

his door all day

trying to talk to him, and nothing.

(SIGHS) I'm sorry to drop in on you

like this, out of the blue,

but I just...

You know, I just thought...

I thought, "Well, Archie, he's a...

a solicitor and..."

So you want...

you want to take this matter further?

You want to make this a legal matter?

Bloody legal action?

No, no, no. Forget it. Uh...

I don't want anything more

to do with the bastard.

- Oswald?

- Yes.

Why not?

Because I'm scared of him.

I'm just really bloody scared of him.

(MRS BUCKLEY) And you went

under the water.

Five years old.

And your father ran so fast

across those stones to get you.

And he got you.

He saved you.

- And then...

- (DOORBELL CHIMING)

Hello, Mrs Buckley. Is Rick in?

Why?

Don't know.

Just thought he might like

to hang out or something.

He's ill, love. He can't come out.

Oh...

- Okay, well...

- Goodbye now, love.

Bye.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(KEYS JANGLING)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(MRS BUCKLEY) And anyway...

Then we bought you

that Matchbox tank.

Do you remember?

For being so brave.

And you tried to give it

to your dad

because he'd cut his feet up

running over those stones.

So kind, you were, so...

I mean,

what five-year-old in the world...

would have done that, huh?

Um...

(MUMBLING) Stupid.

- Hello, Archie.

- Bob.

What can I do for you?

I was wondering

if we could have a little chat.

- Chat?

- Yeah.

Yeah, absolutely.

Okay, well, um...

I know things have been... tough for you

since Barbara passed away, you know?

For you and for the girls, you know?

And what with...

everything that's

been happening lately...

I just... I wanted you to know that,

you know, if ever you wanted to talk...

- Talk?

- Yeah.

F*** off, Archie, will you?

All right. Um...

Well, what I wanted

to ask you was, uh...

if you could ask your girls

to give the Buckleys a break.

They've been having

a tough time of it lately.

- Have they?

- Yeah.

That's really awful. (SNIFFS)

When was the last time

you cried, Archie?

- Cried?

- Yeah.

- I don't know. Why?

- 'Cause the next time you will

is the next time that you criticise

my girls... No, hang on.

...In any f***ing way

whatsoever, all right?

They're out of bounds.

And if Buckley can't take

a little friendly f***ing ribbing,

then he's more of a pathetic prick

than I thought he was.

Now, I'm having my dinner, mate,

so if you don't mind f***ing off.

Thanks.

(JED) You know what'd make it better?

A Blu-ray player.

Yeah, well,

you can't have everything, Jed.

No, I'm just saying.

I got you that ashtray, didn't I?

That's what I'm saying, Skunk.

It's brilliant.

It's the best ever.

- Be great if we never had to go back.

- What, to school?

Yeah.

I don't know. I'm kind of

looking forward to going, actually.

Oh, first year.

What?

Sometimes when you're walking

down the corridors,

- the older kids will punch you.

- What?

In the stomach.

(SKUNK SHRIEKS)

(DILLON) Idiots!

- Watch where you're going, will you?

- (JED) Listen, mate,

it's not our fault

you can't ride your bike.

It's not my bike.

And I can ride it. Watch this.

Whose is it, then?

- That is a travesty.

- (DILLON) Hang on, hang on.

Right, you ready?

(LAUGHS)

Hey! You thieving little spastic!

I'll kill you!

I'll kill you! I'll bloody kill you!

Twats!

- Yes!

- What the f***ing hell?

F***ing hell! (GAGS)

So who do you live with, then?

My auntie.

- Where's your dad?

- He's dead.

Dead?

He was killed in a fire,

along with my mum.

- That's terrible.

- And my sister.

I don't give a sh*t.

I was only five or six at the time.

(SKUNK) Oh.

(JED) Wow. Cool.

Our mum ran away

with an accountant from Birmingham.

Yeah? So are you a lesbian?

No.

You look like a lesbian.

What does a lesbian look like?

Kind of ugly.

(JED) Oi, Skunk!

(MRS BUCKLEY) No, but just stop

them taking him.

Dave, why don't you

just go in there and do something?

- (MR BUCKLEY) Calm down. I'm really...

- Sort it out, for Christ's sake.

(SUNRISE) He's coming!

(MRS BUCKLEY) Rick, Rick.

You've done nothing wrong, Rick.

Here he is.

(SASKIA) Get the straitjacket.

(MRS BUCKLEY) Stop it!

(SUNRISE) Lock him up!

(MRS BUCKLEY) Rick! Rick! I love you.

Put him in a padded f***ing cell,

the psycho.

(SUNRISE) Cut his knob off.

(SASKIA) Feed it to him.

(SUNRISE) His donkey f***ing knob!

Hee-haw, hee-haw!

(SASKIA LAUGHS)

(KASIA) Jed.

(JED) Has Rick gone mental?

(KASIA) Shut up and go inside.

Where are you going?

(JED) He's coming in to play Xbox.

(KASIA) No, he's not.

Bye-bye.

Off you go back to your halting site.

(DILLON) I ain't no pikey.

(JED) That's racist, Kasia.

- Sorry, mate. She's Polish.

- (KASIA) Skunk!

- Bye.

- You don't look like a lesbian.

No? So why'd you say I did, then?

- I don't know.

- Because I'm ugly?

No, you're not.

You're really pretty.

- Am I?

- (LAUGHS) No. You're ugly.

(DILLON) See ya.

(MR BUCKLEY) Well, sitting outside his

bedroom door all day's not gonna help.

It's that kind of babying...

- (MRS BUCKLEY) Babying?

- Yes.

You don't know whether you're coming

or going. Look at yourself.

When did you last have a shower?

- Our son is sick.

- Give him a break.

- Our son needs to know I'm here!

- Calm down... Well, I'll...

Please, don't. Please, don't.

(MR BUCKLEY)

Rick, get out of this room!

Rick, open this door.

If you don't open this door...

I'm... Rick, I'm coming in, you...

- (TEARING)

- Ah!

(MR BUCKLEY)

I asked the doctor they had there

how long they could keep him in,

and, uh...

he said, indefinitely.

- Right.

- Is that true?

Well, um...

if a patient's been sectioned,

they have the right to keep them in

as long as they see fit.

(MR BUCKLEY) I see.

(ARCHIE) I'm sorry, Dave.

(SKUNK) What's it like?

I don't know. I don't know.

Is it like

One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest?

(MOANING)

- Stop it!

- Wait, hang on. You saw that?

(JED) Kasia fell asleep

in front of the telly one night.

Oh, my God. Was she drinking?

- (TUTS)

- What? I'm joking.

- Ooh.

- (SKUNK) They cut a part

- of his brain out.

- (MIKE) Who?

- McMurphy.

- (MOANING)

- Stop it!

- (KASIA) Jed.

(MIKE) Look, listen, that is not

gonna happen to Rick, okay?

- Are you sure?

- Yes.

- How do you know?

- Because I just know.

That sort of stuff, you know,

it just isn't...

- (MOANS)...done any more.

- Ugh. Stop it.

All right,

let's go and make these things fly.

- Whoa.

- (LAUGHS)

(ALL LAUGH)

(MIKE)...f***ing obsessing!

Every single...

(KASIA) It's because you're avoiding...

I'm not obsessing about a thing.

(MIKE) Why can't we just have

a normal...

(MIKE, WHISPERING) Why can't

we just have a normal conversation?

When I come over here,

it's my life, my life. What am I doing?

Can I just live my life? I'm getting

this job because you asked me...

(KASIA) What are you doing with me?

You know what, I am f***ing out of here.

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