Cherry Tree Lane Page #2

Alright, Asad. Asad, get in here.

- What?

- Put the lock on the door. The clip.

Make the c*nt ring the doorbell.

Don't want him sneaking in.

l'll cut his f***ing throat

in the hallway.

Shut up. Shut up.

Keep the woman quiet.

Screaming to next door.

l'm gonna stab him

in the f***ing neck.

Hey, Rian, keep her quiet.

If you're not gonna shut

the f*** up, l might as well do it now.

Why tape him

and not bother with her?

She's the one making noise.

l'll tape her in a minute.

Just shut up.

l want you to be quiet.

Just f***ing chill, man.

lt's over now,

there's nothing to wory about.

l'm going

to watch one of those.

Who's that?

lt's Jimmy here. How you doing?

Can you meet me?

Can't.

Come on, man.

Come and meet me later, yeah?

- What time?

- l don't know, ten?

- Ten. Can you do ten?

- After that, yeah.

Alright, then. Are you with Shirley?

- l ain't with her.

- Who you with, then?

Rian.

- Oh, f*** him.

- l'm busy, for f***'s sake.

- Come and meet me, please.

- Yeah, after.

l'll meet you round your place.

- Why can't you call me?

- l did call you.

Not spending my credit

all the f***ing time.

Alright, later, then.

Shut the f*** up

and don't move, you f***ing prick.

Tell me if you come to something.

What, to watch now?

No, idiot. To take.

Those your DVDs or his?

They're both of ours.

l ain't even heard of most of these.

- Oi.

Where's all your 18s?

Where's the f***ing porno?

Come on, mate. l know you're keeping

some porno in this house.

- You've got all these films.

- Where are the other DVDs?

Does he tell you that? No?

He's got them

well locked out of your reach.

You ain't foreign, are you?

Half these films are f***ing foreign.

- Hey, Seb ain't foreign, is he?

- Mo.

He's a plum. English.

Stupid c*nt.

Your boy is a stupid c*nt.

Too f***ing dumb to be alive.

Hasn't got a clue about things.

l'm gonna cut his f***ing head off.

Why?

Please. Please, iust...

Just leave him alone. Don't...

Don't hurt him.

l mean...

What can we do? Hmm?

What can we do?

Mate, you're gonna have to tape that up.

F***ing do my head in

if she carries on.

Don't. l don't need it.

l won't speak. l won't say anything.

l don't need the tape.

l don't need the tape.

Just shut up.

No, no, no.

Hey, what the f***, man?

Hey, f***ing keep him...

For f***'s sake, stop moving.

The County Sheriff

has verified that reports of...

..being partially eaten

by their slayers is true.

How long have you been

down here? l could use some help.

This ain't Sky.

What's this?

Satellite.

Oi, what's this?

Where's the guide on this?

What are you doing?

Tying to find out how the f***

to work this.

Changing channels all my life.

Oi. Where's the guide on this thing?

Which button is it?

Please, let her go.

l can take it. What do you want?

Tell him how to work the TV.

Which button is the guide button?

On the bottom corner.

It's got ''guide'' written above it.

You've got to be the thickest person

l know.

Just got to look harder.

You can hardly see it.

It's f***ing tiny.

You iust can't read, you dopey c*nt.

l can read alright.

Can read that.

Where did you get that from?

- Seb's room.

- What? How much?

Little bit. Let me just do this

and you can have your bit.

What time did you say

he's coming back?

Nine, innit? Have you f***ing listened?

There's no point staying

to watch that, is there?

Wait there, l like that.

- Where are you going?

- Gonna get my mum to plus it.

Ain't watching it here.

Ain't gonna call her in here, am l?

- Hi, you at home?

- Yeah.

Can you tape that thing for me at 8:30?

What thing? Why can't you watch it?

Where are you?

Does it matter? l'm at a friend's.

l don't know.

Look, l've got a key.

So you ain't got an ashtray?

Use the plate.

What's the matter with you?

- It's still got food on it.

- You ain't gonna eat it.

- What time?

- Eight.

It's cold now, anyway.

Stupid. l told her

l wouldn't be there.

Let me have some of that.

Alright, tape that thing, yeah?

Alright. Thanks, Mum.

Hey, don't be doing all of that.

Did you know your kid smoked weed?

Not such a good boy, is he?

P*ssy likes his weed.

What else he got in his room?

PS3. Sh*t games.

- l'm having that.

- The f*** you are.

You've already got one.

What do you need it for?

You weren't even gonna come.

l called you, didn't l?

And who's doing who a favour?

Exactly. l am.

But don't pull any liberties.

Who's been wronged?

Don't you think we should

give that thing to Jamal?

Or sell it. Send him the money.

Can't send him a PS3, bruv.

Sell it, then.

Yeah, if l get a cut out of it.

What?

You think l don't want your money?

Are you saying my cousin

don't want your f***ing money?

l'll give it to his f***ing kid, yeah?

Do you think his kid deserves

to have no money

when he ain't gonna have a dad

for ten years?

- How much is it?

- Ain't f***ing for you.

You've got money. l know it.

l'll cut you both.

Do you know the PINs for these cards?

What? He don't tell his own f***ing wife

the numbers for his cards?

Mate, you're gonna tell me

each of the numbers for these cards.

Six f***ing cards.

l've got to pick all them up now.

Why didn't you just give 'em to me?

l need a pen. Ain't gonna remember

all the numbers, am l?

And some paper or something.

Just write it on your hand.

Yeah, what, and get caught?

l've got all the numbers, ain't l?

Evidence.

l'll cut your wife if you scream.

Just wanna hear you say the numbers.

Please, don't hurt my son or my wife.

l just said the f***ing numbers,

didn't l?

OK. Please. Please, l'll tell you.

Just tell me the number for each card,

yeah?

What's this one?

Five three mo four.

This one?

Haven't got a PIN for that one.

lt's a new one. It's a new account.

You f***ing liar.

Eight... Eight eight seven mo.

Two three eight nine.

You ain't that old.

Hury up, Ted.

F*** off, l've got them.

Now get to the machine with them.

Seb's back in 40 minutes.

- What?

- Go and get the money out.

Why have l got to go?

He's your cousin.

l ain't leaving here.

The machine's ten minutes away.

Go to a shop on the corner.

There's no cameras there.

You got to pay for them ones.

That money don't come out of

what you're taking out.

lt comes out of his account.

Neither of you use a bank before?

l ain't going to one with a camera.

F***ing no way.

Fine. Use a shop, then. Make sure

you don't go pocketing the money.

l know how much there should be.

Admit it, you've got to have

more than 300 in your accounts.

Yeah, that's 1800

and f***ing bring it all.

No. One of them ain't got a PIN.

That's only 1,500.

Just hury up and get the money, man.

lf l'm the one getting it,

that's pure money.

l've got to be getting some of that.

l'm the one risking it.

You mo are just sitting here.

Or l'll iust f*** off.

Not come back.

What'll happen then, Rian?

lf l'm the one who's going iail even.

The f***ing door is locked.

Can't even open the door.

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