Comes a Bright Day Page #4

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and fly away to freedom.

The collector sold it to me

because she knew

I'd find it every

bit as beautiful as she did.

Look after it for

a while

and keep

the story alive.

How long's that gonna

take you?

I don't know, why don't

you come and...

Okay, okay this is it, we've

gotta get out of here.

What?

Oh, Jesus.

Watch how much of that

you drink.

I don't want you

going all f***ing stupid.

All right, all right.

Yes.

Come on.

Ugh.

Sam!

Time to come in now.

I'll blow her f***ing

head off!

Oh, sh*t.

Come back in and put the

shutters down.

Clegg, what's going on

out there?

You were so lucky that was

me that found you.

If anything happens

again I will kill you.

What's going on?

Just a little bit of

misunderstanding.

Right.

No!

Hey, what's happened?

They've put a body out on

the street.

Any details?

A lady in her sixties

apparently.

Are you in the least

bit concerned?

Oh, yes, I am.

He's got a very expensive

watch on him

that belongs

to a guest of mine.

I'll have a coffee, please.

Filter.

Milk on the side.

You see what happens?

You see?

Now have we got

your attention, Inspector?

Well let's hope we can keep it.

The clock's ticking.

Don't force our hand again.

Don't even f***ing think

about it, Clegg.

Where are you from, Sam?

Camden.

Where abouts?

Jubilee Street.

I grew up on Clark Street.

You're kidding.

It's tough when you've got

nothing, I know.

Well you've got plenty now.

Have I?

You've just got to work out

what you want, Sam.

And if all you want is to

get enough

to come on

spending spree in here,

you've missed

the point son.

No, I don't--

I didn't.

That's not what it

was about.

Really?

Oh, forget it,

you're right.

I get out here, I need

to go to the loo.

What's going on?

Shh.

Cameron?

Are you okay?

Blessed art

thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit

of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary Mother of God,

pray for us sinners now

and at the hour of

our death.

No, you... you leave

her where she is.

No, no, please...

No, please

You just leave her

where she is.

Get your hands off her.

Please leave...

I'm warning you, son.

No, please leave... no,

please, please...

You leave her alone!

Get off of her you bloody

mad bastard!

Violent piece of sh*t!

What are you doing?

Please leave me alone, please

leave me alone.

Sorry.

Please...

What are you doing?

Please.

I mean, you need her tied

up right?

That's the only way you'll

ever get that close.

Please, please, please, please.

Are you doing this 'cause

you can't string

a sentence together?

I mean, you can't get your

name out of your mouth.

Just can't get the words

out, can you?

How can you ever tell

woman how you feel?

You just can't get the

words out, can you?

That must make

you angry.

I'm sorry.

She's never gonna fall for

you, you're an imbecile.

Yeah, an imbecile.

Imbecile.

Imbecile.

No, stop it!

You can't do that.

It's wrong.

I'm gonna untie you, I'm gonna

let you go for a minute.

Sort yourself out, I'm sorry.

Sam.

Sam.

Sam.

That was really brave.

Yeah, my dad used to knock

my mum around

when he'd

had a skin full.

It's not right.

I mean we got rid of

him eventually,

but he's my dad,

you know?

You only get one.

I'm sorry about

that, Sam.

Do you think it'll be

better than here?

Where?

Wherever you're going.

Yeah.

I said no delays.

I don't wanna be

your friend.

Now tell me how long it's

gonna be before you

have something to offer us.

I don't care who you have

to speak to.

Look you know what'll be

coming out the front door

if this carries on,

don't ya?

You said that every piece

of jewelry in here

has its own story.

I'm bored of talking!

You lot only ever take

notice of crisis.

No, f*** you!

One of us is gonna

get killed.

No, they're not gonna

kill anyone else.

If this is

a game of nerve, Inspector,

then, you got it wrong,

wrong, wrong!

F***ing wrong.

F***!

F***, F***!

So these stories...

clever marketing, you know.

They the way to spice

things up?

Add a bit of drama?

No, no,

not, not at all.

Well, let's hear one of

them then.

Tell me your favorite

story.

Okay, um...

Well, there's this

ruby piece

that has a pretty amazing

story to it.

I'm all ears.

Go on, Mary.

Tell it.

Well it's an exquisite

ruby and diamond bracelet.

And it was made in 1815.

F*** off... F***!

F***ing hell!

We're waiting.

So, it's the early

and there's

this daughter, of a duke

and she is the most

beautiful girl, ever.

She's like a pin up.

I've got you.

And her father, the duke, he's

the most powerful man around

apart from the King.

So, in short...

she's a big catch,

and the suitors

are literally lining up,

all around the block.

The duke, he knows exactly

who he wants her to marry

and at first she's

all right with,

with dad's choice.

He's some young guy who's

probably lined up

to be a duke himself.

He would be, wouldn't he?

Of course.

Well one day, she's

introduced to his best friend

and he's not lined up to

be a duke or anything.

But they get talking, one

night at dinner round her place.

A banquet?

Quite right.

And all the boys, young

and old...

... get drunk as lords.

Of course they do.

But our guy...

he sits up and he talks to

the girl who's called Ruby

till it's light outside.

You know he, he listens

to her.

And he wants

to know about her life.

And he makes her laugh.

And she goes to bed

and she realizes for the

first time

that she has feelings

for a man

and she can't sleep,

because her heart is...

is beating.

"I am confused and

euphoric in equal measure."

That's what she wrote in

her diary.

Oh the, the men,

they're away the whole time

'cause they're fighting

the French.

And whenever her husband

is due to be home he always

seems to bring his best

friend back with him.

And so their relationship

develops

And he stays up to talk

with her 'til late.

And they go riding together.

Well, everybody just

thinks he's being a good sort.

The wedding date is set,

but a couple

of weeks beforehand

the men are called away

to Belgium.

To fight in the battle of...

Waterloo.

Waterloo.

Exactly.

And the night before they go.

The best friend and Ruby

they have a--

a few moments together.

And he tells her he's just

in love with her.

But he can never be with her

because he can't betray

his best friend.

And he says he wishes her

nothing but happiness.

And then he kisses

her goodbye.

And he holds

her for just a moment.

Man, that's tough.

It's tragic.

So wait for this.

At waterloo...

well, the men they're fighting

hand to hand.

And the duke,

the young duke,

he's about to be put to

the sword

when his

best friend saves him,

but he's killed in

the process.

Isn't that amazing?

You see he could have

come home.

He could have come home and

rightfully claimed Ruby's hand,

But he chose instead to

save the life of his friend

and give his own life.

It's just amazing.

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