Dead Man's Shoes Page #3
I'm telling you,
you are f***ing
difficult to deal with.
And when you're here,
you've got to abide
by my rules.
Okay?
Well, here I have
a special game for you.
It's a very special
game, okay?
We play Anthony
sucks Sonny's dick.
I put this big cock
in your mouth
and you suck it.
You wanna play that game?
Or if you don't
wanna play that game,
you can have
the mystery prize.
Now what's it gonna be?
Huh? What's it gonna be?
You have got
three seconds to answer.
It is suck my cock
or mystery prize.
What you wanna play?
1, 2... What is it?
What do you want to play?
I'll play the mystery...
You're such
a f***in' idiot.
Does it work?
No, it's
a piece of sh*t.
Oh, that's
a shame.
Don't go climbin' in it.
No, I won't.
Look at that.
for somethin'.
Proper, that.
It's a bit blunt.
Blunt.
It's old.
Did you see him?
Well, I didn't
actually see him, no.
But Herbie saw him.
I mean, he was
f***in' scared, man.
I've not seen him.
We were outside the flat
when he did it.
It's only Herbie
who's seen him.
I mean,
how did he get here?
Do you know what I mean?
He's clever, man.
How's he got in here?
How clever is that?
Do you know what I mean?
He's done his flat
in three minutes.
Sorry to barge in.
Just want a quick word
What the f***
are you on about?
We had an agreement.
No pissing about.
Right? Well, who's
done that, you twats?
What's so
bloody funny, eh?
It's not just that.
Find out how did that,
you f***in' twats!
Find out...
Leave him alone!
Leave him alone!
Shut up, will you?
Shut up!
I'll tell him
in me own time.
Herbie tells us
we have a little
visitor in town.
Tell him what
we have, Herbie.
Anthony's brother's back.
That's who it is.
He's messing with us.
If you're winding me up,
you twat...
No, he's like
a commando, man.
Hang on.
Hang on.
Coming through
the window.
Sonny, are they
telling the truth?
Are they right or what?
Who'd have the balls
to do that? Eh?
What's it say, man?
Never mind what it says.
Eh, listen,
you pikey c*nt.
Shut up.
What about the girl?
Aye. Patti?
Yeah. Where's she?
She's a f***ing slag, man.
Big-mouthed slag.
Yeah, big mouth.
Someone's...
You're having a laugh.
No, I'm not.
I'm not f***ing Norma.
I mean...
No, I'm not doing it.
Now can I go
downstairs, please?
If that is your choice,
what can I do?
What can you do?
Get out!
You give my f***ing
set of keys?
What keys?
No, Sonny! Please!
Don't lie to me, Patti.
Don't lie to me.
I'll do it! Ah!
I'll do anything!
You wanna f*** him?
Huh, do ya?
Hey. It's been
a while, hasn't it?
There's all my boys. Yay!
That's a cute
little urchin.
She's a sweetheart.
What are you doing there?
Get him out of my home.
Where's your key?
He's behaving.
He's sane.
Just do as your told.
Tell me the truth.
Ah! What are you doing?
Not shagged.
No one's squatting.
Please, just...
You look your age.
You can piss off, you.
She sounded honest, right?
Cow! It's only
a f***ing shag!
A f***ing shag
with a... f***ing hell!
Congratulations.
No, you ain't going anywhere.
We have things to do.
Whoa! Slow the car!
Slow the car!
He's f***ing there!
Go down there, boy.
Back up.
Just stay here, all right?
I'll do this.
Hey man,
how you doin'? Rich.
You okay?
Yeah?
You know the lads had
this ridiculous idea th...
Yeah, it was me.
Oh, it was? Thought so.
What are you up to?
Moochin' about.
Moochin' about?
In my house?
Do you always
paint men like women?
What are you doin',
lad?
That's my concern.
Not with me in my house.
Where are you staying?
Motson's farm.
Gonna come
and see me, are ya?
Maybe I will.
Oh.
You're not
afraid of me, are ya?
Why doesn't he
just chin him?
He's weighing him up.
He's weighing him up.
Shut up.
You're making me
very nervous, Richard.
Well, you should be.
If I were you,
I'd get in that f***in' car,
and I'd get out of here, man.
I'd gather them goonies
and get whatever you've got,
and come at me...
'cause I'm gonna
f***ing hit you all.
I don't like being
threatened, Richard.
I'm not threatening
you, mate.
It's beyond
f***ing words.
I watched over you
when you were asleep,
and I looked
at your f***ing neck,
and I was that far away
from slicing it.
You're f***ing there,
mate!
So get in that car
and f*** off.
You get to me first.
I just might.
What's he doing?
He's coming back.
He's coming back.
Is that it?
He ain't goin' away, fellas.
It's that simple.
I saw him. I looked
right in the eye,
and he ain't
the same guy that left.
Did he mention us?
Yeah, he did.
He invited us all
over whenever we
wanna go and see him.
Said, "Please
come and see me.
Invite the lads. "
Quite poetic,
isn't he?
F***in' invited us.
Mental.
Where's he at?
He's at Mottson's.
The farm?
Yeah.
Well, what you
want us to do?
Yeah, I think we just
go up there, and we...
we get him out
of the f***in' house,
and I take a pop and...
Gonna f***ing shoot him?
Anyone who's got any better
ideas, I'd love to hear 'em.
And what will you...
How we gonna get him out?
You can say, "Please come out,
I don't know.
You tell me.
Just say to him
we want the gig.
Offer him some money to...
the door, get him out,
and I just take a pop.
It's that simple.
Serious sh*t, Sonny.
What are we gonna do?
What can we do?
Just warn him or something.
He ain't goin' away.
He's gotta get done.
I f***ing can't
believe this, man.
I can.
I been awake a bit
too long, I think.
Got any... Sandwiches'd help,
John. Like, food and... Yeah.
Yeah.
Help yourself
down at the bar.
Bring some up, will you?
You know I'm
with you, Sonny.
All the way.
You know that.
It's f***ed up.
Oh, for f***'s sake,
let's do something.
I'm gonna go
f***ing stir-crazy.
Man, come on,
something, anything.
Cards. Come on.
Sonny, game of cards?
Sorted. Come on, John.
Yeah, why not, eh?
Might as well
find us some jelly.
Seems like sh*t-all
for dinner.
Sonny!
Come here!
It's... It's Timbo, man.
Oh!
Oh, God.
Take care of the latch.
Take care of the latch!
I'm doin' it.
# Watch the dark
clouds bruising #
# Bellies flushed
with water #
# They swell
above your heads #
# Pull your coats
around you #
# Feel the wind
cut through them #
# Hold her in
the falling rain #
# Hold him like
you've never done #
# Let this be a moment #
# That you won't forget #
# That you won't forget
all your life #
# Till you die #
Good luck, Al.
See you in a bit,
Al, yeah?
Good luck, man.
All right, man.
Oof!
Hello,
pig mud.
He's got an ax!
A f***ing ax!
We're sortin'
this out, man.
I'll say when
it's sorted.
We can... we can
sort this out.
We just need
to talk about it.
You've got some guts
coming to my door
in that shape.
I've got money
for you, man.
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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