Death At A Funeral Page #5
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- 2007
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What do you mean
it doeasn't matter?
It's personal.
Why?
He said it's personal.
But why?
Just trust us.
This is not a good guy.
So, what are we gonna
do with him?
- What're we gonna do?
- I don't know.
What do you mean
you don't know?
Shut up Daniel.
I've had enough.
How long is the valium
gonna last?
What is it?
- Valium?
- Yeah.
We gave him a few to calm him
down. Thank you.
Sh*t.
What is it?
What's wrong?
F***!
What?
Thing is...
...it's not really valium.
It's mostly acid.
What?!
Simon took one by mistake, that's
why he's acting like this.
And what are you doing with this?
They're for a friend.
Wait a minute.
You're telling us that..
Martha's boyfriend who knocked over
dad's coffin had just 1 of these things
And you gave him how many?
You can't blame me for this.
Poor bastard.
We should call an ambulance.
Can't do that.
You'll be screwed.
They're gonna find out he's been
force-fed hard drugs.
What's gonna happen?
Is he gonna die?
No.
That is, i don't think so.
Daniel?
Robert?
We'll be out in a
minute, mom.
We need to go outside.
You two stay here
and look after him.
Look after him?
What do you mean?
What're we supposed to do?
Make sure he doesn't escape.
Lock the door behind us.
Hi mom.
How's it going?
speak to you.
Can we resume the service now?
I need to leave
until 3.
Yes, that's great. But we
need to have a chat.
So can we take 5 more minutes?
- Of course.
- Is there a problem?
Jesus.
Why didn't you just pay him
the f***ing money?
Where's my tea?
What's your problem?
Women.
Women, women...
Let me tell you something
about women.
When I was a young man...
...i use to go out with the most
beautiful woman in the village.
She'd walk into the room
and everyone's eyes would turn.
Everyone wanted to f*** her.
And of course she
liked the attention...
I have to take a sh*t.
I can't believe you gave
him 5 pills.
Who can we blame for this?
Even if it was valium, you should never
give him 5. Don't you know anything?
No, i don't know about
giving pills.
Hello?
Yes?
I need the toilet.
Could you use the
one upstairs?
I'm on a wheelchair you
f***ing idiot.
How am i supposed
to get upstairs?
Open the door.
Wait a minute.
God.
What do we do?
Put him behind the couch.
We're looking for the key.
Hurry.
Shut up!
Hurry up!
Coming.
Hello.
What the hell is wrong
with you people?
I'm about to sh*t
in my trousers.
Come on.
Justin, what is it now?
Just want to talk to you.
Please don't make me go
through this again.
What are you so afraid
of, Martha?
I know you feel the same way.
You can't fight what
we had together.
Justin, it was one night,
it was a massive mistake.
I was drunk and out of my mind.
It could have been a donkey.
What's he got that
i don't have?
Okay.
For one thing, he's responsible...
...he's thoughtfull,
he's intelligent...
...he's stable...
Is that enough for you?
Stop acting as if this is
all my fault.
I'm not the one who attacked the guy
and tied him up.
Someone had to look out
for mom.
I've been looking out mom
since you dissapeared...
...and went to New York...
...to fool around with your
celebrity friends.
You're really unbelievable.
You can't get over it,
can you?
Get over what?
You're burning with jealousy...
...because you spend 3 years
working on a novel...
...and you won't even let
anyone see it.
And why should I?
What will you do?
Wait until you're dead?
And hope that it
gets published?
You just write
common crap.
It's not crap.
You're a hypocrite.
And you're the most selfish...
Daniel, what's going on?
This is your father's funeral.
Not now, Jane.
Why are you acting like this?
Jane, not now...
It's about the flat
isn't it?
What?
Because you don't want to go
do you?
Jane...
Tell her Daniel.
Tell me what?
Jane, do you remember
that short...
...man, that i pointed at
earlier?
- You remember?
- Yes.
It turns out, he had an affair
with dad.
And now he's blackmailing us
into giving him 15.000 pounds...
...or else he's going to show the
pictures where they're doing...stuff.
- Sex stuff.
- Yeah.
Is this some short
of a sick joke?
Of course it's not a sick joke.
Your father was gay?
- Hurry up.
- I am...
Hurry up.
I'm going to go!
Hurry up!
- Quick.
- Give me that.
Lift me.
Help me.
I am.
Put your arms around me.
Lift me.
Christ!
You weigh a ton
- You got me?
- Yes i've got you.
Sure i got you.
Quickly!
Alright. I'm trying to see
where the toilet is.
Get my trousers down.
Sh*t...
No, you do it.
I'll hold you.
How can i do it?
I'm handicapped.
Get it down!
F***
- Hurry up
- I am
Alright, do it.
Underpants, underpants...
Move it, come on.
Quick, quick...
I have to go
I have to go...
it's down.
Everything is down!
- Over there?
- i don't know.
Over there?
Yes.
- Are you sure?
- Yes sit down!
- Sure?
- Sit down!
Sit down!
Wait!
Wait a moment!
Oh, that's better.
God.
God!
What's with all the noise?
Oh God!
Howard?
Howard?
Please. Clean up!
Howard?
What?
You missed a bit.
The sh*t in your mouth will be the least
to worry about if we get caught.
I've got sh*t in my mouth?
Check him. Touch him.
Are you alright mate?
try again.
Mate?
Mate?
Wake him up.
Mate.
What's his name?
I don't know.
try Philip.
Philip?
Philip?
Wake up mate.
Are you okay?
Sh*t
Philip?
He might not be a Philip.
Maybe something else.
Pinch him.
Please.
Pinch him.
Mate?
I think he's breathing.
What?
He must be breathing.
Sh*t.
- Is he okay?
- No.
He's dead.
If that's the way it is,
we have to give him the money.
It's not that simple.
Why not?
Daniel refused to pay, so...
...we're completely f***ed.
Just shut up.
Sorry.
Hi, sorry, may i come through?
Just getting through.
Thank you.
Why are you smiling like that
Howard?
i wonder if i could
ask you too...
...come to the study for a second?
We'll be back soon.
Alright.
It's Howard.
Jesus.
What is this?
It's...
Call uncle Victor.
No point.
What do you mean?
Look at him.
He's stone dead.
What the hell did
you do to him?!
We didn't do anything.
He hit his head on the corner.
Hit his head on the corner?
He hit his head. That's what happened.
Why? What do you think?
This is really bad.
This is really, really bad.
What're we gonna do?
Actually, i really got to go.
You're not going anywhere.
I can't go to prison.
You have any idea what they do to
blockes like me in prison?
I can't go to prison
Howard. Just calm down.
Now...
Nobody here knows, who this
guy is right?
They don't even
know his name.
Probably didn't even
notice him.
Didn't notice him?
He's 4 f***ing feet tall.
Alright. We'll just get rid of the body
as if he came and left.
Get rid of the body?
What are you talking about?
What do we know about
getting rid of bodies?
What are you gonna do. Will you
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