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Dom Hemingway Page #6
nice if we went together.
You know what would have been
nice? Having a real father.
But I didn't get one, Dom.
I only got you.
Melody.
Wait!
Wait!
Melody!
Melody!
You said I'd have good luck.
Dom Hemingway.
But you're OK.
No, I'm not... I'm not
doing very well, actually.
You said I'd have good luck.
I've had nothing but shitty luck.
I'm so sorry to hear that, Dom.
If I hadn't stopped and helped you,
I'd have had time to save
But you saved my life.
You stopped to save my life.
- I know.
- You did the right thing.
Not everyone would, but you did.
I told you the good luck would
come when you really need it.
Well, I really need it.
- Then it will be.
- How?
What do you want
most in the world?
My f***ing money!
- That's what you want most?
- Yes.
- You sure?
- Yes!
- Really?
- Yes.
No.
I want her to talk to me.
Forgive me.
My daughter.
Yeah, well...
Just by picking her,
you've already shown
that the pendulum of luck
is swinging your way.
What the hell does that mean?
Love is what you make, Dom.
Oh, Keethy.
I f***ed up, didn't I?
And not one of my
minor Dom f***-ups.
Like spending all our money
down the pub with Dickie.
Going out to a football match
and staying away a week.
Burning down that housing
estate in Leeds by accident.
No.
I f***ed up royally.
I didn't get to say goodbye to you.
I never got to say goodbye and
kiss you goodbye, my sweet girl.
Now all I got is this dirt,
f***ing grass and dirt in me
hands, and not your sweet face.
Your sweet, beautiful face.
I was a stupid fool.
I lost you.
I lost out on our
Evelyn's childhood.
I lost the two most important
things in my life.
And now you're gone...
and our Evie...
she hates me.
Oh, Keethy...
Beautiful, sweet Keethy. My life.
My heart.
I'm gonna try and make
things better with Evelyn.
I really am.
She hates me now
but I'll wear her down,
bit by bit.
Day by day.
Hour by hour, I'll seduce
her with my kindness.
I'll blanket her in
warmth and security.
I'll confound her with my decency.
She'll resist my charms
for only so long.
After all, I'm Dom Hemingway.
I'm Dom Hemingway.
I'm your Dom.
Come here. Sit down.
Give us your hand.
That's your grandmother.
Keethy, or Katherine.
She never much liked the dark ones, but
I think she'd have really liked you.
I didn't think you'd come.
Couldn't well take the
bus himself, could he?
Can I walk with you a bit?
In silence, I promise.
Total silence, like... Like a mime.
Like an old lady who lives
in an attic on her own
and stuffs her cats
after they died.
Not today.
Someday, then, eh, maybe?
You can walk Jawara to school
on Monday morning if you like.
If you can wake up that early.
Don't get too pissed
the night before.
Right, then.
Well, I'll be the Vatican's c*nt.
I'll see you later.
Right, let's go in.
Paolina! Hello, darling.
Fancy seeing you here in London.
Why didn't you call me?
We could have gone out for a drink,
had a tone-deaf sing-along
to some old records.
Paolina, who is this?
I don't know who this man is.
Oh...
I'll tell you who I am.
I'm the f***er who'll tear
your nose off with my teeth.
I'm the f***er who will gut
you with a dull cheese knife
and sing Gilbert and
Sullivan while I do it.
I'm the f***er who'll dump your
dead body in a freezing cold lake
and watch you sink to the
bottom like so much sh*t.
I am that f***er.
That's the f***er who I am.
And if you say one word
when I remove my hand,
I'll do all that to you right now.
You say one word and you'll be as useless
as a dried-up, fetid condom after bad sex.
Do I make myself clear?
If you understand my words, nod.
That's good.
After much heartbreak and ruin,
the pendulum of luck has finally
swung back to Dom Hemingway.
moment of its fickle pleasure,
whether it lasts for a minute,
a day or a lifetime.
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