Glassland Page #4

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John?

If I have to, yeah.

Come in today.

[line clicks]

Well?

- Yeah.

- Good man.

- Do you want a hand?

- Yeah, please.

It's on the back here. Stack 'em in threes.

Sh*t.

[chattering on TV]

[grunts]

[keys jingle]

[door opens, closes]

Nice bag.

They'll never suspect a man walking

around the airport with a woman's bag.

- One minute.

- Aw, Jesus Christ.

Jesus Christ.

Let's throw some holy water on you.

Okay.

Okay.

- I love you, Son.

- I know that.

[sighs] Jesus.

- Bridie, no.

- I must take a picture of you before you go.

John, will you stand in for a photo?

There's no shame in a mother's love, Shane.

- Now smile.

- Sick.

- [shutter clicks]

- All right. Come on.

We better get on the road.

We'll be late otherwise.

- Where's Da?

- He wouldn't go out.

- He can't do that. You know him.

- Okay.

Look, I better go. I'll be late.

- Time I said good-bye.

- [door opens]

All right. Let's go.

- [knocking]

- Have you got your passport?

Yeah.

- Have you got your passport?

- Yeah.

You don't, because I have it.

F***.

- Thanks.

- Love you.

Love you too. Bye.

Drive the f***ing car, man.

The woman is f***ing crazy.

Leave her alone. She'll miss her baby.

Will you stop? I'm under enough

stress without you gettin' on me.

I'll do you a good deal

on the meter, all right?

- Prick, you know what I...

- Do you, now?

Just go fast, 'cause Bridie will

chase the f***ing car, I tell you that.

Why are we leaving so early?

I've a little surprise for you, man. Relax.

Hey. How's it going?

Hi, Jackie.

Dad!

- What's up, huh?

- I've been waiting for you.

How are you, man?

- I don't know.

- Uh-huh.

Blowin' bubbles.

[liquid bubbling]

- Everything going all right?

- Yeah, we're good.

Grand. Grand.

- [puck clacking]

- [boy] Yeah!

Good save, man.

Yeah!

Get it. Ready?

Yeah. Good man. Yeah!

- Yeah!

- Go!

Get it for me.

All right, love.

See you soon, all right?

All right.

[door closes]

[engine starts]

Give us a ring on the phone

when you have the time, will you?

- Will do, man.

- Yeah. I'll keep you up-to-date.

[sniffs]

I'll call you on the house

phone or the mobile, will I?

- Mobile would probably be best.

- Better on the mobile. Grand.

- All right. Come on. Here we go.

- All right.

Right.

- Okay, you ready?

- Yeah, I'll grab it.

Thanks, man.

- [grunts]

- You have it?

I'm grand.

Ah. You were a daft f***ing thing anyway.

All right. I walk you in?

No, I'm grand. I'll

take it from here. Yeah.

- Okay, well, I better be going, so...

- Yeah, me too.

- Be careful anyway.

- Good luck, man.

Don't get into too much trouble without me.

Don't think we'd be able to get

into any trouble without you at all.

I better, uh...

Here, come on. I'll walk

you in. I'll walk you in.

Come on.

[sighs]

All right. Good man. Mind yourself.

Yeah.

- Good luck, man.

- Yeah.

Yeah.

Hey, go easy on the AIDS, man, all right?

Yeah, I'll try me best.

Hey, you should've come, man.

I know.

If only I would've had a f***ing passport.

That's shockin'.

Well, you have a place to go, man.

It's just a click.

Yeah, go on.

"Take a hike, fuckhead."

Take a hike, fuckhead.

[turn signal clicking]

[bell dings]

[clicks]

[airplane passing]

[water sloshing]

[phone vibrating]

Good man. See you later, all right?

[engine cranking, starts]

[door opens]

[closes]

How are you now?

I know what day it is.

It's Sunday.

It's f***ing Monday, Ma.

[chuckles]

Can't promise you anything.

I know.

[laughing]

[snorts]

[laughing continues]

[phone vibrating]

Yeah?

- [man] You got the money?

- Yeah, thanks.

Did it help?

Yeah.

I can trust you now?

Yeah.

I need you to take

care of something.

It's delicate.

Bring it to me.

John?

- Yeah, okay, I'll do it.

- I'll text you the details.

[sighs]

[huffing, blowing]

[brake sets]

[woman screaming]

[screaming continues]

[woman crying]

[breathing heavily]

[phone vibrating]

[vibrating continues]

[vibrating stops]

[engine starts]

[phone vibrating]

[engine revving]

- [phone vibrating continues]

- [revving continues]

[breathing deeply]

[John] It's been a long night.

Had a few difficult clients.

Worked a lot of hours.

I can't do this anymore.

I can't.

[quiet gasping]

[no audible dialogue]

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