Housebound Page #7

That's you being sick from

drinking too much Amarula.

That's you punching your mum in

the face after she told you off.

That's you not feeling

very good about it.

That's you the day you went away.

And that's us waiting

for you to come back.

Who's this one?

Is this Lizzy?

Why didn't you tell somebody?

I thought they'd take me away.

I thought they'd think I did it.

I was only small, Kylie.

I was only a kid.

You have to help us, Eugene. Please.

I know a place we can hide.

Eugene...

Now, see, this is a perfect example

of what happens when we don't

discuss our problems openly.

Is this how you work through

your problems, Dennis?

I don't need you to tell

me what I did was wrong.

And I'm not trying to make excuses.

But anyone who says there's

no such thing as a bad egg...

obviously hasn't worked

in social services.

All I ever wanted to

do was help people.

But you've got no idea what it's

like to try and help someone...

when all they want to do is

throw it back in your face.

F***in' hell.

What shall I say? There's been

a murder? Attempted murder?

- Look, do you want to talk to them?

- Why don't you just say...

Just say something's come up and

you'll have to phone them back.

All right, there she is,

looking very excited.

And here's Amos with the special...

Oh. Is that all you do? You just

cut it off with a pair of scissors?

- Yep.

- Oh. And then what do you do with it?

Just chuck it in the rubbish.

Or we can keep it as a souvenir.

- Did you hear that, Graeme?

- Eh?

Amos was just saying to Kylie...

Oh, don't worry.

- Okay, here we go.

- Oh, hold on.

Why has it done that?

- What?

- It's just turned itself off.

It can't just turn off by itself.

You must've press something.

- No, I didn't. I didn't press anything.

- Is the battery flat?

Well, it shouldn't be.

It's been on the charger all night.

Eugene!

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