I, Daniel Blake Page #3

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- They're just gonna call the police.

- Phone the police.

Can we get some perspective in here?

You need to go or we're gonna

phone the police. All right?

Come on. Thanks very much...

Can we have a bit of perspective,

please, here, man?

- Away, don't be silly.

- Shouldn't even have this job.

- Come on. Please.

- Shouldn't even have this job.

- Come on, get out.

- All she needs is help, man.

- Let's get going.

- Just let her sign on.

Let's get going, all right.

Please.

I don't know what's wrong

with you lot, I really don't.

I need you to keep going for me, okay?

- You want me to take one of them bags?

- No, it's all right, I'm fine, pet. I'm fine.

- Where's Dylan?

- I don't know.

Dylan! Come on!

- Honestly. Honestly.

- He's a handful, isn't he?

I can't sit down for five minutes

without him getting in trouble, can I?

Right.

- Good, good choice.

- She loves spaghetti.

Hey, you cannae go wrong

with spaghetti on toast.

Spaghetti, spaghetti on toast, isn't it?

Where's your brother gone?

- Dylan!

- Dylan!

Come on.

This, this is what he does.

He runs, he runs off.

- He's a handful, in't he?

- Come on!

Where ye been, on an adventure?

Dylan, not on the fences.

- It's just here.

- Mum, look, she's back, she's back.

She's back.

Tell you what, if it's the last thing I do,

I'm gonna make this place a home.

You don't know how to fix a cistern, do you?

It's driving me insane.

- Yeah, I'll have a look at that.

- Yeah?

I can fix owt, me, pet,

apart from computers.

- Straight up. You show him...

- I'll show him.

Dylan, can you stop it? Get in.

Hello, Mum. How are you doing?

Yeah.

Yeah, all right. All right. Yeah.

It's nice, it's nice.

There's plenty of space.

And, erm, yeah, it looks like they've put...

There's a nice bit of fresh carpet down.

The, the walls are all

nicely painted and that.

No, I know, Mum. Well, look, once...

Once you're feeling better and we're settled,

then you'll have to come up. You can come up

with Auntie May and stay, can't you?

Yeah, they're nice, yeah, friendly.

Friendlier than London.

Yeah.

D'you wanna have a word with Daisy?

All right, hold on. Talk to Nana.

Hello, Nan.

- Hello, Daisy. How are you?

- Good.

- Yeah? D'you like it?

- Yeah.

- Are you happy?

- Yeah, very.

I miss you, too. Bye.

Bye-bye.

Hello, Mum.

All right. That's all right.

All right, I'll speak... Yeah, I've gotta go

but I'll speak, I'll call you tomorrow.

- All right.

- All right, love you.

- Love you, too. Bye.

- Bye, bye, bye.

So what are you doing up here, Katie?

It started when we got

kicked out of the flat.

We got in a bit of trouble.

It was ridiculous.

In Dylan's room there was a leak

coming through the wall,

coming through the top of the ceiling

down the wall.

And it was making him really sick.

Weren't it, Dais?

- Remember when Dylan weren't well?

- Yeah.

We had to run all the way to the hospital.

Yeah, he was in and out the hospital.

I was talking to the landlord about it,

spoke to him.

And cos I complained, kicked us out.

What, they can just do that?

- Just throw you out?

- Yeah, yeah.

So we got out of there.

We was in a homeless hostel

for about two years, waiting on a flat.

Yeah. But it was close to their school

which they loved, so...

We just had to stick it out.

But we was in one room,

the three of us were in one room.

Like eating, sleeping, all the rest of it

and Dylan was just climbing the walls.

Honestly,

like boxed in like that, so, yeah.

They eventually offered me a flat,

so the good news was it was a flat.

Bad news was it was up here.

And they couldn't give you

anywhere near your family?

No, not in London.

They're, they're moving out the likes of me.

It's just too expensive for 'em.

So how's the kids taking it?

They're brokenhearted about leaving school.

Especially Daisy. She's furious with me.

Having to leave her friends and her nan.

I mean there was nothing I could do about it.

I couldn't have Dylan boxed in like that.

- Ah, she'll make friends soon enough.

- That's what I've told her.

And I've got a plan.

We got a little garden now and they've

each got a room of their own.

I'm gonna get a part-time job

and then I'm gonna go back to me books.

- Oh, you at college?

- Open University.

Yeah, I mucked up a little bit at school

so it's like a second chance.

But that all fell apart a little bit when

we was at the hostel,

but I'm not gonna give up.

Can't, can I?

Good on you, lass.

It's bloody freezing in here.

Oh, it must be a short.

Right, where's your fuse box?

There's nothing on the metre.

The kids are starting school and

I wanted to get 'em some nice new clothes.

And I thought I was gonna

get me money tomorrow.

Right.

I'll bring me tools round

and I'll sort this place out for you.

- Will ya?

- Yeah, course I will.

Shouldn't take long.

Right, thank you.

"Max Million", to my f***ing address?

- China, what's in this box?

- Dan, it's not what you think it is.

Don't jump to conclusions.

Shift that bloody rubbish

and shift your arse.

I wanna see what's in this box.

Oh my God. Wow.

- What d'you think of these?

- Bloody trainers?

- Trainers.

- Trainers.

- These are only the best, Dan.

- Very best.

Aren't they, Piper?

Aren't they?

Stop it, man, I've got brittle bones.

Anyways, I've got a test for you, Dan.

- Go on, open it.

- Open that.

What's the difference?

Yeah. What's the difference

between them two?

They look the same.

- Bang on, brother.

- Exactly.

The difference is, they'd have cost me

150 quid on the high street...

And I'm gonna sell those for 80 quid.

Cheap counterfeits to my f***ing address?

I could have the Chinese Mafia

or the bloody Customs at me door.

The brass neck of the bloody pair of you.

Dan, these are not counterfeits.

They're from the same factory as these.

Exactly the same quality.

Continuation of the same run.

- D'you not believe us?

- It's f***ing genius.

How d'you manage this?

Well I know a guy from Guangzhou, don't I,

who works in the factory.

Yeah, works in the factory.

He's football mad.

He knows everything

about the teams, the players, everything.

So we do the deals by e-mails.

I send him the money by PayPal,

then he sends me the package by post.

Me, you mean.

Honestly, Dan, I did mean to say,

like I get them sent to different mates.

You know, small packages

like not to attract too much attention.

They usually get through.

I'll be able to tell all me mates

I knew both of you

before you were arrested.

See these trainers, Dan,

these are the future.

No more crap jobs.

No more sh*t from that warehouse.

D'you know what the bastards

did this morning?

Got us in at 5:
30.

Unloaded one truck.

Guess how long that took?

Forty-five minutes.

And you know how much I got paid?

Three pound and seventy-nine pence.

Waste of my f***ing time.

It's worse than China.

I'm gonna make it big

one day, Dan. I'm serious.

Hi there, can I help you?

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