In Bruges Page #5

You don't know how much sh*t I've had

to take off of black midgets, man.

That's...

Undeniably true.

See, Jimmy,

my wife was black.

And I loved her very much.

And in 1976, she was murdered

by a white man.

So, where the f*** am I supposed

to stand in all this blood and carnage?

Did they get the guy who did it?

A friend of mine got him.

Harry Waters got him.

So tell me, Jim, whose side do I fight

on in this wonderful war?

I think you need to

weigh up all your options

and let your conscience decide, Ken.

Two manky hookers

and a racist dwarf.

I think I'm heading home.

Yeah. I think I'll come with you.

What's...

Back off, shorty!

You don't know karate.

Don't say you didn't

have it coming.

Don't say you didn't

have it coming.

Shortarse!

Meeting Yuri.

Yes, I'm Yuri.

Mr. Waters said

that might be necessary.

There are a lot of alcoves

in the Koningin Astrid Park.

You use this word,

'alcoves'?

'Alcoves'? Yes. Sometimes.

There are not many people around

in these alcoves in Christmastime.

If I were to murder a man,

I would murder him here.

Are you sure this is

the right word, 'alcoves'?

'Alcoves,' yes.

It's kind of like 'nooks and crannies.'

'Nooks and crannies,' yes.

Perhaps this would be more accurate.

'Nooks and crannies,'

rather than 'alcoves.' Yeah.

You are going to do it, aren't you?

Mr. Waters will be very disappointed...

Of course I'm going to f***ing do it.

It's what I do.

Your friend was behaving

rather oddly this morning.

Oddly? How?

Well, he asked me about the baby,

and if I wanted a boy or a girl.

I said I didn't mind as long as

it's healthy, of course.

But then he gave me 200 euros

to give to the baby.

I refused, obviously,

but he was quite insistent.

Would you give it back to him

when you see him?

I don't want to appear ungrateful, but it

seemed like all the money he had.

- Do you know where he is now?

- He said he was going to the park.

Sorry, Ray.

I'm sorry.

Ray, don't!

F***ing hell!

Where the f*** did you come from?

- I was behind the thing.

- What the f*** are you doing, Ray?

What the f*** are you doing?

Nothing.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Oh, my God!

- You were gonna kill me.

- No, I wasn't.

You were gonna kill yourself!

I'm allowed to.

No, you're not!

What?

I'm not allowed to and you are?

How's that fair?

Can we go somewhere

and talk about this, please?

I wasn't gonna go

through with it, Ray.

You f***ing looked like you were

gonna go f***ing through with it.

Where'd you get that gun?

A friend of Harry's.

F***, man.

Let me see it.

Silencer, too.

Nice.

Mine's a bloody girl's gun.

I'm keeping it.

Pardon me?

Give me me gun back.

You're not getting it back.

You're a suicide case.

And you were trying to shoot me

in the f***ing head.

You're not getting

that gun back.

A great day this has

turned out to be.

I'm suicidal,

me mate tries to kill me,

me gun gets nicked

and we're still in f***ing Bruges.

Listen, I'm gonna give you some money

and put you on a train somewhere.

Back to England?

You can't go back to England, Ray.

You'd be a dead man!

(CRYING) I want to be a dead man.

Have you been missing something?

You don't want to be

a dead man, Ray.

I killed a little boy!

Then save the next little boy.

Just go away somewhere,

get out of this business

and try to do something good.

You're not gonna

help anybody dead.

You're not gonna

bring that boy back.

But you might save the next one.

What am I gonna be, a doctor?

You need exams.

Do anything, Ray.

Do anything.

RAY:
What a wanker!

He said this whole trip,

this whole being in Bruges thing,

was just to give you one last,

joyful memory before you died.

In Bruges?

(LAUGHING)

The Bahamas, maybe.

Why f***ing Bruges?

I suppose it's cheaper.

(WOMAN ANNOUNCING ON PA)

The rest of the acid

and the ecstasy.

Can I have me gun back, please?

What am I gonna do, Ken?

- What am I gonna do?

- Just keep moving.

Keep on moving.

Try not to think about it.

Learn a new language, maybe?

Sure, I can hardly do English.

That's one thing

I like about Europe, though.

You don't have to learn

any of their languages.

Just forget about home for a while.

See how the land lies

in six years, seven years.

Seven years is not that long.

It's longer than that boy got.

Me first f***ing job.

Great hitman I turned out to be.

Some people just aren't

cut out for it, Ray.

Are you?

When are you

going back to England?

I'll head back in a couple

of hours or something.

Harry's not gonna be mad at you,

is he? For letting me go?

I'll sort out Harry.

Just tell him I'll have probably

killed meself in a fortnight, anyway.

You won't, will you, Ray?

Harry? It's Ken.

Listen to this noise.

Do you know what that is?

Yeah, I know you know it's a train.

Do you know what train?

Well, it's a train that Ray just

got on, and he's alive and he's well,

and he doesn't know where he's going

and neither do I.

So if you need to do your worst,

do your worst.

You've got the address of the hotel.

I'll be here waiting.

Because I've got to quite

like Bruges, now.

It's like a f***ing

fairytale or something.

(PHONE BANGING)

Harry.

Harry!

What?

It's an inanimate f***ing object.

You're an inanimate f***ing object!

(CLEARS THROAT)

Now, you lot be good for your mummy

and Imamoto, okay?

'Cause Daddy's got to

go away for a few days.

Where are you going?

I've got to go to Bruges.

Bruges? Where's that?

It's in Belgium.

Why would anybody

have to go to Belgium?

'Cause I've got to

sort something out.

Is it something

to do with the phone?

It's something to do with Ken.

It's a matter of honor.

Well, it ain't gonna

be dangerous, is it?

Well, of course it's gonna be dangerous

if it's a matter of f***ing honor!

You are bringing the fellas with you?

Tell me you're bringing

the fellas with you.

Harry.

I'm sorry for calling you

an inanimate object.

I was upset.

(TRAIN BRAKES SCREECHING)

You're Irish?

Yes.

What is your name?

Derek Perlurrl.

You hit the Canadian.

You hit the Canadian.

I 'heet' the Canadian?

I don't know what you're talking about.

That's him!

That's the motherf***er.

You hit the Canadian, yeah?

Canadian? Sh*t.

(HANDCUFFS CLICKING)

- We're taking you back to Bruges.

- Brilliant.

Aye aye.

YURI:
Take your pick, Mr. Waters.

(CHUCKLES) An Uzi?

I'm not from South Central

Los f***ing Angeles.

I didn't come here to shoot 20 black

I want a normal gun

for a normal person.

I knew he wouldn't kill the guy.

I could see it in his eyes when I was

telling him about the alcoves.

- About the what?

- The alcoves.

The alcoves in the

Koningin Astrid Park.

Oh, I also have some dumdums.

You use this word,'dumdums'?

The bullets that make the head explode?

Dumdums, yeah.

Would you like some

of these dumdums?

I know I shouldn't,

but I will.

Motherf***er.

Is he talking to me?

No, Eirik's on your side,

Mr. Waters.

Your young friend

blinded him last night.

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