In Our Name

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This film contains prolonged violent scenes, very strong language,

some scenes which some viewers may find upsetting and some scenes of a sexual nature

PANTING:

Come on! Get your f***ing arses up that hill

or I'll make your f***ing eyes bleed!

Come on, get them f***ing legs up!

Are you taking the piss out of me, soldier?

Then say it! Come on.

The last man's going to have to do this all f***ing again.

Keep it going. Push it.

Keep going. Come on!

Private Jackson, you should be munching f***ing carpet for a living

instead of being a soldier! Come on!

I tell you, the more beer I have, the better you look to me.

Especially being stuck here.

Oh, there's a lot of love coming from here, isn't there?

Can you feel it?

I wondered why you were always together. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Aye, you were the only men in bloody Basra.

How long have we been here? About an hour.

It's been an hour and ten minutes exactly.

Load of SHITE!

- Hey, let's get some beers.

- Oh, leave her be, man.

Hiya, love. Can we get, probably, 12 beers?

I don't have any more beers. You drank them all.

- What? Already?

- Hey, hey, hey!

Give that back.

F***ing leave her be, man. Give her it back.

ALL TALK LOUDLY AT ONCE

Have you got...?

Paul, do you want a Bacardi and Coke or something, sweetheart?

F*** off.

Eh? Excuse me, pet. Sorry, sorry.

What's up with you, crabby?

Nah.

Got a face on you like a smacked arse.

Just tired. Want to get home.

What the f*** is going on with this train?

Signal failure or something.

Here, get that down you.

Oh, f***ing hell.

Evil.

Do you want to go for a pint before we go home?

- No, I can't.

- Come on, one. Say goodbye properly.

- Why, you going to miss me, like?

- F*** off!

No. I've gotta get back.

ENGINE STARTS:

Oh, hang on.

CHEERING That us moving, is it?

'Ey, man!

You all right, babe? Waiting for Mummy to come?

CHATTER:

- This is surreal, like.

- Mmm.

Good to be back.

F***ing freezing, though.

It is, isn't it?

CHEERING Oh, no way, man.

- Is that your house?

- No way. No.

- Flag outside.

This is it.

Yeah. Listen, erm, thanks.

Thanks? What for?

You know.

Piss off. Come here.

- You take care, right?

- Yeah.

- Let me buy you that pint.

- Oh, you're damn right.

I'll speak to you soon.

Come here, you!

- I am going to kill you for this later.

- You're gorgeous.

Oh, give over, I'm rough as!

Look who's here!

CHEERING:

Little one! Hey, look at you.

Come here and give us a hug, pet.

Charming!

Hiya.

Hiya, Dad.

I've been travelling for ages.

All right, we're not making a porno!

God. It's completely different in here!

- Oh, you look f***ing amazing with that tan, darling.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- I've been travelling for, like, 12 hours.

Hey, there's loads of people downstairs.

- F*** 'em.

- You're on heat, mister.

Stop, hey.

Come on, me mam's downstairs.

Can I come in, little one?

Look at you.

Look how much you've grown.

Hey, come here and give us a hug, yeah?

I'll show you me medal, if you like.

Come on. I've travelled a long, long way to see you.

Aren't you pleased to see me?

I like your outfit.

Are you trying to be like Mam?

Come off it, Cass, speak to me.

Fine.

Come on, give order, please.

Quiet, please. Come on, come on.

Bloody hell, it's like the wash house in here.

Right.

Unaccustomed as I am, and all that bollocks...

but I felt today, such a momentous coco...

occasion... Caucasian, occasion!

..that I've gotta say a few words.

This is a proud day for all of us.

That girl there, the mother of my son's child, has come

back from some hellish place to this perfect home in one perfect piece.

Suzy, you're looking great, kid.

You're looking healthy, you're looking strong,

you're looking wiser, and I can see in those peepers a new sparkle.

I'll tell you what - I bet she's got some stories to tell us.

Come on, Dad, get a f***ing move on, man.

Watch your mouth, son.

I don't want to show you up in front of all these people.

- Ooh!

- Come on, what you talking about?

Now, I've got to admit.

I did have my reservations, but Suzy, I'm going to add you to

a long line of Jacksons that have served in the forces,

- that have made this country safe for all of us.

- Hear, hear.

Welcome back, kid. God bless you and good luck.

To our Suzy, the hard-arsed soldier.

To our Suzy, the hard-arsed soldier.

- Come on, Suzy, get up here and say a few words.

- Oh, no.

Go on, go on.

- Speech!

- Speech, speech, speech, speech!

Erm, ooh, I nearly fell over there.

Er, God, the last time I was talking to a crowd like this,

- I had a machine gun in my hands.

- Oh, don't shoot! Don't shoot!

- F***ing hell, man, what have you come as?

- I'm an Afghani.

- Aye, a fanny, more like it.

- Pissed-up Arab.

- Getting there, getting there.

- F***ing shoot him, come on.

Erm, well, I don't know what to say.

It's just cracking to get back.

Erm, a bit of Boro life is long overdue.

I can't wait to spend some time with my fella and my little girl.

God knows what they've been getting up to without me.

I can't wait to see what the rest of the house looks like.

Erm, yeah, just wanted to say thanks to all of yous.

You've made me feel proper welcome back. Cheers.

Sorry.

APPLAUSE:

- You all right?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Bloody Arabs!

Hey.

- Hey.

- You all right?

Yeah.

- Going to come to bed, babe?

- Yeah, in a minute.

Yeah, eight months of celibacy's getting the better of me.

I just want to watch her sleep for a while.

She'll still be there in the morning.

I just can't believe how much she's changed.

- All right, another five minutes.

- Go on, I'll be in in a bit.

CREAKING:

Hey!

Stop, you little bastards!

F***!

You... Oh! F***ing little shits!

OK, Corporal, we've got the military prisoner ready for interrogating.

- Right, can I take it off now?

- I'm going to take it off, babe.

- Babe, you've got some grip on you there.

- Mark.

- Stop squeezing my hand.

- Can I just take it off?

- (Get over there.)

- Mark.

- No, you can't take it off.

- Mark.

- Babe, you're not playing properly.

- Mark!

- Just stand still.

- I'm standing still.

Right, there you go. Go round.

For God's sake, man.

And again, and again, and again, go on, keep going, babe.

- Mark! Just stop it.

- Keep going round...

- Mark!

Ta-da! So?

The caravan. Well, I'd never have guessed.

Ah, she likes it, babe. It's proper pimped out in here.

Got flatscreen DVD, a Jacuzzi in the back, swimming pool outside.

- Come on, little pudding, going to help Daddy with the bags?

- Yeah.

Come on, then.

Got keys?

- What you got in there?

- All sorts. That everything, is it?

That's it. Ah, it's windy out there.

What do you want to do now, then?

I was kinda thinking we could, er,

drop the little one into the kids' club and spend a bit

of overdue you and me time, babe.

You must be joking, Mark. I'm actually getting somewhere here.

OK. All right.

Cass, are you hungry?

Is that a no?

Wait, wait, wait, wait, oh.

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