Inbred Page #3

One sweet thing.

- That's it.

- What thing is going to die?

Not really, it's recycling.

That's it.

It's a community service game

designed to generate funds

while it turns on central skills

needed for today's society.

To do what?

It just means astricting

anything of value that is left

and forking on basically.

Exactly.

- And why didn't you say that?

- Exactly.

Mind the nettles, Zeb.

- Tim, get out!

- Tim, out of there, please.

Zeb, come on.

Dwight, get the barrow.

Come on! Chomp, chomp!

Come on. Here you go. Here's a

ladder, right. Here's another one.

Right, there's a toolbox.

Okay, you got that?

Right.

- You see this?

- Right, it's Dwight's.

- Ooh, the wheelbarrow, Zeb!

- Be careful! Careful.

- Just wait for us!

- Maybe we should leave a note?

Yeah, well maybe someone

should be here to help us.

What, did you arrange for

somebody to come and help us?

Yeah, of course I arranged for

someone to come and help us.

Where are they?

I don't know.

Well, we can't take those

without telling someone.

Well, maybe we should give a note.

Copper, aluminum,

brass, zinc, solenoids.

You are amazed what

treasures we gonna ...

Yeah, but Jeff, how are we

supposed to know what is what?

Because I've got a checklist here and

I'm going to split into two teams.

Okay A-Team,

it's you, Sam, and me

and Zeb, Dwight

and Jeff in the B team.

The team to get the most

valuable material wins.

- Win what?

- Well there was no prize, Zeb.

- What's the point then?

- Prize is sense of achievement.

Okay, twenty quid the A team wins.

- Oh, come on, Jeffry.

What you waiting for?

Put your money, they

ain't gonna loose.

All right.

Why the bloody hell not?

You're on. High five.

Come on kid.

Listen guys, I just

wanted to say that

if you have anything to chat to me about

anything, I'm there you know , if not

we don't spend that

much time on our own, but,

yeah, I just wanted

you to know that.

It's not just about finding copper,

you know, this weekend,

it's about just

having a bit of fun, and ...

- Yeah. Cheers Kate.

- Yeah.

- Am I?

- You are ... beautiful.

Right. Well, kind of take a look

in there, so let's just start.

I don't know, I mean, I think

these are Mark IIIs, you know and

pretty sure the copper's back in

there. Nothing much is down there.

- Yeah, is copper good?

- Yeah, copper's worth much.

- Is it?

- Yeah.

Let's go on out there.

- What the f*** you think you're doing?

- Sorry, Jeff.

Now stop vandalizing and salvage!

There is a difference.

How are we going to find anything

we need? This is a sh*t hole.

What?

Look at the place.

We're not actually going to

do it, that's what I want.

- F*** that, man.

- Yeah.

F*** it. Let's just f*** it up.

- Come on Zeb!

- F*** it!

Come on, come on, come on!

Oh yeah.

F*** it up, babe.

- Get up!

- Oh sh*t!

- Right. Which one first?

- Ehh, then I'll do this one, huh?

- It's a Mark II, and I think

these have got copper to it.

Okay, okay, how do

you know it's a Mark II?

- Well, it says there, isn't it?

- Right from there also have.

I do not know it.

- Is the lines okay?

- Yeah.

Chop! Chop!

Watch yourself on this, Tim.

Alright. Okay.

That was Jeff's twenty quid.

Are you alright? Go on. Are you

willing to pick up the toolbox, Kate?

Here you go.

- Yeah, yeah, I just gotta find cups.

- Okay.

What is that?

- Stink center.

- Come here.

Hello?

Oh, wicked.

Knock it out.

Oh well, that is lead in there.

F***ing Jesus.

Hey, I got copper

cable for you there.

Jeff?

Hello? Who's there?

Guys! Guys!

Please, what are you thinking?

Chill out, please.

Just calm down.

You know, you can't just smash

things up all day long. alright.

Why?

I believe if you continue, I'll say

you screwed up the weekend.

There's a good

chance you'll go to jail.

Well , bull if Jeff's unit say that.

Well, you're right then.

I'll probably wouldn't.

Just toe the line, alright?

Yo, Sam. Come here.

What?

- It wasn't me.

- I didn't say it was.

- Do not want to go find out what it is?

- Yeah.

What do you think it is?

The grass burns easy.

It's oil based. Come on!

Tim?

Sam?

- What is it?

- I don't know.

F***!

It's an animal!

Those sick bastards!

Sam, I'm going to free this one.

Come on, man.

It's alright. Come on, man.

Go ahead! Go ahead.

Go on kid.

- That's our sense of achievement.

- Yeah.

Oh f***!

Kate!

Kate!

Kate!

Kate!

Kate!

Kate!

Kate!

Hello pretty.

Time for one of your five a day.

Give it to me, girl.

Don't worry, girl.

We've got this for your boyfriend.

Let him go now.

Now!

Let him go.

- Tim! Get Jeff!

- Jeff!

What are you doing to us?

Freak!

- What is going on?

- He was attacking Tim and Sam.

- Let me go, you f***ing twat!

- Shut up!

Alright. Alright.

Let him go.

Can someone mind telling

me what's going on here?

These sick bastards. They ...

come in a manner of ...

It was assaulting Sam,

So I hit him with a spade.

He's smoking at me twice!

Hey you!

Be quiet!

Maybe he's only lacking ...

And he was burning

live animals as well.

- Burning animals?

- Yeah, they're all sick.

Those are my f***ing tools.

Ask me how it must

have gotten there.

- Alright. They're your tools, huh.

- Hmm.

You have a ...

so you have them, alright.

There you go. We obey you.

We back off. Just go!

If you come any one of them kids again

with so much as a bloody runner bean ...

I swear to God

I will bloody do you.

She wants it all.

Take your tools and piss off

okay, and I'm warning you.

Ooh, my tools gonna be up her arse.

Right up to its brouts.

Get out! Go away. Go!

F*** up you filthy bastards.

Go on. Get out!

Just get out!

Before I knock your f***ing skull off!

Sh*t! Jeff! Are you okay?

Oh God.

It's okay, I'm fine.

Oh, Jesus!

It's alright. It's okay.

No, Zeb! Get us off the field!

We need phone an ambulance, Jeff.

Where's your phone?

They're at the house.

Timmy, give me a

tourniquet, a rope or a belt.

We can't give up. Quick!

That's right.

Hold the cut.

- It's okay, it's okay.

- F***!

We need some help!

Stop!

Dwight!

Go and find something.

We need to take him down the hill.

Quick!

Let me tell thee all,

the fate that did befall...

Hey by, hey by grown.

When outsiders came and

tried to stake a claim ...

Hey by, hey by grown.

Next thing got the note, they want to go...

Hey by, hey by go.

So we pulled down father's

jacks and chop off all his legs...

Somebody please call an ambulance!

Mr. Lockwood, please,

please call an ambulance!

Bloody nora.

Brendan, get this on. Get him in

the kitchen, put him on the table.

No, no we need a phone.

He needs an ambulance.

He's losing most of the blood, please.

Basically he's ...

It's all right love. Let's get him

comfortable till ambulance arrives.

That's a good forty miles of country

roads. It will be at least an hour.

We can't wait an hour.

He's lost too much blood.

That's how long it takes.

Jeff.

Jeff!

- Okay. Be careful with him.

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