Jet Trash Page #5

Now you should have told

her what she was getting into.

Naughty Vix.

The best thing

I ever did, weren't it?

Knocking you up. Meant

you couldn't just run away.

All I ever wanted to do

was make a little money.

[EERIE SOUNDS FILL SCREEN]

Go on, back to mummy.

What's going to happen to them?

Make sure those two stay there.

What do you mean? You

said you'd let us go.

And there's me thinking

I wasn't gonna see your

lovely faces again, boys.

Oh, this is nice. Innit?

You're very quiet.

Nothing to say?

Even you, Lee?

Put them in the back.

I've got it from here,

boys. This is personal business.

[FAST PACED ACTION MUSIC BEGINS]

Stop there. Turn around.

On your knees.

You never forget

the smell of burnt flesh.

It sticks in

the back of your throat.

...little bit out of

hand, that's all, man, please.

- It haunts ya.

- Please.

Please.

LEE:

I'm so sorry, brother.

["OH, CHRISTMAS TREE"

PIANO MUSIC]

- F***.

- Mike-

Why did you just slash him?

Why didn't you f***ing kill him?

It's a soul.

Come on.

Come on, get on,

get on, get on.

Get her to shut up!

I swear to Christ.

Hold on to me.

Lee!

No!

Vix!

Hold on.

Get out of the car.

He took my little

girl because of you.

Yeah, well, you did

what you needed to do then.

- Come on, Vix.

- Look, we need to go to Shay's.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Please, no trouble!

Please just listen

to me, I'll make this right.

Is there anywhere I

can clean her up, please?

Come.

Come and sit down.

Tell me, what

happened? What do you need?

Boys, we're in India.

Every day dozens of

people come to me

asking for

hundreds of dollars. Every day.

Where did the others go?

The English ones. Do you know?

Yeah.

Take me there.

He's gonna kill us, Shay.

Look, we got nobody

else to go to, Shay.

Thanks, Shay.

Thank you, mate.

Sorry, sir. But we are

closed for business today.

Give me my son back.

Now you've got

something that I want.

Marlowe?

Let him go, Marlowe.

These two people have got

nothing to do with this.

It's a

horrible business. Horrible.

Please release my son.

Then throw me your gun.

Do it.

Now is not the time to

negotiate, you'll understand.

There's a good boy.

Let him go now, mate.

Release him now,

Marlowe. Come on.

I think we know how

this plays out, lads, don't we?

Anil?

Please.

Just take the gun

away from his head!

Why are you

always running to his rescue?

He's the one that

fucks everything up.

You can't fix it,

Solomon. Not this time.

You're the one pointing a

gun at a seven year old boy.

You coward!

I'm no liar! I don't run.

You think I can run from this?

When you do something,

you stand up like a man.

You take your punishment.

You f***ed up everybody's

life. Do you not know that?

[LOW RUMBLING AMBIENCE]

See you soon, brother.

You can't joke a joker.

Alright, mate!

Bloody tourists.

Baby, you stay in the car, okay?

You don't go anywhere.

Get out of the car.

After all the trouble you've

caused me, I've earned this.

You don't have to do this.

You don't have to run off.

Alright. It's

madness. And I wanted to say,

I've been trying to say that...

Maybe in the next life.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

What you did back there, your

brother would have been proud.

MIKE:

This is home.

SOL:
So, what, you're

just gonna stay here?

MIKE:

Yeah.

SOL:

Good luck, Mike.

MIKE:

Wait.

Merry Christmas.

I'm keeping your deposit.

Is it still Christmas?

I think it's

Boxing Day, actually.

How much have we got in the bag?

[JAZZ MUSIC BEGINS]

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