Keeping Rosy Page #4

down and it would go away? Did you?!

I don't know! Did you?!

You f***ing b*tch, trying to mug me

off, you f***!

Where's that memory stick?

Where's the stick?!

You don't know who you're dealing

with, you stuck-up Tampax mug!

Try and burn me out, try and make

me disappear like your cleaner?

F***ing b*tch, get off me!

You f***ing touch me?!

You f***ing b*tch!

You are f***ing... You are f***ed!

Where are you going?!

Where are you going?!

You're going nowhere!

Give me that stick!

I want it now! I threw...

I threw it away. Bollocks you did!

SHE SCREAMS:

It's in my coat! It's in my coat.

What pocket? F***!

Give me that stick!

What difference does it make?

You can still have the money!

It makes a lot of difference now.

I'm taking the baby.

What? I know people, and that is

50 large in my pocket.

I will give you 50...

I'm having all your money!

I'm having the motor,

I'm having the baby!

So, just do as you're told and you

can go back to your nice shiny life.

There's nothing you can do. It was

never your kid in the first place.

It's mine now.

We...

We can work this out. Yeah?

The first time I saw him was when

he burst in this morning.

And you've never met him before?

No.

Never heard her talk about him?

No, I don't think so, no.

Did you notice anything else out of

the ordinary about your sister when

you came to stay?

ROSY GURGLES:

Who's this?

It's my sister, Rosy.

Hello.

You want your mummy?

Here's Mummy.

Thank you.

Thank you.

It's OK.

Ssshhhh.

It's OK.

It's OK.

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