Kidulthood Page #7
- I will.
- But before you go...
I'm gonna make sure you remember
that you don't f*** with Curtis.
Trevor...
I want you to carve a C from the corner
of him eye to the corner of him mouth.
- Me?
- Yes...
you.
I want you
from here to here.
Carve the f***ing line.
No, let him.
Cut him.
Man.
Man, please!
Please!
No.
No!
Good.
Trevor... come.
Come here.
Trevor!
Please.
The best thing you
could do right now is f*** off...
and get an abortion of Sam's baby.
Because he don't want you,
and Trife don't want you either.
What, has he said that?
- Who wants a sket like you?
- Has he told you he don't want me.
Yeah.
Now f*** off, isn't it.
What's up with your girlfriend,
though? F***ing Sam.
No wonder Trife dashed her, man,
she's a f***ing ho like.
I know.
I couldn't be like that.
Only give my things
to special mans like you.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Becks, can we go?
- Where, to the party?
- No, I just wanna go home.
Well, I'm not ready.
- Becky, please, can we just go?
- Look, go if you wanna go.
Don't come to the party tonight, be a
boring cow. I'm staying with this lot.
You know what,
just do what you want, yeah?
Fat c*nt.
I f***ed that grl
a few weeks ago, blood.
Every day for a week
when she's supposed to be your girl.
Why aren't you speaking to me?
So this party, where is it?
are you?
You saw what they done to my mum.
Where is it?
Nice invite.
- I don't think you should go.
- Why not?
I just think this thing with them lot
should stop or someone's gonna get hurt.
Your mum's all right
and you got me.
Stay here tonight,
we can f*** all night.
Promise me you'll stay.
All right, I promise.
I just wanna go home and check on
my mum, make sure she's all right.
- Cool. I'll see you later.
- Yeah, I'll see you later.
Alisa!
Alisa!
Wait. Alisa!
- What you doing?
- I'm going home. I only live over there.
- Your hand's bleeding, are you okay?
- Oh, sh*t.
Yeah, yeah.
- Have you been crying?
- No.
You look like you have.
Are you coming to Blake's party?
Oh, no, I'm really n
in the mood.
Come on, come with us.
I don't know.
You look like you need to be around
some friends to cheer yourself up.
Yeah.
I promise I'll do anything I can
to get you smiling again.
And how are you gonna do that?
Come on, come with me.
Okay. Let me just go home
and get changed, yeah?
But I'm only gonna come, like,
if I can hang out with you.
H, ths s Alsa.
Please, leave...
Trife... enter, my friend.
While the parents are away and what not.
Want some of this?
It's Cuban.
Where's Alisa?
She's inside.
I think she went into the garden.
Bruv...
blood, sorry, man.
I'll see you later.
Sorry, bruv.
- What you doing?
- So, what, he's your man now?
No, but at least he's been nice to me
today. Look, what do you want?
I wanted to say hello, isn't it.
- Hello.
- How you doing?
If you wanna say something to me,
then say it and leave me alone.
- Hey, what happened to your hand?
- I got it cut.
- Are you all right?
- It's fine.
No, are you all right?
- So what do you do today?
- Nothing that would interest you.
Look, Lis, can we go somewhere
a bit more private, please?
So, what, where is he, then?
I don't know, I just saw him
come out here.
I'm going back in, man. This is...
I don't know why
I come to your party, man.
- So what time you staying till?
- Cool, baby, we just got here, like.
True, it'll probably
get better later.
Would be better
if Blake weren't such a chief.
Look at him trying
to friends up Jay.
I mean... I'd consider this
a success, wouldn't you?
Jay, did I mention
how sharp you look.
Go away, Blake.
I know you tried to speak to me earlier
and I didn't want to listen...
but I wanna talk to you now.
Look, don't worry about your little
life, Trevor, I don't need your help.
And I'm sorry you had to hear
what you heard from Sam...
and I understand
that you don't want me...
but I thought you ought to know
All right. I know you never meant
to hurt me and blah, blah...
but before you carry on there's some
things I need to get off my head...
and if I don't,
I'm just gonna forget.
- Look, Trevor, you don't...
- Wait...
I'm on that, boy.
Excuse me, you came with me.
No, there's a difference.
You came with me.
But don't worry, though,
babes, like...
there's enough Moonies
to go around, isn't it, like.
So safe, yeah?
Yeah, Danielle,
what's going on then, man?
I see you at school the other day.
I wanted to come and talk to you...
but you're always with
your friends, man.
- You can still come up to me.
- No, but I don't like...
Please.
Danielle, I'm gonna come
chat to you in a sec, yeah?
So, with both your little buddies
doing there own thing...
is there anything
that you wanna do?
Like what?
Like me.
What?
Do you want to f*** me?
No, not really, I got a girl.
So? I won't tell her.
No, I like you.
He's a bit of a fool.
That's one of my best friends
you're talking about down there.
Look, do you wanna f*** or not?
You can put it in my arse as well.
It hurts, but I don't mind.
No, low it, man.
Hey, Danielle.
What I wanted to say s ths.
I know we were only going out
for a couple of months...
but it was fun, dred. You made me feel
like feel good, you get me?
I mean, not just sex. I mean, your
things feel good and everything, but...
you.
It was you.
But I didn't know what to do when you
started wanting hugs and that in school.
I started thinking about what the boys
would think and them stupidness there.
When I broke up with you,
I realised I was stupid.
I told everyone, "I ain't going back
out with her", but...
I wanted to.
When I found out you f***ed Sam,
it hurt me.
- Look, Trevor...
- Wait.
That hurt me.
That's why I said
what I said today.
I've seen some sh*t today...
You're one of the best things
in mine.
So even though
it's some next man's baby...
I wanna be with you.
And I wanna look after
you both.
Because...
I love you.
Why you laughing?
I said I love you.
- Trevor, I never slept with Sam.
- What?
I've been trying to tell you.
He lied. He told everyone
I went to his house.
He said I might as well go...
because he was gonna
tell everyone he f***ed me, but...
I never, I swear.
So, the baby...
You're the only one I've slept with.
It's yours.
- What's wrong?
- Sh*t.
- My mum's gonna kill me, man.
- Mine too.
Listen, listen, we're gonna work, yeah?
We'll stay together forever.
I'm not sure we will...
but we're gonna have this baby,
so, we should try.
Yeah, pussyhole, what now?
- You think you're a man? Get up.
- Sam don't!
No... you think you're bad?
You wanna act like a big man?
I'm gonna beat you
like a f***ing big man!
Where's your two boys? Because you
three pussyholes are finished tonight!
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