Lies We Tell Page #2

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I will. Thanks, Ruth.

[woman speaking indistinctly

over PA system]

["See-Line Woman"

playing in background]

[both laugh]

[music stops]

[cell phone ringing]

Shh. It's Mum.

Hello.

No, don't worry.

I'll find him, Mummy.

Okay.

Okay.

[cell phone beeps]

Is everything all right?

I'm going to need your help.

My little brother's run away.

How old is he?

He's 19.

But he's got

learning difficulties.

[dance music thumping faintly]

[Amber] Look, I can't go in

there dressed like this.

Can you just pop your head

around the corner

and see if he's there?

I'm not popping

me bloody head in there.

It's only a bar.

It's hardly

the Dog and Duck, is it?

He's just a kid. Look.

Okay.

[tires screech]

I'll just be a second.

Let me see that picture.

[dance music playing]

[laughter]

[drums playing]

Who are you, bro?

[drums playing]

[cheers and applause]

[giggling]

[crowd chanting]

F*** off.

Right, fat boy, off limits.

[crowd shouting and cheering]

[drums resume]

[man] Y'all know my man

Pudding!

And y'all know KD!

[crowd chanting]

Are you ready, boys?

One, two, three...

bong's away!

[cheers and applause]

[engines revving]

[Amber]

Is he there?

Mm-hmm.

[speaks indistinctly]

Kiss him and I'll cut

your f***ing tongue out.

Only for you, bro.

[Donald] Why does he keep

looking at me?

Don't worry about him.

I know him.

[horns honking,

engines revving]

[honking fades]

You want me to take you

back to Bradford?

[metal clangs]

- Where's Pinoo?

- Whoa.

Not in front of the pig.

You know swine's haram.

Yo, Babylon!

I seen ya.

F***in' Babylon.

Call Pinoo.

Can you call

my brother, please?

You asking me a favor?

[cell phone chimes]

[KD] Gingey?

Pinoo. Get him.

Pinoo, bro. Go home.

Your mother.

[chuckles]

Okay, after you finish,

bro, okay?

Yeah.

Love you too, bro.

Pinoo know

how to show respect.

Do you want me to say thanks?

No.

Just kiss my little mouse.

He miss you.

Leave him!

Leave him!

[Amber shouting]

F***ing sh*t!

Get... stop it!

You all right, mate?

Where the f*** are you going?

You can't leave him like this.

Right, you park yourself

up there.

Point your f***ing eyes

in that direction.

You see any lights,

shout and run like f***.

You know what he's like.

Hey, imagine the headline.

"Sperm stealers." [laughs]

[sighs]

- [barking]

- Oh, for f***'s sake.

Cinders. Cinders!

[barking]

[Amber] Hello.

[chuckles]

[Billy] Cinders!

Now then, all right?

I... I... I need to speak

to Donald. Does he...

You want to talk to him?

What for?

Cinders, Cinders,

f***ing hell, get here.

One word from me, love,

and she just does

whatever she wants.

[whines]

You, uh...

sure you thinking

of the right Donald?

- Dopey twat with glasses?

- [line ringing]

[sighs] So you don't

work with Heather.

You don't work with him

You're obviously not related.

You're not a mate

of Amy's, are you?

I, um...

came to apologize.

We were cousins.

Oh.

He was my cousin.

We grew up together...

in the same house.

On my 16th birthday,

our parents took us

to Pakistan.

The second we landed...

they told us

we were getting married.

I didn't want to marry KD.

He didn't want to marry me.

But we knew...

we just knew there was no way

that we were getting back

to England unless we did.

So as best friends,

we made a deal.

We pretended to get married.

How... how do you pretend

to get married?

Haven't you ever said something

you didn't mean?

We said yes...

just so we could get

back home to Bradford.

But he changed his mind.

As far as the world

was concerned, I was his wife.

And he could do

whatever he wanted.

So I had two choices.

Kill myself...

or lie to get a divorce.

So what did you do?

I killed myself, Donald.

[chuckles]

No, I mean seriously.

[gunshots]

Run!

The bastard's onto us! Run!

- [man] Billy!

- [Amber] What?

[man] I know it's you!

Get the f*** off my land!

[Billy]

Sorry about that.

I'm getting a bit too old for

this sperm-stealing lark.

[Amber laughs]

Demi and I went back

a long way.

To be absolutely frank,

when he first raised the issue,

I considered it a favor

rather than a recommendation,

and your move to London

was a fait accompli.

However...

now that circumstances

have changed,

I was hoping you'd reconsider.

We don't want

to lose you, Amber.

Really?

Thank you.

I'm flattered.

Um, but as you know,

I still have

one more exam to sit.

Oh, a mere formality

from what I hear.

Hearsay.

If it's not proven,

it's not true.

One of the first things

that you taught me, Mr. Quest.

[sewing machine running]

Why doesn't Abu just give

him his share of the land?

It's not like

we're ever going back.

He would rather die.

It would be better to die than

apologize to that bastard.

How can you make me go there

after everything?

When are you going to stop

judging us by British standards?

You should thank Allah

you were 16 and not 12.

Go, put this on.

[man whispering prayers]

[speaks foreign language]

[speaking softly]

[children laugh]

[Pinoo] We're friends!

We're friends again!

Come on, Amber.

Don't you think it's time

we let bygones be bygones?

Oi, Faz.

No one would guess

you are a hafiz, bro.

How come you don't wear

a beard?

It's a shame we spend

so much time

trying to look

like our honorable Prophet...

sallallahu

alayhi wa sallam...

instead of acting like him.

[speaking foreign language]

Well said.

[voice fades] It was worth

coming all the way...

I hate him, Donald.

I hate him.

I think you've got

to forget all about this.

- You're going to London...

- It's not just about me.

The thought of him being

anywhere near my family.

It makes my flesh crawl.

Do you honestly think

that it's gonna make

a blind bit of difference

if you stay in Bradford?

Honestly, do you?

I've got something for you.

Now, this might cheer you up

a little bit.

There's a little bit here,

and I wasn't able to, um...

couldn't quite get that bit.

Thank you, Donald.

Will you keep it safe for me

until I've

actually passed my exams?

So what happened to, "Donald,

I've passed, I've passed"?

I know, I...

I made a promise

to someone.

Oh, aye, okay, well...

I'll keep it for you.

Thank you.

[clucking]

[squawks, laughs]

[squawks]

[urinating]

- Billy!

- Oh.

Sorry.

I was desperate.

Bleach.

Bottom-left cupboard.

Marry me, Amber.

What, with

your filthy habit?

I could change

for the right woman.

[chuckles] Coffee?

At this time?

I'd never sleep.

- It's only 5:
00.

- Already?

[barks]

[Billy] She's been a right b*tch

since she got pregnant.

- Leave her alone.

- [barks]

See? Told you.

It's like

she doesn't know us.

Nearly had me bloody

fingers off yesterday.

I don't blame you

for biting someone...

[kisses]

who pisses in the sink.

[whispers] He's disgusting,

isn't he?

Yeah, not very nice, shh.

[wind whistling]

Billy! Billy!

Where the f*** are you?!

Billy?

What you doing with that?

Put it f***ing down!

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