Little Deaths

Richard.

[Gasping]

Sh*t.

Jesus, Vee.

I told you once.

It's not right.

You're my wife.

Don't be such a bore.

I saw her today...

by the park.

I want you to

be careful there,

after what

happened last time.

F***, careful?

You want this

as much as I do.

[Kissing sound]

We all have

appetites, Richard.

Some of us just

have different tastes.

[Kissing sound]

[Woman, inaudible]

Yeah, me too.

Someone will

turn up soon.

Oy, that bloke's

watching us.

Where?

Over there.

Ya, I've see him hanging

around here before?

What direction?

Pig or pervert.

Same difference.

[Sighing]

Jesus, it's cold.

[Exhales]

You just need a decent meal inside you.

Get some meat

on those bones.

F***ing rats eat

better than we do.

Well, rats aren't

fussy, are they?

You've got

expensive tastes.

I do wish you'd eat a decent

meal sometimes, Richard.

I had a sandwich

at the club.

Who was there?

J ust Oharles, some

of the boys.

Any news?

Nothing ever

happens anymore.

What else dld

you get up to?

Stopped at the park.

And?

She was there.

He was too.

He's always with her.

No, they often split

up in the afternoon.

Better for business

I would've thought.

Tomorrow then.

I'll leave

work early.

What do you

want for dinner?

Well, whatever.

She'll eat whatever

you put in front of her.

They always do.

H m.

There was that one

girl wouldn't eat fish.

Spent hours on

the Dover sole.

Pearls before

f***ing swine.

Well, If she

wants to be fussy,

she'll be sent

straight to bed

without any supper,

won't she? [Chuckling]

I'm going to

get an early one.

N ight, Vee.

Greasy.

I'll clean

up before bed.

Don't be too long.

I want to get a

good night's sleep

and don't need

you disturbing me.

I'll just be

a few mlnutes.

Good night, darling.

Vee...

Yes?

Do you ever

think it's wrong?

It's just

a bit of fun.

They get a meal and

a few quid out of it.

Besldes, no one

gets hurt.

M uch.

I don't have change

for that, mate.

No need.

What do you want? H m?

I'm not in the

game or nothing.

I hope not.

So what do you want?

I'm Richard.

Richard Gull.

Sorrow.

I just have

one question.

Do you know Jesus?

I've never

met the man.

Well, he knows you.

Yeah, well, I get

about a bit, don't I?

Oan't be expected to

remember everybody.

Listen, um,

my wife and I,

we believe in doing what

little we can to help those

less fortunate

than ourselves,

a meal, a hot bath, a

few pounds in the pocket.

Perhaps even a sense

of possibility.

You know, we like

to think

we give a small amount of hope

to those who cross our paths.

It's not much in a world

as cruel as this one

but it's something.

You and your wife?

Victoria. You'll

like her.

Everybody does.

It's a nice ride.

I admit the Lord has been good to me.

I reckon.

So is this a present then or

do you have to pay him back?

One thing, my wife and I

take our faith seriously.

I'd appreciate it

if you respected that.

Yeah, yeah, sorry.

Don't be.

Let's just enjoy what the good

Lord has provided, shall we?

Darling.

Hello. I'm Victoria.

Sorrow.

I wouldn't normally

welcome Sorrow into my home

but in your case

I'll make an exception.

Oheers.

So, how's dinner

coming along?

Very nicely.

But perhaps Sorrow would like

to clean up before we eat.

Richard will show you

where everything is.

Wonderful. And we can

chat properly later.

I'm really very

pleased to meet you.

[Ioud footsteps]

[Water pouring]

[Knocklng at door]

Here you are.

Oheers.

Well, you just relax

and enjoy yourself.

Feel free to use

whatever's there.

No hurry. Dinner won't be

ready for a little while yet.

You do eat lamb?

Whatever.

Well, um, have

a nlce bath.

Oh, we thought you might enjoy

a small aperitif before dinner.

What?

A glass of wlne.

Yeah. Oheers.

How's it going?

Too good for

the likes of her.

Sorrow, I ask you.

She's all right then?

She's perfect.

You are clever.

I feel like a little

girl on Ohristmas morning.

Oh, I didn't think bad

girls like you got presents.

[Chuckling]

H m.

[Gentle knocklng]

(Vlctorla)

Sorrow?

Yeah?

I'm just golng

to set dlnner.

Oool, I 'll be

a minute.

Wonderful.

I can't walt for

you to taste thls.

(Rlchard, off) For what

we are about to recelve,

may the Lord make

us truly grateful.

And thanks unto him for

delivering Sorrow to our doorstep.

The Lord Jesus

is a caring shepherd

and watches over even the most

hopelessly lost of his flock.

Amen.

This looks delicious.

I just hope

Sorrow enjoys it.

I'm actually

not that hungry.

Well, eat

what you can.

Richard, pour her

some more wine.

Are you not-are you not having any?

We don't drink.

But we do llke o

provlde for our guests.

H m. You don't know

what you're missing.

Tell you what, Sorrow,

you just help yourself.

[Wlne pourlng]

So, tell me Sorrow,

how did you end up

sleeping rough?

Don't worry. You

can confide in me.

I've heard very many

hard luck stories.

Some of them

quite shocking.

It's true.

Rlchard gets qulte

overcome sometlmes.

I do admire a man

who's not afraid to cry.

My father always said he

was a bit of a weakling

but men have to move with

the times, don't they?

U h, really there's

not that much to tell.

But there must be.

You'll feel so much better

for getting it off your chest.

So what

was it? Drugs?

Or was bad old Daddy sneaking

in for a quickie every night?

[Chuckling] I bet that's it, isn't it?

You naughty girl.

Here, why don't you

have some more to drink?

[Pouring]

I think... I think it's

going to my head a little bit.

Don't worry

about that.

I daresay you don't get

booze of this quality

on the streets.

Do you drink

very much, Sorrow?

No, um...

I like to keep

my body clean,

you know, pure,

no chemicals.

Olean and pure.

[Echoing] And does that extend to boys?

You know, men wanting to stick

it into one hole or another?

You must get

a lot of that.

I suppose It's qulte

temptlng sometlmes

if you're offered a few

quid for the privilege.

If you can

call it that.

I have... a boyfriend.

Do you now?

And how's that

worklng out?

Oan't be

very comfortable

with all that rotting

in parks and back alleys.

Dlrty, too.

I mean how did you

get clean afterwards?

How vile.

U m...

[fork clatters

to floor]

She's had a bit

too much to drink.

She barely even

touched her food,

ungrateful little b*tch.

Do you know how much

I've slaved over this?

[Heavy breathing]

About bloody time.

Richard, get rid of that and

open a clean one, would you?

I'm gasping.

[Breathing]

[Whimpering]

Have some fun with

your little slut then.

Do get on

with it, Richard.

(Rlchard)

Lovely.

You're lovely.

See what you do to me.

You love it, don't you?

I can tell.

You little b*tch.

You lovely little b*tch.

[Heavy breathing]

See how wet you are, yeah,

how much you like it?

B*tch in heat

is what you are.

You're a cesspool, filth.

You deserve this.

Saw it in your face,

knew that you were filth,

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