Little Deaths Page #4
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No, she's taking all those
f***ing pills you gave her.
Your uncle's gonna sh*t
when he hears about this.
You tell him.
[Cell phone rings]
She's all right?
Yeah. Yeah, thank you.
[Deep sigh]
I can't thank you enough.
Well as long
as she's all right.
When can I see her?
That will be great.
Okay.
[Doorbell rlngs]
U h, yeah, I think
that must be them now.
Yeah, should I
bring anything?
Okay.
[Doorbell rlngs twlce]
Yeah, okay,
look I better go.
Thank you, Doctor Reese.
Thank you.
(older male)
Yes.
Yes.
Everything is fine.
She's been...
Of course, "it's."
It's... it's been
no trouble at all.
Yes. I will, Doctor Reese.
(Jen)
It's hard.
I manage to stay clean
for a week or two
and then I have a bad day
and Frank's been great.
But sometlmes,
sometlmes I just get
thls ache Inslde
and It's the only
thlng that helps.
Sometimes I feel like
I'm in a trap
but I've built it
for myself, you know.
I just need to
flnd a way out.
[Beeping]
[Chains clanking]
I need a new
start, a change.
How do I do that?
How do I do
that, Doctor?
Can you help
me do that?
[Gasping]
[Whimpering]
[Screaming]
[Screaming continues]
[Screaming continues]
[Screaming continues]
[Phone ringing]
(female volce)
Romlett and Baker, hello?
[Phone rlnglng]
Romlett and Baker, hello?
[Rlnglng]
Romlett and Baker, hello?
[Rlnglng]
Romlett and Baker, hello?
[Chair creaking]
[Ticking]
[Ringing]
[Cartoon llke volces
from televlslon]
(Popeye, over TV) Ollve,
don't you remember?
You and me have
a date tonlght.
(Ollve) Hal You
got some nerve...
[televlslon volces
drone on]
All right?
Hello.
You eating
without me?
I didn't know when you
was coming home tonight.
You gonna
make me some?
Why don't you
make yourself some?
I'm working
hard all day.
Let me finish this.
I 'll make you some.
I'm not just going to stand here
watching you eat like a wet lemon.
Well, watch TV.
Don't want to watch TV.
I'm hungry.
All right, well, well
share this with me.
I 'm not going to f***ing
share this with you.
I'm sorry.
[Deep sigh]
I 'm sorry, Pete.
I'm not in
the mood for it.
You don't know where I'm taking you.
No, I 'm not
going in there.
I told you I'm
not in the mood.
Please.
Why don't we just
go in the bedroom?
Oh, get the
f*** off me.
[Loud thud]
[Deep sigh]
[Ioud music
and chattering]
Do you think
Olaire's fit?
What kind of
question is that?
Do you?
I can't answer that.
Yeah, you can. I just asked you to.
No I can't. It's a no-win
situation, isn't it?
I mean if I say yes, that means
I fancy my best mate's girl.
And if I say no, that means
I think she's a minger.
Which is like an insult to
you. So I can't win, can I?
Not really. I just
want you to tell me.
Do you think
she's fit?
No, I told you already.
I'm not going to...
it's a no-win situation.
Bullocks. J ust say yes
or no. Is she fit or not?
You're such a f***ing
idiot. You know that.
[Ioud chatter]
[Ioud music]
(Pete)
You ready?
I thought you were
going out with Al.
Yeah, I was but you didn't
want me to, so I 'm not.
It's okay. You go on.
I'll see you at home.
But he's gone already.
Well give him a call.
What are you doing?
I'm going out
with the band.
There's an after party
they've invited me to.
Well can't I come?
Give him a call. He won't
have gotten on the tube yet.
And he's always up
for biz, isn't he?
No, he's gone.
You'll have a much
better time without me.
[Deep sigh]
[Police siren wailing]
[Trickling]
Jesus Ohrist.
[Clalre, shoutlng] You
fucklng shlt I Get upl
[Pete shouts]
You f***ing dirty
little bastard.
Put your mask on.
Put your f***ing mask on.
You're f***ing useless.
H urry!
[Shout]
You disgusting
little sh*t. Follow.
Oome and see
what you did.
You f***ing disgust me.
H urry the f*** up.
Look what
you f***ing did.
You do not piss
in my underwear drawer.
Do you understand me?
[Pete groans]
If you don't,
mommy gets angry.
You don't like
that, do you?
Get your face in there.
F***ing make me sick.
F***ing idiot.
[Shout]
[Shouts mingled
with groans]
Sh...
[groaning]
[Lnaudlble conversatlon]
[Music and chatter]
H i, Pete.
All right?
Good thing you
made it tonight.
Why is that then?
Well, you had a late night, didn't ya?
Had to get up early to
do the washing, didn't I?
How's your day been?
Pretty chill.
That's good.
Yeah.
Well, I'll
have the usual
and a gin and
tonic for Lisa.
You want to pay
this time, though?
I don't get paid
till next week
and I've only got 50
quid left to last me.
Gina's on the warpath.
Maybe again in a couple
of weeks but not tonight.
I can't afford to.
That's 6. 25 please.
Thanks, love.
Don't do that
to me again, Olaire.
I need the
money now, please.
What?
I'm serious.
I'll pay you later.
No, you'll pay me now.
That's 6. 25 please.
Really? I'll pay you when we get home.
You'll give me that money right now!
Or I swear I will smash your pretty face
right into your
f***ing glass
and you'll bleed
tlll you dlel
Buy one for
yourself, too, love.
[Moaning]
[Moaning continues]
[Groaning and grunting]
[Iong moan]
What are you doing?
Oh, please don't.
[Drawer closes]
[Gentle hummlng]
[Moanlng]
Well, can I do
it at least?
Olaire?
Shut up.
[Moanlng contlnues]
Do you want me
to dress up?
I will if you want. You can
do anything you want to me.
Shut up. I'm
trylng to concentrate.
[Heavy breathlng]
[Breathlng qulckens]
F***.
Hold on.
Pete. Don't let
it touch me.
Oalm down.
J ust calm down.
Oome on,
let's go. Okay?
[Inaudible conversation]
Don't let him
near me.
[Dog panting]
Here we go.
Here we go.
[U N I NT E LLI G I B LE D IALO G]
[Barking]
Pete!
[Unintelligible conversation]
[Whimpering]
It's all right.
[Deafening roar]
[Deep sigh]
Sometimes I think
I don't deserve you.
Yeah, sometimes I
think that too.
[Laughing]
You bastard.
[Ioud house music]
[Laughter]
So how come you've never
had a girlfriend, Al?
What you going on
about, I 've had loads.
I 've never met any.
Yeah, well, I guess I don't
keep them for very long.
Why is that then?
Because my
cock's too big.
[Laughter]
Is it really?
Nah, just kidding.
[Chuckle]
I bet it's bigger
than Pete's.
Olaire.
What?
Shut up.
Well it probably is. I mean
yours is cute but it's not big.
Will you shut
up, please?
You're right.
I've seen it.
F*** off.
Language, Peter.
So have you got a girlfriend
at the moment then?
Not at the
moment, no.
That's a shame.
Not really.
Would you like
another beer, Al?
Oheers, yeah.
Go get some
beers, Pete.
You get 'em.
I'm entertaining
our guest.
Why don't you
go get them?
Because I haven't
finished yet
and I think you've had
enough to drink already.
I don't care what you
think. I want another drink.
Well, fine, but
I ain't getting 'em.
It's all right. Look, uh, I'll get them.
Do you want
another beer, mate?
Yeah, cheers.
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