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- Okay. Won't be a minute.

You see that wee boy?

Someone out his throat in a gang fight.

- Now tell me, did your brother do this?

- Of course not, Ma.

I'm in a hurry. Gotta give us 15.

Gonna put Benny in jail.

- Maybe that's what he needs.

- What? He's not done anything.

- Why did they arrest him, then?

- Dunno. You know what they're are like.

Minute a fight breaks out, they lift

anybody they can get their hands on.

- But Benny had nothing to do with it.

- No.

- Come on, Ma...

- No, no.

- I'm so sorry.

- What you sorry for?

I need the bail money. Swear to god

Benny never touched that boy.

Who's Benny?

Who's Benny?

Do you know who did that to my boy?

Do you know who did that?

Give me your f***ing money

or I'll stab you.

Where you going to, mate?

Are you coming on the bus or no?

Don't even think about it.

Get off my bus! Get off my bus!

I'll remember your face, wee man!

Bastard.

Benny, I've got the money.

Well, go and pay it then,

you wee fanny!

Oi! Somebody here to serve me?

Who the f*** do you think

you're shouting at?

Sorry. Just took my brother

into the wagon.

Unless you change your attitude,

you'll be joining him.

Sorry. Can I pay the bill?

- Name?

- John McGill.

- There's no John McGill here.

- Benny McGill.

Well, who's John McGill'?

I'm John McGill. I thought you were

asking for my name.

'I5.

To be deposited no later than 4:00pm.

It's seven minutes past.

You're too late.

it's so good to be sitting here

with you all again.

Wonderful.

John's grown up so much, hasn't he?

Since last time I was here,

you've grown so much.

- I'll get it.

- You sure, Beth?

John, you owe me

two weeks' Provy money.

Where did you get that?

John, it's for you.

You're not going out.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah.

Get away from the f***ing drawer!

F***ing move it!

Get out!

John. John, don't!

Come back, please!

I'm so, so sorry

you had to see that.

They've gone, it's fine.

They've gone. Okay?

Okay, they've gone. They're away.

Right. Do you want to finish

your dinner?

Do you not want to finish

your dinner?

Are you sure? Beth?

- I'm fine.

- Okay.

Down here, slack Alice!

I want you here!

Want you down here!

I'm telling you!

Get down here now! Fat cow!

Down here!

What kept you so long, fat b*tch?

In there.

Animal. You're a drunken pig.

Don't you laugh at me!

Don't you dare laugh at me!

I hate you! Don't laugh at me!

Get off. I hate you.

Up the stairs.

Theresa, go up.

Who are you?

Elizabeth...

...who is this young man?

Into your bed, Elizabeth.

I Nobody loves me,

Everybody hates me

I I think I'll go and eat worms

I Big fat juicy ones,

Wee skinny skooshy ones

I See how they wriggle and squirm

I You bite off their heads

and suck out the juice

- I And throw their skins away

- Elizabeth? Why are you singing?

- John told me to.

- Why did John tell you to sing?

Where is he?

Stay there.

Bastard! F***ing hate you!

Get out of this house

and don't come back.

Listen to this, man.

I was at the dance hall.

There was this boy from Renfrew.

Big fight erupted, man.

F***ing razor blades, I'm telling you.

Pulls them from

the top of his mouth.

- Razor blades from the f***ing mouth?

- I swear to God.

My cousin from Ayrshire,

I was visiting him a month ago.

Got set about by these Irish c*nts.

Got a heavy kicking.

My cousin went into the pub

after them...

He'll end up getting

his c*nt punched in, man.

Young Car-D ya bass!

What the f*** do you think

you're playing at?

C*nt's walking about

as if he owns the joint!

- C*nt's gonna come back team-handed.

- F*** it. We'll ambush them.

- John, you're f***ing losing it, mate.

- Losing it?

I'm f***ing sick of hearing all your

stories. Where's our f***ing story?

What do you f***ing mean, "stories"?

You saying I f***ing talk sh*t?

- Youse f***ing must be.

- You want to f***ing go ahead now?

No.

What do you mean "no"?

You f***ing shitbag.

- I'm sorry.

- Mean you're f***ing sorry?

- I really think I will kill you.

- Get yourself to f***.

Did you hear what he said?

He'll f***ing kill him.

That's a bit strong, isn't it?

Probably would kill him.

- What's up?

- No, it's fine, man.

Never mind him.

There's a young boy upstairs.

He robbed my bus two weeks ago.

Just watch it,

he held a knife blade to my throat.

Now it's our favourite part of the night.

A wee sing-along.

So, hit it, Sean.

Feel free to join in.

I We've got the whole world

in our hands

I We've got the whole wide world

in our hands

I We've got the whole world

in our hands

I We've even got James

in our hands

I We've got James

in our hands

I We've got the whole world

in our hands

- I We've got...

- Maria.

I ...in our hands,

We've got Maria in our hands

I We've got Maria

in our hands

I We've got the whole world

in our hands

- I We've got

- Jimmy.

- I ...in our hands,

We've got Jimmy in our hands

I We've got Jimmy in our hands

I We've got...

- Come on.

- Your name, my friend?

- John.

- John? Brilliant, John.

I We've got John in our hands

I We've got the whole world

in our hands I

Who put you up there?

Eh?

You cheeky wee sod.

Come on down.

Come on.

We'll take all these shitebags.

Come on.

Shitebag.

What the f***, man?

What the f*** are you?

I You won't find another fool

like me, babe

I Who'll sit around all night

and wait for you

I And close their eyes

to oh so many lies

I No one else could love you

like I do...

I You won't find another clown

like me, babe

I No, you won't

I I can't count the times

you said you'd leave...

I ...even though you treat me

like you do babe

I You know you do

I I'm so hooked on you

I can't get free

I Oh, but I'll get

through the bad times

I Cos in my heart I know

I That you won't find

another fool like me... I

Get up.

Go home.

Your mother's worried sick.

- Youse here to see Mr Maloney'?

- Aye.

- D'you wanna sit down, John?

- No, I'm all right.

- What time's your appointment, son?

- My what?

What time are you due

to see the headmaster?

I dunno.

My teacher just sent me here.

Oh...

So are you one of the favourites?

Aye, must be.

She sends me here all the time.

Good for you, son.

Mrs McGill'?

- Who sent you?

- Mrs Barry.

Go.

- You sure you don't want a seat?

- I'm fine.

Do you think I should

just knock and go in?

I don't know.

No...I'd better not.

Don't wanna make your mum nervous.

You'll get back to your studies,

and next time I'm over,

it'll be for your graduation.

You two aren't in

Mrs Barry's class, are you?

Aye.

- What does this woman teach?

- Music.

Good God.

Thanks very much for your time.

Your mother tells me

you've turned over a new leaf.

Yes, sir.

We'll have you back, starting Monday.

On a probationary basis.

Any future disruption and you'll be

expelled indefinitely. Understand?

Yes, sir.

- Thank you.

- Thanks very much.

- Who sent you?

- Mrs Barry.

F*** you doing? Get the light off

and get the door shut?

- How long you staying for?

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