Outlaw

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# And they called it puppy love

# Oh, I guess they'll never know

# How a young heart really feels

# And why I love her so

# And they called it puppy love

# Just because we're 17

# Tell them all,

please tell them it isn't fair

# To take away my only dream

# I cry each night

# My tears for you

# My tears are all in vain

# I hope and I pray

# That maybe someday

# You'll be back in my arms once again

# Someone help me, help me,

help me please... #

We're gonna be husband and wife

in less than an hour.

# Is the answer up above

# How can I...

Oh, how can I tell them

# This is not a puppy love

# Someone help me, help me,

help me, please #

Here, mate? You marrying that bird?

- Sorry?

- I said, you marrying that bird?

Yeah.

- Let me smash her back doors in.

- Grow up, you silly little wanker.

You wanna keep that c*nt on a f***ing

leash or she'll be eating through a straw.

- You shouldn't have said anything.

- You should have said it for me.

Oh, f***.

What's the matter?

Shall I call the police?

They won't do anything.

F***. F***.

Come on.

F***.

- Oh, f***. F***ing hell.

- What? What? No...

- It's gonna be all right, it's all right.

- Gene...

I'll go and talk to 'em.

F***ing hell...

Listen, boys. We ain't done nothing.

What do you want?

What do you want, money?

Want a bit of dough?

Stop it! Stop it!

Stop it! Leave him alone! Stop it!

Stop it!

Oi!

Do it.

You can't shoot me.

You ain't f***ing got it in you.

'Controversy in Whitehall

after a leaked government file

'which shows the extent of Gulf War

Syndrome was made public.

'The report concludes that several

hundred troops returning from Iraq... '

- Do you wanna lift?

- Pilates. You look terrible.

- So would you if you'd had my dreams.

- Seen my red Prada wash bag?

No.

- Love you.

- Love you.

'Troops feel as if they've been betrayed

by their own country

'and left to rot

when returning home from the war. '

All right, lads?

- Hello, soldier.

- Oi-oi.

F***ing wanker.

Look at him, the pikey.

- Hello again, soldier.

- Nice bag, mate.

What do you f***ing want?

Look at me, chief.

You what?

- Want some, eh?

- Come on, boys. Let's slip.

I would have had him.

I could have taken him.

I should have taken him.

I do. I have my phone, I have my key...

I don't have my keys.

- Thank you very much.

- Have a good day.

You too. Look after my boy.

Look after Mummy.

See ya.

- See ya later.

- Bye.

- Good morning.

- All right?

You know, my wife says the reason why

you won't come in and have coffee

- is because we're black.

- What?

She says it proves

that all police are racist.

I'm joking, Walter.

Lighten up.

'... knives during robberies,

muggings and attacks on strangers.

'Ln other news, the trial of feared

criminal Terrence Manning continues.

'Manning's accused of heroin trafficking

and manslaughter... '

Mr Monroe.

How are the witnesses looking?

They're looking good, Sergeant

Greaves. If they all turn up.

I hope so. They're all we've got.

Don't you worry. You won't be seeing

Manning for a while.

Well done. I'm counting on you.

- There is something about him.

- Course there is.

He's ten years younger than me and

he's made Sergeant in the Flying Squad.

What am I?

All due respect,

I'm driving a barrister around.

- What are you saying, Walter?

- Most police couldn't lie in bed straight.

Do you want a coffee?

Ribena. I'm going to the gents.

- See you in court three.

- Yeah, OK.

How long's she got to go?

I beg your pardon. Who?

Your wife. I noticed she's pregnant.

I'm sorry, but if you're making

some kind of threat towards me...

You're f***ing right I am.

Walk away from the Manning case

or the kid won't see his first birthday.

I'm af... I can't just walk away.

Don't bother buying candles, then.

If I could draw your attention to pages

you should find two diagrams depicting

the layout of Mr Manning's club

labelled H and J.

There's been a suggestion

made by the prosecution

that the room to the right...

Critics of the government have raised

new concern over yob culture

after teenagers that attacked Cambridge

politics student Sandy Mardell

were released from Belmarsh prison

before Mardell had left hospital

having had several months

of corrective facial surgery.

Laurence Forest,

Jamie MacDermott and Tommy White

were released today having served just

six months of a one year sentence

for grievous bodily harm

against Sandy Mardell.

Mardell was beaten to within inches of

his life in a horrific, unprovoked attack.

'I think they thought I was gay

'because the last thing I remember

is one of them spitting on me,

'calling me a queer so-and-so... '

His assailants were released early on

the grounds that it was a first offence.

Mardell's father, a retired army captain,

called this...

"... a sad day in the breakdown

of law and order in this country. "

Excuse me.

You scared the life out of me.

Room 313. Where is it?

Um... Back down past the lift.

Second door from the right.

Thank you.

I wish I could, but I'm only the agent.

- 'OK. Let's do it. '

- Great. You won't regret it.

I'll email you the contract

and tell Bertle he's on his way.

'Your round soon, eh?

I'll get those tickets to you. '

- OK. I'll speak to you soon.

- 'All right, bye. '

OK. Bye.

- What's that, then?

- Honeymoon in the Maldives.

- What are you doing tonight, Frank?

- Dunno. Not much. Might go boxing.

Hello, Intelligent Solutions.

Frank speaking.

Oi, Dekker.

I heard you just closed Bertle.

Sling me a bone. He's my pal.

It's my deal.

F***ing won't be.

I'll pull him out.

I'll think about it.

It's on you, Dekker. Watch your back.

See you later.

Elizabeth Emanuel wedding dress,

the one you liked.

Two weeks at the health spa

in the Maldives, the one you liked.

How weird's that? This is the same place

where I had that dream the other night.

It says here I should order this now.

Unless we fancy driving into town

at the weekend.

Here, mate. Is that an M3?

F***ing hell. F*** this.

- What's wrong with you?

- Sorry.

- Listen, mate. I'm so sorry.

- What's the matter with you, c*nt?

Sort your f***ing driving out, you c*nt!

- State of him...

- Baby?

OK, OK, OK...

Morning.

Just in case.

Listen. What do we really know

about Manning?

About the people around him.

Is he capable of getting to me?

- Ease up. What's the matter with you?

- Just call it professional curiosity.

I just need to know

about these people.

And if there's something you think...

What does it matter what I think?

I'm just a driver.

But if you have your suspicions,

shouldn't you tell someone?

Who? The police?!

Cedric?

You back, babe?

Put down the knife.

We just wanna talk to ya.

Tell your husband to back away

from the Manning case.

Tell him yourself, you coward!

No! No!

Get off me! Get off me!

- No! Get off me!

- Give me the f***ing knife!

Get off me!

I must point out the room has never

been used as an office by Manning.

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