Piggy

It is me. Joe.

And it is Piggy.

Piggy was an Avenger.

He arranged things I could not.

He changed everything.

Piggys philosophy and his self-confidence

gave me strength.

He gave me his version of freedom.

To tell me I must

talk about Piggy, and all the violence.

And how

I was part of it.

A YEAR EARLIER:

At the beginning of the year I

work as a messenger.

I went with

packages, letters... everything.

What was now needed.

It was my first job

for several years.

I had been too shy

to work.

- I would not at home.

- You full on Friday?

- No.

- Well... He baked in the thick girl.

- No.

- And you actually spoke with people.

It was not

a good job for me.

It was hard

to be so close to the other.

And the longer I was with them,

the less with I felt.

Maybe we feel all such

of time.

So I thought about possible dangers

in most situations.

- Delivery.

- Thank you! And your name is?

Sorry! Sorry!

Otherwise it was day one.

But they felt a little different.

I stared at the thing,

I could not get.

Tried to sleep all night.

It was pretty much my life.

Every day, almost the same.

floor at work. Work.

Become numb. Try to sleep.

floor at work. Work.

Become numb. Try to sleep.

- How are you?

- Extra lock? As a grandmother. As a woman.

- Come in.

- Okay, little brother.

- The paintings are horrible.

- They were here when I moved into.

- I did not think about it.

- It's a little weird.

Give me a hug.

You are a poor little thing, huh?

- Here.

- Thank you.

- It has always been.

- I just want to be alone.

Will you be here for a while?

- I sent my stuff back here.

- Fine.

- Would you pay a visit to Claire?

- Yes.

- Do you?

- What?

- You have a crush on her.

- No! I do not want your old.

It's an eternity ago.

I'm kidding.

You have no chance.

Is it yours?

Yes. It was not expensive.

- Let me see.

- No, come on.

Shut up.

We shall see.

I look okay.

You look like an idiot.

What are you doing these days?

What are you doing these days?

I'm waiting... to determine the me.

So you fumble around?

You have to do something. Aiming at something.

You can do better. Right?

When you were interested in something

as small, threw you feel about it.

- You seem delusional.

- There something pops up.

- Jas?

- Yes! Do not worry.

But I am.

- What is it?

- Just some fools.

One of the reasons why

I hate London.

- Come on. Say hello. Hey.

- Shut up.

Hey. I love you.

- Do not look, they can come over here.

- Hell with them.

- Hello!

- Hello!

Oh, it was lovely.

- Hi there!

- Hello.

So, that's enough. Dry white wine?

Yes. That sounds good.

year seemed to be better

from then on.

Everything was just as linked.

Marco! This is my little brother.

My little brother Joe. Jeff.

- Hey, buddy!

- Yes?

- Is everything all right?

- Yes.

Give me your money, dude.

Otherwise you will die, okay?

Hurry up, dammit!

Sorry.

- I know you.

- What? What?

Son of a b*tch.

Hi there. It goes fine.

We're going out tonight, close to you.

- No, forget it.

- No excuses.

- You have not been in town long.

- I just do not want.

- You owe me 50 pounds.

- I do not have 50 pounds.

I'm kidding. I just want to be seen.

When?

When I saw "the world's largest burger"

on the menu, I thought "yes, yes".

There were three steaks,

and bacon, ham, eggs.

There were a hundred things in it!

He presses burger down like this.

So he can get it into his mouth.

"You must take it apart."

"Oh no!"

Then he opened his mouth up.

Pushed inside.

There is a cocktail stick

in the middle of the burger.

- I'm sorry.

- Sit down, fool.

- See how you go, buddy.

- Dude?

What the hell is that? Blackcurrant Juice?

You want something,

matching blouse?

Hello!

- Flat now down your p*ssy!

- Go to your friends. Go on.

You're on thin ice.

It's okay. I am calm.

- Try, when you feel strong.

- Shut up!

Go to hell!

- Crush him, mate.

- It's okay.

Damn... You know what?

F***ing idiot. There is always

fools here. What do you do?

- Easy.

- You were lucky.

Let it go, John.

Shock.

- What was that a shock?

- Shut up.

- Slightly.

- We're over here!

- Jamie! Would you like?

- The second time applies.

The smile I recognize!

Damn it!

Jamie, relax now.

You do not need beatings or anything.

- I'm going home.

- Already?

- I'm just tired.

- I play against you next time.

- John. I'm out of here.

- Do not worry about the type.

They will through me

to reach you.

I'm just tired. Long days.

Okay. Come here.

Call us next week.

You can ask me out,

you owe me the money.

Now he sticks out!

I can not take much more

the crap here.

Hello?

What?

When?

Hey. John Burgess, came in this morning.

- I'm his brother.

- Burgess? Ground 5th To the right.

Claire.

It is very bad.

You, do you remember me?

What? Do you remember me?

Mgfisse!

Do you remember me, your p*ssy?

You're dead!

Damn! F***ing...

P*ssy!

Pivskid!

Nurse!

Nurse!

There were people enough to

justify a ufuldbyrdet life.

It is always good

to make the family proud.

have something to hold on to

on days like this.

the morning I smoked grass

and got drunk.

Almost forgot

everything about that day.

The days flowed like just together.

Life just kinda happened.

Nothing mattered,

for nothing stood out.

It was like trying to see

with a spotlight in the eyes.

My best friend was gone. Where

was I who should I charge?

How could I punish

them for what they had taken from me?

But one thing I knew.

To those who murdered John,

not have been afraid.

But it should have been.

Hey, buddy. Is everything all right?

Yes.

- Do I know you?

- Yes.

When you were little,

I knew your brother.

Okay.

Do you have some spare time?

I will talk to you.

The security above all. It's good.

I like it here, Joe.

F***ing... cozy and such.

Domestically.

- What do you want?

- I read what has happened.

It was terrible.

Awful.

- How did you know about me?

- I and John were old friends.

We went to school together.

Yes, I think I recognize you.

I...

- I read about what has happened.

- Is that why you are here?

Yes... Yes.

See.

Fine.

Who are you?

I'm Piggy, Joe.

You can call me Piggy. It makes all.

Yes. I think I remember you

from when I was a child.

May I sit down?

Rar.

It was horrible.

Yes.

You know, it just feels...

It feels as if there never

something is done about it.

- Yes.

- That's right.

Someone should do something about it, Joe.

- Yes.

- And you must be angry.

- I am.

- I would be damned angry.

It's horrible.

Awful.

- Your own brother.

- Yes.

I mean... Your own flesh and blood.

Your brother, Joe.

When these things happen...

... Do not have anything.

- How does it feel. That's it.

If you do not do anything.

Yes.

It's really terrible,

it happened.

But I'm glad I came.

It was great to see you again.

- Yes, that was it.

- See you again, right?

- Absolutely.

- Yes.

I trades always around.

I can look into, say hi.

I'll see myself out.

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