Ratcatcher
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- 1999
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For God's sake,
look at the state of my curtain.
Look at you.
If I've told you once,
I've told you umpteen times.
Keep your trousers
tucked in your boots.
Ryan Quinn!
Are you listening to me?
Come here.
- Ma, can I go out and play?
- You can go out after.
Ma, leave it. I'll do it.
I look like a spaz
with them tucked in.
You won't say that when you trip
and fall on your backside.
I look stupid.
You keep 'em tucked in.
Is your foot in?
- Yes.
I'll do it myself.
Ma, can I go out and play?
- No, you can't.
- Ma, where are you going?
Ma, can I go out and play, please?
You're going to see your dad.
Don't you want to see your dad?
James, what are you up to?
What are you doing?
You f***ing bastard!
Did you sh*t yourself?
I got you one there, huh?
I think this is what I'm looking for.
- Hi, how you doing?
- Fine. How are you?
- Just going to Susan's.
- Say hello for me.
See you later.
I thought it was you.
To the little man.
Get the f*** away from there!
Hey, beat it!
This is me.
You're not going to let me
walk up here by myself.
Look, why don't you come up
to my place for a little coffee?
George, what you need
is a good woman to look after you.
George!
Where have you been?
Go back to sleep.
Watch where you're going!
A little mouse!
Don't be touching it, darling.
No, no, no. Give me your hand.
Don't, please.
You can't touch it. It's vermin.
- It's just a little mouse.
Well, these conditions
speak for themselves.
You can't possibly deny
that there is a very considerable
health risk under which
many of the good people
of Glasgow are at present living.
There's a risk in the form
of decomposition of this material,
a risk of fire,
a risk of it being spread by rats,
which are notorious vectors
of disease.
Remember Pete Connelly? He waited
months before he heard anything.
You've told me already.
Well, they ended up
with a great house, didn't they?
They were going to throw
this stuff out at work.
What's that for?
It's brand-new.
Hasn't even been opened.
What color is it?
It's a kind of pastel shade.
You've got to be joking.
It's gray!
- It's pale blue.
- Your ass it is.
Look at it in the light.
It's pale blue.
Definitely.
- You're not putting that up in here.
- Why not? It's good-quality paint.
- It's bloody horrible!
Look, give this place
a couple of coats,
cheer it up a little bit,
it's going to look beautiful.
What's the point?
We're moving.
Yeah, maybe.
There's tea in the pot
if you want some.
All right, I'm off.
It's good-quality paint.
James, don't you go near that canal.
Do you hear me?
What are you staring at,
you little pervert?
- That's my ma's.
- So? What's it got to do with you?
Do you want a photo?
- Of you?
Stop making a mess of that table.
Shut up.
Hey, gorgeous!
Where are you going?
Don't you have a pal or something?
Where are you going?
Nowhere.
Make yourself useful.
Get me a can of beer from the fridge.
What?
Go on, do what I tell you.
Move.
Yes! You beauty!
Go on, son!
Beautiful, Celtic, beautiful!
I'm telling my dad on you.
My head!
- Big girls don't cry.
Go away.
- You gonna tell my da?
- Yes, I'm telling.
And I'll tell him
you drank his beer as well.
Anne Marie, shut up!
Okay, I won't tell.
- So you're not gonna tell my da?
- No, I won't tell.
Where's my beer?
Dad?
Where were you?
It's an old firm game.
- I don't like football.
- I like football, Dad. Can I watch it?
You come over here
and watch it with me.
I've got it. Over here!
Where's the little mouse?
Remember that little mouse
you put down the toilet?
The little mouse.
It's gone out to sea, darling.
The seaside?
Yes. It went for a swim.
Da, James hurt me.
He drank your beer as well.
Did he now?
I'll see to that later.
Now let me watch.
Go on, son. Jump for it!
- You killed my mouse, Dad.
Yes, yes!
Goal! Attack!
Give them back, you bastard.
- Say pretty please.
- Pretty please.
- Pretty please with a cherry on top.
- Pretty please with a cherry on top.
What will you give me
if I give you them?
- Anything.
- No. F*** off.
- The stupid cow can't see a thing.
- Have you lost your panties as well?
Just give me them back.
See you later, darling.
You bastard!
F***ing cow.
- A**hole!
- F***in' b*tch!
Can you see my glasses in there?
Can you?
- No.
- Are you sure?
- Yes.
- Come and sit over here.
- What?
- Sit here.
- What's your name?
- James.
- You want a drag?
- No.
I'll kill that bastard Matt Monroe.
That canal gives me the creeps.
Did you know that boy
who drowned down here?
Ryan Quinn?
You wanna touch it?
See you later, James.
- It's heavy.
- Help me get it on.
Don't tilt it too much.
Have you got it?
- Yes. Hurry up.
Hold on a minute.
Okay, push it in. Lift it up.
What did you let go for?
- It's your fault.
- What are you talking about?
- It's all your fault!
You want to calm down?
What's the matter with you?
You killed my boy.
What are you f***ing talking about?
That was my boy as well.
I loved him just as much as you,
and you know it.
You killed him.
You weren't there!
Come on, get a grip on yourself.
Please.
Get away from me, you bastard.
I hate you!
Get away!
I can't deal with you anymore.
Every time I come near you, we argue.
He left us.
He left my boy.
I couldn't watch him myself.
I hate him.
He killed my boy.
Where is James going?
James, get my packages.
Leaving them lying
in the middle of the street. Hurry up.
- James, come here, son.
- Where are you going?
- I was gonna take the packages up.
- Just do what you're told.
Would you give me a little hug?
He's the double of my Ryan, isn't he?
The same eyes.
Yes.
Maybe a little.
Will you do me a little favor?
Will you go up
to Ryan's room for me
and get the little box
on Ryan's bed?
Will you do that for me?
Go on, James. It's all right.
Oh, f***.
They look great.
- They're hurting me.
- Shut up, you.
What do you say?
Say thanks to Mrs. Quinn.
- They're too small.
Thanks.
James, look what I've got.
Ah, it's lovely.
What's its name?
- Suzy. She's a she.
- It's nice.
I've got budgies and gerbils
in the house.
On my birthday I'm getting
rats, tigers, bears,
and mouse-eating snakes.
That's good.
When I'm older, I'm going to have
the biggest zoo in the world.
Look. I'm a member of the RSPCA.
That's good, man.
- What are you looking for?
- Nothing.
Wow, look at all
- Have you ever seen a perch?
- A peach?
A perch.
It's about that size,
with spiky, jagged fins.
I saw a guy catch one the other day.
- Was it big?
About that size.
- You want to catch one?
- It's not that easy, Kenny.
I've got a net in the house.
It would pull you under.
- I'm a great swimmer.
- Another time, Kenny. See you later.
James, what am I?
Are you a bird?
No, I'm an ostrich.
An ostrich can't fly.
See you later, Kenny.
James, are you coming
to my zoo tomorrow?
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